Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Ridin' in Summer Thunderstorms


As I'm writin' this, Tropical Storm Fay is headed our way - we'll probably get the brunt of it this evening. According to forecasts, it's not gonna be much of a wind event, only 35 - 45 mph, but there's gonna be lotsa rain. That's kinda been the story of the summer of '08 already and this past Saturday was no exception. Once again we had several events to cover in one day but the thunderstorms moved in very early - around noon.

It was dark, gloomy and threatening as we headed south on US 1 through Daytona, New Smyrna Beach and Edgewater to Headley's Lagoon Saloon where the Mongols MC Southened Chapter were having their Summer Party. It rained a couple of times on the trip down and there were only a couple of bikes in the lot when we arrived. Some of their sister chapters were on their way, but were delayed and sittin' out rain storms along the road.
We hung out an hour or so, shootin' the shit with Joker, and then headed to DeLand for the end of a Memorial Bike Ride and Skydive Party for Victor Herrick who died earlier this summer on the Tail of the Dragon at Deal's Gap. Many of y'all probably know of him since he'd jump in for the Coleslaw Rasslin' at the Cabbage Patch during Bike Week.

The Lonesome Losers put on the run, Vic was a member, and Boots and I wondered how many would make the run--we didn't expect a large turnout cuz of the weather. Shortly after we arrived at Skydive DeLand, about 75 bikes rolled in and I t hought that was great turnout considering the nasty ridin' weather. Folks ridin' in the rain and dodgin' thunderstorms I can understand - been there, done that. But those crazy skydivers jumpin' outta planes in this weather. . . I can't believe that was happenin'. Holy Moley! But sure enuff, jump they did.

One of the lonesome losers - Whacker - even took advantage of the tandem special they offered that day, and made his first jump. You da man, whacker.





After hanging out for a couple of hours and eatin' one of the best grouper sandwiches I've ever had, we headed up Hwy 17 to Trader Jack's Roadside for the end of another run. Shortly after arriving, the storms really rolled in hard and heavy. We were dry and protected under the deck, but man did it rain and get super windy!
But it's Florida in the summer, and forty-five minutes later the sun broke through, a rainbow arched across the sky and we hauled ass while we had the break in the weather. Legs got lotsa road wet, but we avoided storms on the way home. A good day, hangin' with good folks on another Saturday filled with thunderstorms. Summer of '08.

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