The Queen Of The World and I were going to go to Rolling Thunder yesterday. Instead, I cleared out the garage, unpacked a bazillion boxes, took loads to storage and Good Will, and got shelves hung on the wall. It was 90° and a couple days of that sort of labor sort of took it out of me. I didn't think I was up to the ride, and so we didn't go.
Instead, I unpacked more boxes. Oh, well, at least the place is starting to come together.
Next year, for sure.
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I've been trying to get there for years. Was hoping for this year, didn't make it - again.
Be careful tho. Several years ago, a large group of riders headed out from MA to go south together. They were riding by an on-ramp and one rider was cut off by a driver trying to merge (fly?) onto the highway. The driver's on-ramp was marked with a yield sign.
He didn't.
The rider who was cut off was a veteran. Was.
Raise the flag, salute, say a memorial prayer, and thank those whose service - and whose sacrifice - made it possible for you to... raise a flag, salute, and say a memorial prayer.
(sorry for the late post.)
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