Tone Parsons

Today was the first annual “Fun Run” soponsored by Shumate Harley Davidson (the local Harley dealer).

Of course, I don’t ride a Harley, but the runs are fun, so I usually get a ticket.

This is the first time I’ve been able to go on one of these runs since my back became a hoary bitch 4 years ago, so I was more than a little excited over it. I got my ticket ($10) a few weeks ago and have been counting down the days. My entry fee pays for a t-shirt (it was red this year), food at the event (the Long Horn BBQ… which tases like ass with BBQ sauce on it), and a live band while we eat (I don’t know who they were).

I did, however, take my digital camera along for the ride.

I woke up early, washed my motorcycle (a dirty ride just wont do when it’s to be seen by hundreds of people), got myself ready, and rode off to fill the tank with gas (a very important thing that a lot of people forget before these rides) and to meet my brother-in-law for breakfast.

Eddie and I met at the Crossroads resturant at 8:00am. I’m glad he was on time because I made the mistake of showing up early and strange people were talking to me.

“What do you ride?”. “I used to have a motorcycle back in ’49”. “You look mighty hot in those chapps!”.

We ate (note to self: never eat there again), then rode off to the event (after Eddie filled his gas tank).

We got to the dealer about an hour before we were scheduled to take off and met up with my friend Dan. That gave us plenty of time to check in, get our shirts, sign the disclamer (I promise not to sue your ass if I do something stupid and kill myself), and got rid of the coffee I drank at breakfast (also, a very important thing to do before going on a ride!). I took a few pictures before we left (just a few) and then some more after we arrived in Harrison, Idaho (an 86 mile drive by the route we took).

You can find the images here (more to come, once I get the pictures my friend Dan took).

I didn’t write anything up for the pictures, it’s just a photo-show of a bunch of motorcycles (and a few hot ladies… grrrrrowl!). Of course, my favorite bike is mine 🙂

Several hundred miles (and one OMFG HOT! HOT! sunburn later), I finally made it home. Yes, the food sucked, yes, the band was there, yes… I saw a V-ROD’s in a rainbow of colors (and one very cool bike with a skull for a headlight). It was fun… I’ll pry do it again next year (but I’ll remember the damn sunscreen next time!)