I just made my first solo trip to Panama City for a Luau and some girl time with my posse! It's only 185 miles to my friends house, and it's a pretty nice ride down a few country roads. At least, the way we go, that is. I've made this trip with Harley many times and it takes about three and a half hours. Hmmm. Three and a half hours of relaxing, scenic road therapy. Alone. With the exception of commuting to work and errands around town, I've always had Harley by my side or some other riding pals. So, I was kind of feeling like a big girl going to school for the first time without her mommy.
After several reassurances that I'll have my best riding foot forward, Harley escorted me as far as Troy, about 45 miles down the road. We waved off our goodbyes and off I went... all by myself. It felt weird at first, riding down the road alone, but I still had an unexplainable giddiness in my gut. The feel of the wind on my face and taking in the pretty countryside, helped erased any apprehension I may have been feeling. I had to keep my eye on some storms passing through, but I had no problems! I thought to myself, being a lone rider has a different feel, and a different kind of charge. I can see how someone could just take off and ride across country alone and never feel lonesome.
Well, I arrived around 4:30 with no time to spare. Red Light Roxanne and her sister, the Elder Ya-Ya, waited for me while I parked my Glide and unpacked my bag. We were going to Happy Hour! This is how we girls in my posse start our weekends together. After meeting up with Crazy Chick and Earth Mother and a few of my other friends at a local watering hole, we ate, drank, and were merry!
Red Light Roxanne and her sisters, whom are affectionately known as the Ya-Ya's, are a real fun group of gals. I feel very honored and special that they have welcomed me into their family bond of sister hood. I've never had a sister, so this goes deep for me. They are true gems to be treasured.
They had a Luau this weekend that provided family fun by day, and turned into girls only fun that night. Woo Hoo! It would take about three posts to tell you about the Ya-ya's and the rest of my posse, but let's just say this, after the food was put up and the husbands departed with the children, we became she devils of the night and put the "P" "P-A-R-T-Y"!
Joker at "Harley Davidson Mystique" would be proud to know his notoriety has spread all the way south to the panhandle. My friends read my blog and they thought it would be cool to join the club. Here are some of the girls practicing their double eagles.
Sunday morning came way too early, because it would mean I have to leave my friends and head home to Montgomery. After a night of dancing and swimming, drinking and laughing, our bonds of sisterhood only grew that much stronger. As I rode my Glide back up the familiar roads toward home, I thought about all the stories that were told and the pranks that were played, and I couldn't help but smile. With thoughts like these going through my head I realized, I may be riding alone, but I am not lonesome.
Ride on! Lady R