PIC OF THE WEEK

OH MY, WHAT BEAUTIFUL MILEAGE YOU HAVE!
This classic speedometer on this 1985 DYNA, the first year of the Blockhead, belongs to our good buddy the Beav. I guess if the scenery gets really boring, you could always gaze at your speedometer! Happy Monday everybody!

TIME OUT!

I really hate to do this, but I have to call time out so I can go play! I know you want hear more about the Bike Fest, and I promise you, you will. Hey, I'm very proud of myself for getting at least one post up, and I'm well over half way to the next one being finished, but we leave this morning to go to PC for Thunder Beach. Just another good excuse to get together with our friends. These back to back big weekends are sure becoming more challenging these days, but don't worry about me, I'm sure I'll struggle through some how, in spite of it. LOL!

While I'm down there, I'll be taking advantage of a generous offer from my good buddy, the Lone Ranger, to ride his '78 Shovel Head. He told me I could ride it any time I wanted to, while we were at the rally last weekend. But, I had already been in the cooler a few times, so opted for a rain check until this weekend. I plan to ride some on Saturday and I will see how it feels to ride a true grits, down and dirty, shake ya to your bones, Harley Davidson motorcycle. Woo Hoo!
I'm just trying her on for size.

Have a great weekend everyone! Ride on and ride safe!

Lady R

GEORGIA ON MY MIND

I've been having a hard time getting back into the swing of things this week. I don't know if it's because I'm pushing my tired old self beyond my limits, or because I still have Georgia on my mind. Truth be told, it's probably a little bit of both! Harley and I went to the Bainbridge Bike Fest last Thursday for a big weekend of partying and biking with a bunch of good friends. As usual, our buddy Big Ed will have the light on for us at Hotel Raptor. He's so good to us, but don't tell him I said so. He don't like for me to mention him. Shhhh!

We enjoyed a nice afternoon ride as we made our way south to the Bike Fest. Once Harley and I got to the rally grounds and paid our way in, we found our party relatively easy. The Lone Ranger just happened to be coming back in at the same time from running an errand and spotted us, so we just played follow the leader. We pulled our bikes into the circle of RV's and didn't even get our kickstands down long before somebody held out a cold Bud Light and said, "Ready for one?" I just smiled and replied, "Let the games begin!"

Peek a Boo's BFF from south Florida was here for the rally, and they claimed to be "Double Trouble" and have been for many years! It looked like Kit was going to be in for an interesting weekend, and I don't think he was disappointed. The three of them kept us laughing with their antics, the whole time we were there, until we pulled out Sunday morning. They were a hoot! (Did someone say owls?)

The Lone Ranger wasn't alone, he brought Strawberry to play with this weekend! LOL! This was her first time to come to Bainbridge too. She was lots of fun and we all loved meeting her. The J's, G-man, Hippie, and the Beav were also already there and set up for the next three days.

Darlin' and Detail came over Friday afternoon. Detail can do magic with his hands that would make your motorcycle look like brand new. He explained the wet sanding technique and several other ways he can wake up the beauty in a bike. Sounds like a man after my own heart. I need to introduce him to my girl. Darlin' is as sassy as she is good looking. I get a kick out of watching her in action cause, if you step out of line, she will definitely tell you where the monkey put the peanut! I just sit back and take notes. You go girl!

Taser bait and Flame finally got there, better late than never. Right before they arrived, Darlin' just had us all in stitches talking about how gloriously perfect, our friend Flame is. She's every man's dream, at least according to all our men folk. She has never shown an unpleasant side of herself, ever! She's always smiling and happy, never has been overheard saying a cross word to anyone, thinks everybody is a great person, and to top all that off... she has great tits! LOL! Darlin' says that when Flame makes an entrance, the angels in heaven above sing... Hallelujah! When she wakes up in the morning, humming a happy tune, the little bluebirds fly in with her clothes and drop them on her, and happy little chipmunks scurry in with her slippers, all the while, the sun is shining and the birds are singing! (Cinderella doesn't have a thing on our Flame!) When they rode their bikes into the camp circle, we were standing around, waiting for them to settle in. As soon as she turned of her engine, several of us in various octaves all harmonized an angelic note... Hallelujah! We all busted out laughing and she thought we had lost our minds. We didn't really, we were just mesmerized!
Lady R with Taser bait and Flame. Yep! I'd say they seem pretty perfect to me!

I was missing my pal the Road Runner this weekend. He wasn't able to be here, so I happily agreed to "man" the grill. Actually, Flame, Strawberry and Darlin' did all the hard work by skewering the meat and veggies. I had the easy part!
Woo Hoo! Cruising the "hood" in golf carts, the transportation of choice, is the Lone Ranger, Strawberry, Detail, Flame and Taser bait. The rally campgrounds were set up like a small suburbia of RV's, campers and tents, displaying an interesting assortment of sizes and styles. Traffic was allowed to flow in a one way pattern throughout the "streets" which were laid out like spokes in a wheel that came out to a six point intersection at the center. This proved to be a more challenging adventure as the evening wore on. The "spirits" flowed freely, and the growing population of golf carts and motorcycles became like a rush hour madness... only fun!

During the day, we took advantage of the nice weather and went riding. The scenery along the way was a pleasure to take in, and it was a beautiful day. Slightly overcast skies kept us from getting too hot, which felt fantastic. The Lone Ranger had a '78 Shovel Head at the rally that was not very passenger friendly, so I was happy to let him and Strawberry enjoy my girl for the day so we could all go riding together. I hopped on the back of Harley's bike and just enjoyed the ride and took pictures.
Georgia is a big peanut growing state and we passed this peanut field being harvested.
Don't let your eyes deceive you, this isn't snow. We're just "way down south in the land of cotton."

To be continued... stay tuned for the next episode of GEORGIA ON MY MIND.
Still to come: G-man saves a Hippie, Sexy Granny, "Smoke on the water", and much, much, more!

Lady R

WHAT'S ON YOUR HELMET?

As a biker, my helmet is a very important piece of my riding gear. My melon is special to me, and I aim to keep it intact, without dents or plates! I never ride without it. Most states enforce a helmet law, so I would say the majority of riders wear them. But a few, if given the choice, would not adorn their head with such a burdensome device. Helmets, or we sometimes we call them lids, come in several colors, shapes and sizes. They're made in different styles for different activities, but all have one thing in common... to protect your melon!

Helmets are not only functional, they're also provide another opportunity for bikers to express themselves, and who likes to express themselves more than a biker! Since we are going to Bainbridge this weekend, it got me to thinking that some of the craziest and funniest helmets I've seen, (or read) have been at rallies. How many of you have stickers on your helmet? I never would have thought that I would still be able to have fun with stickers as a grown up! Understandably, you wouldn't want to mess up a beautiful helmet that might be color coordinated to match a bike, or has an exquisite mural worked into it. I, on the other hand, have a basic black half helmet that I adorn with stickers from places I've been, or thoughts I'm thinking.

My favorite one on my lid says... "I used to be indecisive, but now I'm not sure." Or... "Ask me no questions, I tell you no lies." Harley's helmet is full of funnies also. He's got "Does not play well with others." and "Cleverly disguised as a responsible adult." LOL!

Most of you who read my blog on a regular basis, know I have a teeny tiny wild and crazy side that likes to come out and play every now and then. So, you can imagine the fun I have when I ride through the rally grounds sporting my helmet hair! Woo Hoo! Believe it or not, I get several smiles and lots of thumbs up. Now don't let me scare you. I promise, I do not ride with my flying pigtails on a regular basis. I would be deemed a certifiable lunatic with poor judgment! LOL! But, at rallies, this is what it's all about. Fun, fun, fun!

I'm looking forward to the BikeFest this weekend and maybe I'll be able to scope out some more clever stickers to add to my collection. I have lots of room left on my lid before I need to worry about getting another one.

What's on your helmet?

Lady R

PIC OF THE WEEK

PAINTED DESERT IN ARIZONA
Harley captured this shot while he and his buddies were on their "boys trip" to the Grand Canyon a couple years ago. He was lagging back to take pics and got this beautiful shot of Big Ed waiting on the side of the road for him. LOL! Have a great Monday everybody!

WHEN LIFE COMES UNPLUGGED

Life is usually pretty good to me and I usually don't have too much to complain about. I'm lucky enough to be in love, I have work that keeps me comfortable, and my health is very good. I love to ride my motorcycle and I find happiness by the mile. I'm nestled in a cozy basket full of family and friends, simple things make me laugh, and I am very easy to please. Life is good... until it gets unplugged!

Last Friday, I sat down to check comments on my most recent post and to surf a few other blogs to see what's new. I got an annoying message, "cannot connect to the web page..." ect. I rebooted the computer, hoping it would reset whatever got turned around in there. I tried two more times, and nothing. I was definitely having some connectivity issues. I'm convinced that technology today is the root of most stress. I decided to call Charter Tech Support. They have helped me in the past, and I had faith they would be able to help this time too. Two hours later, we came to the conclusion my browser got corrupt, copped an attitude and took a walk. Just gone! Bye, bye! How could that be? I didn't give him permission to leave!

I made another call to a friend, Mr. Computer, who does this sort of thing for a living. He has his own tech support for many business here in town, and he assured me, blah blah blah reconfigure the browser blah blah blah save all your documents, blah blah blah, clean up and blah blah have me running like new in no time. (I understood all that!) Great! How much time did you say? My heart sank when he promised to have it back to me by the first of next week. Oh my! This is only Friday, and the first of next week probably means Tuesday or Wednesday. (Don't forget, Monday is a holiday!) Why, that's 4 or 5 days from now! So much can happen in that length of time! Oh no, my Information Super Highway has been temporarily disconnected! What will I do? I'M UNPLUGGED!

I hate to admit this, but I must be addicted to the net! I felt woozy as the walls started to close in on me. I started to think of all my blogging pals, emails to read, lotteries to check, and how life was going to just pass me by! I was bummed! You really don't realize just how many times you actually get on your computer until it's gone. I like to read blogs in the early morning while I drink coffee, and I check it periodically during the day. Like many of you who read blogs and write blogs, I have made some great friends, and I already feel so disconnected from everyone! (Funny, that's cause I am!) By Saturday, my friend Big Ed noticed my Technical Difficulties post and called to tease me. He knew my panties would be in a wad! Harley agreed with him and said I was already experiencing withdrawls. I tried to get him to read me some blogs over the phone, but, no go. They were definitely humored at my expense!

Okay, enough of this crap. There's only one thing to do when life gets unplugged. Ride! So ride we did! This was a holiday weekend after all. We went up toward Lake Martin and enjoyed some nice country roads and stopped in at Niffer's Bar and Grill for lunch. Great place! They have a band on Friday and Saturday nights and a really good menu to boot! After we filled up on delicious Onion Rings and Ruebens, we continued our little jaunt and had a really nice ride and enjoyed a beautiful sunny day. It was certainly good medicine for my lost and disconnected feeling.

There is one other good thing about being unplugged for awhile. It gave me an inexcusable opportunity to get reacquainted with some other fine machines in my life, namely the vacuum cleaner, and the washer and dryer. Their usage seems to be getting overlooked more frequently of late. For some reason, these other toys lose their luster and desirability when there's blogging to do!

Well, it's Thursday and Mr. Computer completed my browser configuration, so my internet timeout is over! I'm back surfing the net and catching up on the latest. Thank goodness I did not have to resort to drastic measures like this fella here! Hmmm. Computer bird houses. I wonder if there's a market for this!
BTW... I'm able to post this so quickly because I've been preparing in advance, using some antique tools I found. They're called pens and paper. Cool! (Yes, it has been a long 6 days!) I've come to realize that life will have ups and downs and this I can handle, as long as I can still ride my motorcycle and don't have to go through life unplugged!

Glad to be back! Lady R