I love riding to a destination with the anticipation of good times to come. For me, it just kicks the ride up a notch. Such is the case last weekend when we went to the Emerald Coast Bike Fest.
The ride south was pretty uneventful until we took one wrong turn into Blackwater State Park and wound up on a road so twisted, I felt like a mouse caught in a maze. After we wasted 30 minutes on the "scenic" detour, we found our way out, and made our way to the rally grounds at the Holt Drag Strip. Our group was pretty easy to find because we like to park in the same area every year. Besides, they staked our territory with the camp flag that reads "Work Sucks! Let's Ride!
As we maneuvered the Glides into the circle of RV's that were going to be home for the next couple days, we were greeted by waves and woo hoo's from our pals who were already getting in the rally spirit. I didn't even get my helmet off good before Perfect Timing came up and greeted me with a ziplock bag full of jello shooters. She gave me a big hug and said, "What's your flavor?"
Woo Hoo! Let the party begin!
Last weekend's weather was perfect for an outdoor rally. We had beautiful blue skies and bright sunshine mingled with a playful breeze that would dance across the grounds keeping the 80 degree temps from being too oppressive. The warm days were followed by cool nights which provided a perfect backdrop for listening to some good music and watching "Sugar" the bull play with her scantily clad challengers.
And of course, every time you turned around, someone wanted to show you their tits. Geesh!
No stranger to bike rallies, the talented Geneva entertained us in her usual biker rock style. The crowd enjoyed the music and it seemed to play on everyone's good spirits. She was definitely warming up the crowd for the upcoming wet t-shirt contest.
Moving around the grounds became a game of imagination. I got a kick out of the different ways folks were moving around from one place to another.
Here ya go! This chick redefined the "pillion" seat.
You have to admit... he's got one hell of a beer holder, heh?
And of course, we can't forget the coolest reason we come here...
The need for speed!
I have so much more to share, but time is short. Here's a tease of what's to come...
BAGR4LF AND BEST IN SHOW
WET T-SHIRTS AND LITTLE PECKERS
FUN ON TWO WHEELS
BIKE FEST WRAP UP
Author's note: I'm headed down to Panama City tomorrow for Thunder Beach Weekend as well as my annual kick ass Kentucky Derby Party. Since my good friend Red Light Roxanne is this years hostess, I assure you, it will be a grand time!
Have a nice weekend everyone!