Thursday, November 30, 2006

Sunday Morning



A couple of Sundays ago, I went out painting in the morning. It was about 7:30am. I went into Priscilla's to get a cup of coffee, and I heard this rumbling and felt a shaking. 'Earthquake' of course was first to mind, since the only other one I ever experienced was also on a Sunday morning. I looked around and nobody else was freaking out, so I couldn't think, 'what could this racket be?'

Of course, a huge pack of motorcycles! Not just your everyday kind. No the kind that makes a sound that sets of car alarms and frightens animals. I found out later that they were all going to a charitable function of some sort, but I still couldn't believe the noise I heard at 7:30 on a Sunday morning!

Luckily, I had a camera handy. I think the rider in the closeup looks like my Dad.

3 comments:

AllBeehive said...

Imagine that group, times 30,000 and you have Sturgis, which is the big yearly party in South Dakota. If you on the highway driving in any of the surrounding states, this is what surrounds you too. Fun and crazy.

saffry said...

D.C. gets 250,000 bikes for Rolling Thunder on Memorial Day. It's to bring attention to POW/MIAs. Definately a window rattler.

ks1k said...

I have been to Bike Week and Biketoberfest in Daytona. It is difficult to describe the feeling. 250,000+ bikes and tons of people.

Yes, that was me in the close up :-)

OLD DAD