Back from Bike Week
Well we pulled into our driveway around 3 p.m. yesterday, exhausted but happy. We had a great time at Bike Week. I was greatly surprised at the friendliness of the bikers. I never once encountered anyone who was mean or even slightly rude. It was like a giant family reunion where you met cousins you never knew you had. : )
I survived riding on the back of Matt’s bike, learning to turn with the bike and how to get on without dumping it. The only dark spot in my otherwise fun weekend was when I cut my head on one of the cabinets in our camper. I tried going around Matt and did not duck my head low enough. I caught the side of my head on a sharp corner. But other than that, we had a great time. I saw a young boy of about 10 years old doing burnouts on a 50cc modified chopper in the burnout pit at Murrell’s Inlet Suck Bang Blow. It was almost like going to a fair, with all the vendors and the atmosphere. Except everyone was wearing leather, boots and bandannas.

Look...if you went to bike week and got into a drunken brawl...just say so..
Me and Mookie will understand..and will respect you the very same amount as we did before..and would never tell a soul..
Bikers are cool like that..down to earth people that just happen to do drugs or drink a bit more than your average elephant can..
Murrell’s Inlet Suck Bang Blow..just the name of that place scares me..
I did notice that there wasnt near as many bikers there this year as there used to be..it was pretty tame...I hope Sturgis has a better turn out…
Oh Yeah...I’m glad you made it back alive..