We rode up to the
middle of No and Where, Cheeselandia to go on a Poker Run that was hosted by
ABATE (a motorcycle rights & safety organization). One of Big Daddy’s buds
is a member. A Poker Run is where a pack
of bikers ride between 5 or 6 bars. At each one you pick a card from a deck and
it is written down on your score card.
This is how you get your poker hand.
I wished I was
dead on the first stretch because my ass hurt so bad! I felt like my tail bone
area was being ripped in two! This was the longest I had ever been on the back
of the Fatboy. I finally rolled up my sweatshirt and stuck it in the gap
between the seat and backrest. Finally relief!!!
When we got to the
check in it was like a scene from Sons of Anarchy or something. These people
were HARD CORE Live to Ride bikers. I was a little uncomfortable I was pretty
sure they could tell that I was a poser, sorority girl biker. I am sure my cute
Harley clothes and New Balance tennies outed me. Big Daddy blends in a little
more and doesn’t scream “White Collar Biker” unless he is wearing his khakis
and polo shirt (as he does when he rides to work every day).
I love those…memes?
That show different pictures of thing like “This is how I think I look…this is
what society thinks, etc.”
This is what I
THINK we look like…
This is what the
other Bikers REALLY looked like…
(We ALWAYS wear Helmets!!!)
(Note rolled up sweatshirt behind my ass.)
(Note rolled up sweatshirt behind my ass.)