Saturday Brian and I went on the Covered bridge run in Vermont. We met up with some of Berkshire County Hells Angles and a cast of assorted people, at Ronnie's Harley Davidson of Pittsfield. We actually were early for a change. That's because after two cups of coffee Brian had no choice but to get up if you know what I mean.
We left and rode as a group to Bennington Harley Davidson, where we met up with more members and assorted friends and other clubs. After some socialization and shopping we left. A member asked Brian to do some traffic blocking so I ended up riding in the pack by myself. Now I have ridden in a small pack before but never with the Angles. I wanted to make sure that I didn't embarrass my self or my husband.
It was a really nice ride. The pack rode around the Bennington war memorial in tribute to all the Vermont War Veterans. Then we headed north right into a blinding rain storm. My face stung from the rain, but no one pulled over and I wasn't going to be the only one to woos out. After a thorough soaking, we continued to the gas break. I of course had to go to the ladies room and of course during my business I heard the bikes start up. I was almost the last to leave.
I started out at the beginning of the pack next to this guy on an Iron head Sporster. It was a good thing that I was delayed because at the first Covered Bridge, he ended up going down in the dirt. If I had been next to him, he could have taken me down with him.
The pack left and wound its way through several more Covered Bridges and ended up at a property where the Mudders Day event was held. I ate some burgers and dogs and drank some water and soda and departed for home.
It was a lot of fun to ride in such a large pack, for me 75 bikes is a large pack. There were only 3 girl riders. I think we did pretty good. Ok 2 of us did. I even got a compliment. One guy said that I could ride and that I rode better than some guys did. That's awesome. But some day I hope to here that I ride better than most guys. Everybody has to have a goal.