Friday the Thirteenth is a pretty awesome day if you're a biker in Ontario. Coz that's the day you saddle up and head to Port Dover, a normally sleepy little fishing village on the north shore of Lake Erie.This biker non-event been going on for over two decades; starting out with a few dozen guys sitting in the Zoo over beers. Last year saw over 75,000 bikers and spectators. What a blast! Black leather and tattoos as far as the eye could see *grin. ---->
Now this happens every Friday the Thirtheenth, regardless of weather. Hunny Bunny went to the December one a few years ago...the frostiest one I've been to was in November.
I so want to be there today. It could very well be the last riding day of the season up here as it's getting a tad too frosty for my tastes. (Note to self: next bike has heated hand grips. Yes I am a weenie.)
Hunny Bunny and I sat in bed this morning, sipping coffee and debating doing the ride. But we both have commitments today, and that responsible adult gene kicked in (dammit!). So instead of being "knees to the breeze" singing loudly within the confines of my helmet, I'm sitting quietly in the school looking wistfully at the blue, blue skies. Sigh.
Amen to the heated grips. I love mine. I need to add some hand gaurds as well to help deflect the wind. mmmmmmm... toasty
Awwwww - you so deserve to be there girl! Your so damn responsible :)