Saturday I went out on my first long ride in a few weeks. I super-slabbed down to Sweetwater Harley-Davidson where they were getting ready to host a wounded warrior type event. I got to speak with Jim Greenwood, a long-time friend and their event manager. While he was very busy with the upcoming event later that morning we visited briefly and he put out more flyers for the EXTORTION ONE SEVEN Memorial Poker Run on August 2nd, 2014. I walked around a bit talking to a fellow CMA member and other riders. When their ride took off it was also the same time as our "kick stands up" KSU time, so I rolled out to pre-run our route. We aren't changing things up too much through the card stops, but I also wanted to do some riding! Since I have "Columbus Disease" I also wanted to ensure the route wasn't too technical, had too much traffic or hard to find turns. Actually it's the opposite-many of the turns are at "T" intersections, so even without stars, a sextant and charts I was able to run the route. We also avoid freeways for 2/3s the mileage, so it will be a good nearly 90 mile ride between the two dealerships. The ride ends at the new San Diego Harley-Davidson dealership. So if you are anywhere near San Diego the first weekend in August, come out August 2nd to the 2nd Annual EXTORTION ONE SEVEN Memorial Poker Run!
The third card stop is the Poway VFW Post 7907, aka "my post" as I am a lifetime member. For a number of years I knew we had a motorcycling living legend as a member but had never met him. Well, Saturday as I enjoyed a short break from the ride and a cup of coffee, one of my friends said, "You know Everett is here, don't you?" I said no as I hadn't met him so I didn't recognize which WW II vet across the bar he was. So I was introduced to Everett Brashear, AMA Motorcycle Museum Hall of Fame member and fellow Naval mine-countermeasures warrior! 88 year's old but still sharp and has a grip that nearly broke my hand. I wish I hadn't been on a timed run or I would have stayed half the afternoon listening to his stories of working for just about every motorcycle maker of note and helping clear south Pacific islands of mines during and right after World War II. I hope to see him at the post again, and want to invite him to be an honored guest "dealer" at the card stop.
Sunday I didn't ride nearly as far but after supper went out to the bike to ride him and noticed it had cooled off just enough to be great for riding. So I turned left instead of right and took a short loop I enjoy riding. On the way out I noticed a Dad with at least one daughter riding a pee wee sized dirt bike. I smiled inside my helmet and made a note to slow down on the way back. Well sure enough on the way back I saw it wasn't just one little girl on a small dirb bike, but her sister was also turning laps around their field, but she was on a dirt bike with training wheels! What an awesome Dad-so I slowed enough to shout, "You win awesome Dad of the weekend!" which made him smile. So the cycle begins again-Everett Brashear telling me of his racing exploits before any of us were born while a Dad teaches his little girls how to ride and potentially race.
In the wind, or in the air-
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