Having just turned forty, my bladder seemingly immediately shrank by several orders of magnitude requiring me to … well, you know. On a trip to … well, you know, as I was walking by the front desk of the Red Lion, I saw some dork standing there in full riding leathers with a goofy-looking yellow helmet on. Hmm.... Who, you ask, could that dork possibly be??
Yep – the one and only Old Michael. After he got himself settled, he came in and joined us at in the bar. (That's him on the right.)
I think the beers were kicking in since I was starting to do the self-taken picture thing again.
When we first got to the hotel (and I discovered my reservation gaffe), another guy rolled in looking for a room. He was also denied and we wound up a couple door down from him at our hotel, and he walked in here for a bite to eat. We just couldn't get away from the guy! Damn if I can remember his name, but he was a nice enough fella from Alberta riding (I think) an HD Heritage Softail. I think I freaked him out when I took this picture; it was worth it.
Eventually the WFO folks' dinner dispersed and some of 'em found their way back in the bar, including Mr. & Mrs. ShinyPartsUp. We talked with these two for quite a while and found ourselves laughing a lot. Damn good people.
And, of course, Old Michael, one of the guys I really wanted to meet while we were out there. We had a blast hanging out with him – he's got a quick wit tethered to a dry sense of humor that I can appreciate.
We also got to see Fairlaner again – we met him in Tennessee at EOM '09. He'd spent time on the phone with me helping to walk me through how to wire up the FF50's on the FJR. Wouldn't have been able to get that done without his help. British humour, though. I just don't get it.
After a while, the crowd inside migrated outside for the parking lot BS'ing which is a staple of all FJR owners rallies we've been to.
So there was this guy, Carver, being That Guy with Dolly. Shiny looks like he's a **** producer or something doing a lighting check. Weirdo. And that's Petey in the background, prolly getting ready to use his mad ninja skillz again and sneak up behind me to scare the bejeezus out of me. Again.
Get yer tongue back in yer mouth, Carver, ya perv.
Me and Carver. Pretty sure the beer was kicking in by now.
Dolly was making the rounds.
Me and madmike2.
MM2 and Dolly seemed to, ahem, get along OK.
There was another WFO attendee that we were really looking forward to meeting. Tyler. If you're not familiar with Tyler's story, go and Google Tyler Risk. Tyler was in a very serious motorcycle accident about a year ago and her condition was touch-and-go. But there she was, and after following along on her journey since her accident, it was an honest pleasure to be able to meet her, give her a big hug and talk with her a bit. Here's Sooze, Tyler and that damn Dolly again...
Here we have (left-to-right) Hans (JamesBurleigh), Greg (Gregory), Mike (in back, AKA ShinyPartsUp), Tyler, me, Mike (madmike2) in back, Sooze in front, and Karl (airboss), who was sporting a busted-up shoulder due to a recent little get-off of his own.
Good times, folks. Good times indeed. Notice that everyone in this picture (that you can see) is smiling? That ain't because of the beer. Not at all.