A few times, they've actually taken bikes down...and then 40 or 50 other bikers stopped to 'speak with them'...and the trooper escorts turned a blind eye.
Last year, a driver barreled from the left lane right through the pack to take an exit ramp on the right side of the group.
By the time we got there, I mistook the bloodied driver for the downed biker.
[he was down over the bank out of sight and fairly okay. can't say the same for the driver]
We had to stop for the ambulances coming and nobody said a word to the bikers about the driver.
Troopers just hauled him off.
When you have to risk your life just to get money together for the local VA hospital benefit, something's really messed up in this world.
A lot of people pack their kids on the back of their bikes.
Much as the little tykes love it, I ~really~ wish they'd leave them home.
I couldn't stand seeing a kid on the road and the parents don't seem to understand that being in the 'safety' of thousands of bikes is no guarantee.
Years ago I never worried about someone purposefully hitting us. Things have changed. Our “me” society is growing dangerous.