This made my skin crawl:
“They rode in a staggered formation, the front wheel of each long bike near the side of the bike in front.”
No no no!
TOO close!
I don’t go on benefit poker runs anymore because of stuff like this.
Getting a couple hundred bikes together to haul ass over hither and yon with plenty of beer stops along the way is _nerve wracking_.
Everybody’s in a big ass hurry to get to the next whiskey bar [apologies to Morrison] and things only get worse as the ride goes on.
We were on some split lane road in WV when the riders in front of us started ‘clumping up’ and we see could a few of them weaving too much as they approached a stop light to make a left turn.
One biker looked as though he were going to drop his bike and I yelled into hubby’s ear to go around him but there was no room to do so because of fast moving traffic in the straight through lane.
Hubby just said “We’ll go over him, if we have to.”
He was *not* going to get -us- hit by traffic from the rear because of drunks going down in front of us.
Luckily the guy recovered which was great because he was somebody we really liked a lot.
And do you think that slowed anybody’s alcohol intake down one bit?
Nope.
And that was the last one I ever went on.
I already saw one friend I loved run down by a drunk sow driving a van and it’s screwed up my head permanently.
Don’t need a “refresher”.
I wonder if they ever found the Civic driver?
I know I couldn’t live with myself, knowing I’d caused people to die.
I've done a small "group" ride with my wife and son. We have a favorite loop that is 67 miles long. It's a pleasant trip with mountains, meadows and lots of wildlife.