Sturgis By the River '10

Rick and Jen wanted to visit Sturgis By The River this weekend (June 18) so Tim and I accompanied them. It was a wet soggy mess again but not as bad as last year.

A guy wearing a Poopy's T-shirt. Brought back painful memories.

Muddy mess just like last year.

Gee. Must not have got enough attention when he was a kid, when this would have seemed kind of OK, but not when you are 30+.

Technical lingo for extinguisher.

Big Dog bikes are nice, and I assume very very expensive.

It was a nice day for a ride and we hooked up with a biker in front of us who guided our way to the fairgrounds. We got there early so crowds weren't too bad. Afterwards we travelled to Muscatine via Buffalo and the Marina where we had a bite to eat. Later that evening we then went into Galesburg for a DQ. On the way home as the sun was setting I noticed a deer to my left just as we hit the North Henderson road (BFE Bypass) and just like that a couple more crossed from my right. Sure tensed me up and slowed down into town. That stuff scares me.

Be sure to check out Monday's blog post. You won't want to miss the Wall of Death videos!

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