Sturgis

The concept of 200,000+ bikes in one general area is an interesting one, and when you actually experience all the bikes on the road it’s very cool, but then when you get to Main Street in Sturgis---wowza, unreal. So many cool bikes, so many really nice people (even the guys running the Hell’s Angels store were nice), just a blast. After Alberto got his bike bikini-washed we toured some of downtown Sturgis and sampled a few of the cold beverages that were being purveyed. Saw people and bikes from all over the country, and quite a few riders from overseas. But it was about 100 and so we needed some wind to cool us down, so we took our first run. One of the things you do is to go on rides (runs) in the Black Hills, because the roads are stunning, so we started small with Spearfish Canyon. Jutty cliffs, some nice waterfalls, a little stream alongside keeping the temps cool. Scott continues to have to spank the security technology of his bike—I wouldn’t want to be the rental guy in Boulder that Scott will be meeting with on Tuesday. Anyway, I’m hoping to somehow get the software to get to the pics, because a picture is worth a thousand words, and a picture of tens of thousands of bikes is worth, like…a lot. Saturday it’s off to Mount Rushmore, the Crazy Horse Memorial, and who knows where else.