Yesterday I went on a police-escorted ride which always happens to be held on the same date as the DC Pride Festival in Washington, DC. I have gone on this ride held the second Sunday of June for many years. (2013; 2012 2011…)
As I have posted several times before, going to the DC Pride Festival is about the last thing…
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Sunday, I had the pleasure of using my touring class Harley to take a long ride. But before I gave myself a day off, I had to cram a lot of work into one day on the day before.
It is also a weekend when hundreds of thousands of motorcyclists put on their leather vests depicting their affiliation, club, military, or veteran’s organization and descend on Washington, DC,…
As you saw on this blog yesterday, I rode in an organized, police-escorted motorcycle ride in downtown DC on Sunday. The event was called the “Law Ride,” and kicks off Police Week in Washington, DC. The ride is held to pay respects to law enforcement officers who have died in the line of duty.
Yesterday, I rode in a charity motorcycle ride. This was to raise funds for research on a disease that took the life of my home county’s beloved Fire Chief. I had worked with that Chief years ago as I began my Senior Safety Saturday project. He could not have been more supportive.
The title of this post may be puzzling for some readers. One would think that as enthusiastically as I write about riding my Harley, that I would find every opportunity to ride whenever I can.
This winter has been the winter that won’t quit. I was able to get my Harley out and ride a few days last week, but otherwise, it has been cold. Damn cold. My gardens and trees usually show some life by this time of year, but not this year. Everything except the Hellebore is dormant.