Well another BMR has taken its place in history and I came home completely exhausted. I'm glad I had Monday to recover, because I was so tired I actually had an exhaustion hang over. I'll tell you what though, it was worth it. The venue this year wasn't the best, but most of the problems stemmed from the staff being used to the older bagger crowd getting off on "Born to be Wild" and not being used to this crowd preferring Slayer or Dead Kennedys instead.
As usual the people are what made this weekend so much fun. The ride up was great, the people I talked to all weekend were out of this world and the ride home ended up with me getting inside my own skull. But I'll get to all of that over the next few days as I post the pictures. I slacked off a little this year and only took 350 pics instead of the over 400 I took last year. I guess y'all will get over it.
Thursday morning I met up with the Haints crew at the Dojo since the guys from my side of town had family commitments or other reasons they couldn't go. That's what happens when dates change and holidays and the associated traditions are infringed upon. That's OK, it gave me a chance to ride with Pickett and Frank as well as the other guys. I don't get much of chance to hang with them because of kids and family stuff getting in the way. The ride up was pretty uneventful, just a nice ride down Hwy 11 until we got to Trenton, Georgia where Nick's coil died (good ol' Taiwan Ted stuff). We thought it was the points and tried to get it running for a little while, but then Nick decided to toss it in the truck and fix it when we got there. So off went again until we stopped at a cool little BBQ joint in Chattanooga for lunch that ended up being pretty damn good.
Our bellies full we took off again and covered a few miles of interstate then hit the good old back roads again. We ended up coming in from Ocoee and cutting across the mountain past last years event site. After stopping for gas at the cool little gas station in Reliance we rolled on across to the Tellico Plains Biker Rally campsite where we checked in, got settled in and commenced to hanging out with the other early arrivals.
Nick getting ready to leave the Dojo. Thanks for letting me tag along it was a fun ride!
Pickett on what used to be his Nightster.
Saw this dude on a VW trike pulling up to an intersection we were stopped at.
Rolling up Hwy 11.
Checking out Nicks slabside shovel in Trenton, Georgia. We thought it was the points, but it was determined later to the damn cheap V-twin coil.
Neat old Texaco station near Reliance, Tenn.
J-Rod from the BDAC was the first person I saw that I knew. He rode up solo and hung out with us until the rest of the idiots...... I mean our friends showed up.
Our bikes parked across from our tents.
One of the guys hanging out with Hugh and the crew from Hugh's Handbuilt. I wanted to get a bunch of shots later without the underwear, but he left before I could get around to it.
Darren rolling in telling me that I'm number one!
More pics to come, I'll also be doing a write up for 45dgree and will post about that when I finally get around to writing it and it gets posted.
As usual the people are what made this weekend so much fun. The ride up was great, the people I talked to all weekend were out of this world and the ride home ended up with me getting inside my own skull. But I'll get to all of that over the next few days as I post the pictures. I slacked off a little this year and only took 350 pics instead of the over 400 I took last year. I guess y'all will get over it.
Thursday morning I met up with the Haints crew at the Dojo since the guys from my side of town had family commitments or other reasons they couldn't go. That's what happens when dates change and holidays and the associated traditions are infringed upon. That's OK, it gave me a chance to ride with Pickett and Frank as well as the other guys. I don't get much of chance to hang with them because of kids and family stuff getting in the way. The ride up was pretty uneventful, just a nice ride down Hwy 11 until we got to Trenton, Georgia where Nick's coil died (good ol' Taiwan Ted stuff). We thought it was the points and tried to get it running for a little while, but then Nick decided to toss it in the truck and fix it when we got there. So off went again until we stopped at a cool little BBQ joint in Chattanooga for lunch that ended up being pretty damn good.
Our bellies full we took off again and covered a few miles of interstate then hit the good old back roads again. We ended up coming in from Ocoee and cutting across the mountain past last years event site. After stopping for gas at the cool little gas station in Reliance we rolled on across to the Tellico Plains Biker Rally campsite where we checked in, got settled in and commenced to hanging out with the other early arrivals.
More pics to come, I'll also be doing a write up for 45dgree and will post about that when I finally get around to writing it and it gets posted.
Redneck GPS and all.
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