You know how I’ve been grumbling about all of the road walking? Tedious, hard on the feet, not what I signed up for blah blah blah.
I now LOVE road walking. If I hadn’t been on the road today I would have missed being passed by 278 motorbikes, followed by another 48.
Oh the noise!
That bass rumble.
The earth and air vibrating. My heart thudding.
I felt really alive with kinetic energy, as if the throaty growls were inside my veins.
The bikes just went on and on. 278. That’s a lot!
I had been walking just off the road and just stood there, watching, grinning from ear to ear.
There were lots and lots of Harleys and some other road bikes (not a dirt bike to be seen).
It was the Christmas Toy Run. And it was magnificent.
Like being at a heavy rock gig except with long block engines and straight pipes instead of guitars and drums.
Oh how I miss my bike riding days.
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