It was that time of year again. Memorial Day. And it wouldn’t be Memorial Day without a weekend in Coudersport on the bike.
This year the weather gods smiled on us and granted us sunshine and warmth. The bearded guy even managed to get off early (thanks boss!) and we were able to drive in daylight. A few of our group arrived early and set out on an afternoon ride. Unfortunately, there was an incident which sent a couple of our merry band home before the weekend even really began. That took the wind out of our sails for a bit the next morning, but after a few corners we got our mojo back and the ride on Saturday was one of the best ever.
The ride through the national forests and parks is so beautiful and tranquil. Winding through the tree-lined roads, past streams and look-outs. On this particular day, as we meandered … ok, more like careened … we were showered with delicate, yellow butterflies that fluttered down on us like confetti. Aaaaaand …. sometimes splattered all over our visors. In spite of the carnage those bright, sunny creatures made me smile.
A late lunch and we headed back to the Laurelwood for some socializing and sipping. After a delicious dinner Paul was kind enough to gather the band and together we sang a few songs, struggled through one or two, and just had a blast.
Thanks, again, everybody, for a great time with fantastic people! Here are a few pics from the “back seat”
Aaaand … we’re off!
The remnants of the carnage ….
No helmet … and SHORTS!
Remember the haunted house from 2 years ago? Well, apparently the ghosts have been evicted. Can’t wait to see it all done.