We woke up to firecracker noise. Thanks Griz... Gina hid the rest of the fireworks after she lit off a trio while Griz was in the outdoor shower (remind you of something, Fighter?). Jim O. and I started wiring up Griz's new lights and we made plans for the days Buffalo Stampede rally events.
We hit the rally campground later and set up for the Police escort into town. There was a good number of bikes that showed up! Griz was first behind the cop car. Damn, it was slow. Used a lot of clutch on that ride. A block of Spearfish was blocked off on Main and we parked right in the middle. Vendors, music, poker walk, Brats, Beer... Great time. We met a rider from Anchorage on a F650. He was a shoe in for the distance award (by 10 miles). Gina then convinced the rally director (Aaron) to offer a two up award "because all the real rally's do". How could he argue with that? The Alaskans walked off with the awards. Of all the prizes donated, Barb's Butt Pads were the most sought after!
Live band at the campgound that night, but we had our own gathering at Headquarters. Never a dull moment around here.
Great Rally so far!!
Combat Touring Division
Two up Pterrorists
Take no prisoners - Leave no witnesses