Presented by The Skull Hill Biker Church for the benefit of the Guardians of the Purple Heart.
The event was held at the Grace Fellowship Church of Baltic. My friend Richard met us at our house, and we took a nice back roads ride down. The weather was quite nice and my wife went, too. Tickets were $10 a piece and it was my turn to buy breakfast (not really, but Richard forgot... Hee Hee) I gave them $40 and said keep it for an extra donation. Breakfast was served inside from the church kitchen, and as is usual, eating outside somehow makes the food taste even better. A wide assortment of breakfast delights and all you can eat. One of the "other things Bikers can cook" was a sweet potato and corn bread pie. Baked and mashed sweet potatoes, covered with corn bread batter and baked in a large flat pan. That was a sweet and yummy breakfast side. There were several motorcycle clubs that were represented, and which is the tradition, shall remain unidentified. After breakfast we hung out for a while to socialize with a mix of bikers and Christian church goers. Masks only worn inside to get food, and as my usual, only to keep the church from getting any grief from the tyrants in Hartford. Outside was very "old normal" with no masks or bullshit distancing.
My wife is always worried she will feel left out because "she doesn't know anybody" on rides or at events. But as she has found out on these last two outings, everyone is warm and friendly and make her feel welcome. She had a good time again, plus she finally got to meet "Scarecrow" (actually the Pastor of Grace Fellowship Church) that I refer to all the time. Nothing like putting a face to a name. We were going to go straight home by a longer route, but she got a text from our niece asking if we wanted to go to her travel team soccer game. We didn't have to be home until 2 PM, so we went. We showed up at this large recreational multiple playing field area on bikes in our leathers. We walked past all the families to get to the field where my niece was playing, and probably freaked out a bunch of people. "OMG Karen, look... outlaw bikers! What are THEY doing here?" My sister-in-law likes to poke fun at me for being such a biker and being dressed in my leather, and asking my wife when she was going to get hers. I don't mind at all, because I know what a funny wise-ass she is.
I stopped by Cycle Gear in Manchester to kill some time while getting the windshield replaced on the wife's RAV-4 later Saturday afternoon. SafeLite claims they will do the replacement on your property at your convenience... EXCEPT when you have a vehicle full of nanny technology with special sensors in the windshield assembly. Then you have to go to their shop, at the appointed time for two hours. One hour for glass replacement and one hour for sensor calibration. Anyway, I walked down Tolland Turnpike to Cycle Gear and bought 3 Guardian Bells. These are small cast bells you hang anywhere on a motorcycle to trap evil road spirits so they can't ruin a ride. They're just little good luck charms that everyone has on their bike, but here's the kicker, in order to "work" you can't buy it for your self. It has to be a gift. They are $13 a piece and I will keep them with me and give them away as necessary. From there I went down to Lynch Toyota to use the restroom and ogle new Tundras. Big disappointment. The one and only truck on the entire lot for sale was a used 2018 Tacoma. When I went in to use the restroom, I ran into the parts guy I always deal with and asked him where the trucks are. He said due to COVID-19 shutdowns, there is no new inventory. The factories are just getting restarted. I did notice the lot was full of shitty little Prius' that no one wants, though.