Fun in the Sun

I'm going to start off today's post by making a small apology to my best friend Greg. You see, Greg and I have a kind of unofficial ritual where I drop by his house every other weekend and hang out for a couple of hours, and I haven't done so since our annual boys' trip, which ended in early June. Two weeks ago, I went to Des Moines for the 4th of July. I had a great time, seeing some of my high school classmates friends, so I missed him that weekend. Yesterday, I went on a poker run, so I missed yesterday as well. And next time I'll be on family vacation, so by the time I actually get around to dropping by, about two months will have passed. Sorry, Greg.

Now, for the poker run. I'll start out by saying it was a blast! I've never been on a ride with anywhere near the amount of riders I saw yesterday. There were about 150 bikes, and I estimate that the line of bikes stretched for about a quarter mile!

To make it even cooler, we had police escorts part of the way, who blocked traffic so we could stay together and ride without stopping. I also got to see a couple of friends that I hadn't seen for a long time. In fact, one of the guys helped organize the poker run.

I also took my older daughter with me, so we spent the entire afternoon together... hanging out, and chatting about nothing in particular. Since she's almost 18, and has a life of her own, I particularly cherish these times together, because I know that they won't last forever.

At the end of the run, a guy walked up to me and commented on the Marine Corps T-Shirt I was wearing. He was in the Corps as well, and it turned out that we served during the same years, and were even at the same base for a while. Talk about a small world!

I had a great time yesterday, and I'd like to thank Dan for inviting me on the run. It's definitely something I'd do again if the opportunity presented itself.