Surrey
Jun 14, 2009
Mayhem in Surrey.
Sissy bar destroys local garage.
It was a night of mayhem in Surrey last night;
Chopper Ron, behind schedule for a relaxing night at Rick's house, decided that he would take a short cut.
Not realizing the full height of his sissy bar he ended up demolishing a carport in the process.
Neither Ron nor the sissy bar were injured in the incident.
Apr 28, 2009
Four days of riding.
Managed to get four days of riding in....must be spring.
With the weather being what it was last weekend I found myself riding all four days. It started with the Thursday ride in Surrey; short and sweet...out to the lake and back. On Friday, even though I wasn't originally going to go on the Friday night ride, the weather just kept on getting better. After talking to Ron and realizing he was going I couldn't say no. And then of course Saturday was Chuck's birthday and though I wasn't sure about this ride I ended up going as well. Sure am glad that I did; very good ride and couldn't ask for better weather. The ride started early and was on a Saturday so there were a lot of people everywhere. Took a few clips;
Sunday rolled around and there I was driving into Langley to go on another birthday ride - this one belonging to Ryan. Took a few clips of this as well....
Feb 11, 2008
CHOPPERS AND SNOW
This week Thursday somehow crept up on me and the thought of riding had somehow slipped my mind. This is rare but the weather had been lousy all day and I was sure there wouldn't be a ride. I was wrong.
By the time I made it over to hook up with the usual suspects there was already six of us and we were to meet up with Pascal later on for a total of seven....not bad for a night that was calling for more cold with the possibility of rain. We headed over to the beer and wine store for refreshments and then off to the Timbers for a round at the lake.
As we approached the entrance to the park we were all aware that there would be some snow...just as it had been the last few times we rode into the park. What none of us expected, however, was not so much the snow but the long sections of thick slush and wet snow covering up solid patches of ice. It was no country for the choppers; all of us, at some point in time, had to get off our bikes and walk our trusty steeds.
We stayed for a quick round at the dock of the bay, made some offerings to the gods and then headed back to the local pub for refreshments. Food, drinks and the good company of friends made for a great time and before we knew it it was time to head for home. For an unexpected night of riding it turned out to be a pretty good ride on a pretty good night.


