Reno ad nauseum
Poker runs. Who the hell gets up this early????
After a night of gambling, drinking, and in my case, too many cigars, we woke up on Saturday around 9:30. We had wanted to go on the poker run but the minute I opened the curtains in the room I realized that was not going to happen.
The rain was pounding, the hail was falling and the air was freakin' cold. Uh....summer in Reno anyone? WTF??? Were we doomed to spend the day in the casino along with a bunch of other pissed off bikers? I could see it now, drunk by noon, losing money at the tables and bored out of my mind by 3:00.
I went down to get some coffee and while in line, heard some gal talking about mudlides and waterspouts back down in L.A. Nice. With luck, a tornado would strike us all shortly and put us out of our upcoming misery.
Back up in the room, drinking coffe and figuring what we'd do for the day, we looked out the window and saw the clouds breaking and the sun coming out. HEY! Maybe it would be a good day for the run after all.
By the time we got down to the bike, the skies were gorgeous: deep blue with huge puffy clouds opening up. We got on Lucille and started riding out to the sign up for the poker run.
About 15 minutes out we realized there was no way we'd make it to the sign up by 11:00 so we figured out Plan B: Ride up to Virginia City. I had no idea where it was or the history of the town but we started following the signs and started climbing into the mountains along with hundreds of other bikes. The clouds started rolling in again.
After a night of gambling, drinking, and in my case, too many cigars, we woke up on Saturday around 9:30. We had wanted to go on the poker run but the minute I opened the curtains in the room I realized that was not going to happen.
The rain was pounding, the hail was falling and the air was freakin' cold. Uh....summer in Reno anyone? WTF??? Were we doomed to spend the day in the casino along with a bunch of other pissed off bikers? I could see it now, drunk by noon, losing money at the tables and bored out of my mind by 3:00.
I went down to get some coffee and while in line, heard some gal talking about mudlides and waterspouts back down in L.A. Nice. With luck, a tornado would strike us all shortly and put us out of our upcoming misery.
Back up in the room, drinking coffe and figuring what we'd do for the day, we looked out the window and saw the clouds breaking and the sun coming out. HEY! Maybe it would be a good day for the run after all.
By the time we got down to the bike, the skies were gorgeous: deep blue with huge puffy clouds opening up. We got on Lucille and started riding out to the sign up for the poker run.
About 15 minutes out we realized there was no way we'd make it to the sign up by 11:00 so we figured out Plan B: Ride up to Virginia City. I had no idea where it was or the history of the town but we started following the signs and started climbing into the mountains along with hundreds of other bikes. The clouds started rolling in again.
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