I was up before dawn and on the road minutes before the sun poked its nose over the horizon. It was COLD.
Was at Harley by 7:30 after stopping to buy gas. I forgot to fill up at my pumps. Dumb ass.
Yesterday’s ride was about suicide and suicide awareness. We left Harley with 20 riders and 8 state police motorcycle escorts. It was very cool riding with them.
We drove all the way without stopping. Red lights were ignored and we made great time.
We had a pit stop at the Pilar visitor center and picked up another 12 riders from the Arch Angels Motorcycle Club, retired military who’ve lost friends and loved ones to suicide. 40 strong, we rode into Taos and made our way to the bridge outside of Taos, the site of more suicides that any other location in the U.S.
Very moving event.
I am a husband, father, grandfather, friend, business owner, traveller, Harley rider, citizen, patriot, gun owner, politically eclectic person of strange personal habits. I support police, trust no politicians, and can argue any side of an argument just to amuse myself. People love me or hate me and those that are in-between don't know me.
