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With the warm weather here a yearly ritual is back in full swing. Every Sunday morning around 9AM waitresses at Michael’s Bar & Grill bring pots of coffee outside along with plenty of cups, creamer and sugar. Menus are put out on the benches in the patio area facing the parking lot. Munenn and I pulled into the parking lot and parked next to the wall separating the patio area with the parking lot. Three other bikers were also there. Within thirty minutes the parking lot became jam packed with motorcycles of every brand and style. From customized tourers to sportbikes, café racers, and cruisers. Young and old, husbands and wives all came to enjoy the morning and share a cup a coffee with other motorcycle enthusiasts.
Walking around the parking lot taking pictures of the morning attendees I couldn’t keep up with the influx of bikers. Four cruisers would rumble in. Behind them another three sportbikes. If awards were going to be given out, the award for most original motorcycle accessory would go to the owner of the Gold Wing with a Corvette for a trailer.
The attire ranged from full race track leathers to retro style chaps and goggles. The best part of this ritual is the fact that different styles of riders all come together to enjoy each others company.
By Noon the participants started to mount their bikes and head off. Some going for quiet leisurely rides alone on country roads. Others leaving in groups bigger than when they arrived. When Munenn and I left the parking lot and got back on the main road we passed a decent amount of bikers. With the traditional wave between riders as we passed each other, the warm weather and biking season has been ushered in.
Walking around the parking lot taking pictures of the morning attendees I couldn’t keep up with the influx of bikers. Four cruisers would rumble in. Behind them another three sportbikes. If awards were going to be given out, the award for most original motorcycle accessory would go to the owner of the Gold Wing with a Corvette for a trailer.
The attire ranged from full race track leathers to retro style chaps and goggles. The best part of this ritual is the fact that different styles of riders all come together to enjoy each others company.
By Noon the participants started to mount their bikes and head off. Some going for quiet leisurely rides alone on country roads. Others leaving in groups bigger than when they arrived. When Munenn and I left the parking lot and got back on the main road we passed a decent amount of bikers. With the traditional wave between riders as we passed each other, the warm weather and biking season has been ushered in.
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