I sure picked a good weekend to get away, cause this week has been hectic.... anyway, back to my thread.

I have some pics ordered from Killboy, I'll post some when they become available for download.
I also have some video clips to post to youtube, I'll get to it, eventually.

Most ironic thing heard all weekend:
I was up at the overlook talking with some sportbikers (my favorite people after Crossfire people) on Saturday when a slow car came thru with three cars behind it and four Harleys. The Harleys stopped, and one guy got off his bike, yanked his helmet off, and said, "That was retarded, I can go thru faster than that..."

So, if a Harley slows YOU up, that is just fine. But if you slow up a Harley, you are "retarded".


Most surprising thing seen all weekend:
There is a Killboy shot of me aside the road at a Killboy location, I am adjusting the camera affixed to the windshield. (Not surprising, but this was...) Just after I got it set up, I walked around the car to the passenger side to watch the traffic pass, a line of traffic came along, led by a lone Harley. He pulled up behind me, let traffic pass, and took off.

No, really - a Harley pulled over to let cars by!
Sorry, I don't have photographic evidence of this event but I don't make stuff up (other than stories about imaginary girlfriends half my age).


Why I like Sport bikers:
Well, first of all, when I can keep up with them, they make me feel like a man!

Second, they are usually very friendly - and this trip was no exception. Three times I ran with them, two times I let 'em by and kept up with them - once I saw them behind me and took off to see if I could keep 'em at least 200 feet behind me. Once our runs were over, they'd always wave back.

Third, this time, I was at the aforementioned overlook (when the Harley guy ran his mouth) - and when I FIRST got there, two bikers came up to compliment me on the car. THey actually knew the car very well, these guys were 19 and 20 and from upstate New York and were at the Dragon for the first time.

We talked for a while and ran together to the far end of the Dragon. We then turned around and tried running the entire Dragon, them in the lead this time. We got behind slow traffic about three miles past the overlook and pulled over. We talked a bit, then they headed on towards the Gap, I turned around and headed back to the far end.

Best part was as we were parting, the one kid yellled, "Hey, Mark, be safe - and you sure are a helluva lot more fun than my Dad!"

Hey, first, he did NOT say "Granddad", second - it was a compliment, made me feel good! It made me remember how much fun I had working with the teens of Camelot Theater in Griffin.