Motorcycle rally’s are a curious thing.

To the uninitiated most of it may seem adolescent, crazy, dangerous and just plain stupid.

Those of us who occasionally attend these events…..would probably agree.

In it’s purist intention, it is a place to come together and visit with old friends, compare notes (and bikes)witness feats of motorcycle building and riding skills and shop for new stuff for said bike.

All these things do happen of course.

It’s when you put 200,000 folks in an 8 block area of downtown Galveston that things get, well a little bit crazy.

Nudity , in some form or other is everywhere. Don’t get me wrong, I’m a strong supporter of nakedness when ever possible, but some folks really should never be seen with anything short of a choir robe on. Even then, at a distance is best.

Alcohol is in abundance. And even though the Galveston P.D. did an excellent job of keeping the idiots at bay, (they really do deserve a big pat on the back) stupidity was abound,  Evidence in the occasional Ambulance siren wale. No word on whether anyone actually got seriously hurt or worse, but it has been known to happen.

The crowd.

Man it was crowded. Friday was not too bad, but Saturday was unbelievable. If you tried to go anywhere,(by foot of course, riding a bike at this point was impossible) you were packed together like sardines in a can.

But even with all that, the crowds, the booze and the, shall we say, body awareness challenged,

The event crowd was well mannered and polite. No guns, knives or other forms of bullshit that we could tell. Everyone seemed to get along and enjoy the experience of the experience.

Will I return? You bet.

There’s always hope some of those folks will get on a work out plan.

dh

more to follow as I get ’em, stay tuned,