Riding in Rememberance
Three of our members participated in the "Riding in Rememberance" ride on Saturday. Ivy and Ann biked 79 miles while Scott traded in his spandex for leather and rode a motorcycle.
Ann's view of the day:
The ride went really, really good. Everyone liked the course, it was challenging, but so scenic, it didn't matter. The cause of course was great, we rode to honor as well as to raise funds for two local Veterans organizations. I am an Army veteran, served in Saudi during Desert Storm/Sheild. Ivy is prior military as well. We plan on doing it again next year, everyone in attendance said they would absolutely do it again next year! Hopefully we can get an even bigger turn out year 2 :) The course was GREAT! but challenging, as it was pretty rolling/hilly, but very scenic. We had great rest stops/sag vehicle that rode to each rest stop with our stuff in it if we wanted, cold water/gatorage and fuel/food. Super great company, we ended up with the dozen riders we were shooting for I believe... next year, we hope to have at least 30 (secretly I'd love 40-50! :)
Scott's view of the day:
I didn't really know what I was in for in doing the Veterans Ride. One does not have to be a veteran (I am not), but simply be a supporter of our veterans. I made a small contribution to support the cause and I was in. The ride was made up of over 500 motorcycles and then followed by an assortment of sports cars. I fall into the later group. We drove with police escort from Green Bay east to the lake and south to Mishicot. The amazing part of this was all the people lining the route clapping and waving American flags. Wow. Whole families, Grandparents to little ones, waving flags in support of our military men and women, past and present, especially considering how hot and humid it was yesterday. It was just very cool to be a part of it.
While the dominate attire was black leather, on the surface I was a bit out of my element. There wasn't a stitch of spandex to be found, and Gadorade was replaced by Bud or Coke at the rest stop (T1) in Mishicot. Superficial differences aside, what was universal was our appreciation for our military heroes and love of our country. I expanded my circle of friends having met some really great people
What Scott called T2 on his "ride"