Actually, yesterday...
I went for a 300 mile ride, me on the Valk and my fattest cousin on his Rune. We were cruising along the slab 'bout 65. A beautiful 90-degree day.
Suddenly, we were passed by what must have been about 50 bikes. Most were Japanese large cruisers of all makes;
with a couple of Harley Baggers here and there.
They all looked like brand new... loaded with chrome accessories flashing in the sun! The group was up in the high 80's perhaps 90 mph. We lost sight of them.
Then, about ten miles down the road we saw them stopped on both sides of the road a little bunch, here and there for over 1/2 mile.
We slowed down and stopedp thinking there had been an accident. Thank God, nobody sustained any physical injuries but for a couple of bruised Egos...
A pristine-beautiful Harley had pooped out!
Well cousin and I continued our journey riding my "cheesy" 2000 VALK Standard and cousin on his butt ugly Rune. (He, he, he.)
As we were taking off most everyone was checkin out our rides as if we just had landed from Mars.
About 10 minutes later, they came flyin by again. Except that the size of the bunch was less than half its original size.
As they went by us, everyone slowed down just to check us out, smiles and thumbs up!
This time there were no Harleys in the group...
???
Valkyries are forever!
