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Last Year, it began.  The Iron Indian Riders Association began kicking up it's momentum again.  We flipped our annual reunion from the Branson area to the Durango area.  At the same time the Gateway Indian Tribe started The Gathering .   Both were a success. In 2017, The two events put space between their dates and the Durango Reunion just completed the Second Annual Reunion.   The Gateway tribe, teamed up with the Flatlanders Tribe, are set to take The Gathering to the next level!   But between the two, the Northwinds tribe out of MN, is putting together their version for 2017. The week after Sturgis, they are inviting all Iron Indians to come join them in a week of riding and celebration.   They've been welcomed by the Bison Thunder Motorcycle Dealership NW of the Twin Cities so a little bit of time will be spent up there.  An overnight ride is being planned.   And a week of rides to local establishment...

Historically, I've never been a fan of 'Trikes"; Three wheeled motorcycles.   But, a few over the years, have caught my attention.  Back around 2006 I was down at ROT in Austin for a Rally when I first saw a BOSS HOSS Trike in action.  It was mind blowing to see the 2 and 3 wheelers churn up their tires, and a huge mass of gray smoke .  Truly awe inspiring. Since then, I've also become a fan of V8 Choppers Trikes    If I acquired a trike today, it'd be a V8 Chopper. But, not all Trikes are setup traditionally.  Some have 2 wheels up front, 1 in the back.   For over a decade I've seen T-Rex's around.   Super low to the group, high HP motorcycle motor tucked in there and a crazy fun looking toy.  And, expensive.  So expensive, I never seriously considered one.  I just noticed today , they have yet another model out.  Very cool and even has an HD motor in it. The   V13R . About 2.5 years ago, Pola...

Few things that bug me ..........     Some more recent, some for some time. "HERO" -  The term gets overused to the point of nausea nowadays.   Not every person in uniform deserves the praise of "Hero" when something happens.   Not every civilian deserves it when they do something good.  Lets reserve it for those that truly are' .  It's gotten diluted A True Hero! Military Uniforms - Back in my day, when you traveled you wore your Class As. Your best . Your service dress uniform.  Now , you see folks in their BDUs when traveling.   If you're deploying to an overseas location to go fight in a war, I get it.  If you're deploying to a location where you won't need anything but BDUs, I get it.  But, if you're headed to another base for training, and opt to wear them... wrong.   Wear your Civvies.   Get over yourself.  We know why you're wearing them.   Many I've spoke...

Well.. sort of .. hahaha Back in March, I got "unfriended" on FB because someone didn't agree with me. So, I took the next step and blocked them.  Done. Well, not quite.  My cell phone now lit up with BS comments. So, I took the next step and blocked them.  Done Well, not quite.  My email account now lit up with BS comments.  And pics of the persons kids attached.   Huh?   So, I took the next step and setup the mail server to redirect all emails to SPAM and auto-delete. Done Well, not quite.  Now the douche has chosen to make comments on his own FB page directed my way, with derogatory and incorrect statements. Reminds me of the old days when the comments would go on ..and on.. and on....   via FB.  I'd leave a group, he'd add me back in.  I'd leave the group , he'd add me back in.    Over .. and over.. and ...  some things never change. All good ...  I've got my lil rambling corner ...

Hard to believe a year has shot by so quickly.   Seems like it was just yesterday, we were up in Colorado for the IIRA reunion in 2016.   Many of us rolled in simply knowing we were moving past IRIP, and getting a fresh start.    For the most part, once we all arrived everything was pretty much ‘impromptu’, but it worked!    Felt like folks found their comfort zone within their known circles for riding during the day, and for congregating at night.   The common area was simply a slab, which allowed us all to congregate as we saw fit.   But, you could still get a sense of folks hanging with their own, so to speak.   Not a bad thing, just human nature.    Why does that matter?   Well, because that would change the following year.   Still, things came together after the riding was done.   One night the Quanah tribe led the charge with Burgers funded by donations of all who participated in the feast.   Ano...