Tales from the road

Dennis left for his annual Harley trek on Thursday, June 5th. Every year he battles different weather and road conditions, but soldiers on because he is a Harley Davidson enthusiast and a true biker. He does not have near as many opportunities to ride here in Saskatchewan as he did in both Texas and Florida. So, this one BIG ride normally does it for him for the year.

This year he has chosen Tennessee as his destination and will visit with his cousins Edward, Johnny and Jennifer. As I type, he is on his way this morning and should arrive in time for supper; which will probably be a big steak and a baked potato.

He phones in each evening during his journey and tells me about his day. The first day he battled some rain and high winds, but made it about 500 miles. The second day began with rain and then turned into 80 mph winds in South Dakota. As he crested a hill, he came upon an eighteen wheeler that had been toppled by the wind along with two vehicles that were stopping to help. He had no cell phone coverage at that point, so he just kept riding with his head behind the windshield, I am sure. The winds eventually died down and he was able to complete 700 miles yesterday, but not without one more scare. The sides of the highways are all quite overgrown with long grasses as he was riding through Iowa and he was being passed by two vehicles on the left. The first vehicle passed and as the second vehicle came parallel to him, a deer jumped out from the grasses. The car nailed it. I could actually feel the impact as Dennis told me this story! But by the grace of God, is all I can say. Dennis actually always starts each morning with a prayer of safety for his family back home and for a good days ride. He without a doubt had a co-pilot yesterday.

Backing out of the garage

On the road to Tennessee