ENOUGH, ALREADY!

“Ole,” I said between clinched teeth, “You better get me out of here or I’m going to slap somebody!” 

“Okay, okay, get on the bike and we’ll leave right now.”

We don’t normally spend so much time in downtown Sturgis, but due to my hip situation and the fact that I can’t ride long distances this year, downtown Sturgis has been our major source of entertainment.  This was our third day in a row fighting the masses of people and insane traffic, so I had truly had enough.  I was “peopled out.”  Get me back to the campground to some relative peace and quiet.  After a quick stop at the grocery store, Ole parked me in a lawn chair and put a toddy in my hand so I could mellow out.  And it even worked (chuckle).

That is it worked until the neighbor lady came wandering over to visit.  I was enjoying my peace and quiet but when she arrived there was a onslaught of constant chatter and it was all about NOTHING.  This lady is a true “southern belle” and doesn’t mind acting the part at all.  She thinks that every moment of quiet needs to be filled with her voice.  Although an accent from the deep south can be beautiful it can get overwhelming also when you hear it nonstop for long periods of time.  You don’t visit with her – it’s a one way conversation – you just listen.  And she’s an authority on everything, no matter what the subject.  She doesn’t mind telling you that she was raised in an “extremely wealthy” family, and that she has an “extremely” high IQ, and that she has a master’s degree, and that her husband makes a lot of money, and that they have two “extremely” lavish homes, and that she gives “lavish” cocktail parties frequently at both of their homes for all the neighbors – and on and on and on.  LADY, I DON’T CARE!  SHUT UP!  I wonder how her husband’s ears survive – he’s just a nice, down-to-earth guy whose company we have enjoyed.  I always try to remember what my father used to say – “Those that have it don’t talk about it, and those that don’t have it talk about it all the time.”  My father was a very perceptive man.

This is the 74th year of the Motorcycle Rally and the anticipated crowd this year is approximately 450,000.  And so far they’re right on target according to the local paper.  They measure the attendance by the garbage that is picked up every night at 2 a.m. All bikes have to be off Main Street by 2 a.m. or they are towed.  Next year is the 75th aniversary and the prediction is over a million bikers.  That will be a mad house.  We made our reservations for that one 2 years ago.

So obviously, with this kind of a crowd there’s a heavy police presence.  They’re always in groups patroling the streets.  Ole and I have visited with a number of the law enforcement folks over the years – most of them truly nice guys but of course there are some with an attitude.  They come from all over the United States and many of them spend their vacations working here in Sturgis.  As I was approaching one of the intersections the other day I could hear a whistle blowing repeatedly.  It was attached to the mouth of an officer with a huge moustache, a real soup strainer, who was dressed in his blues and wearing white gloves out in the middle of the intersection directing traffic.  All the other law enforcement are dressed in gray shirts, black pants and black ball caps, so this guy really stood out.  After watching for a couple of minutes I asked one of the policemen standing on the corner if this guy was for real or if he was just a source of entertainment.  I found out that he was truly an officer of the law from New York City that had come to Sturgis to work along with experiencing the rally.  Unfortunately, this blog won’t allow me to attach a video of him, but I think I’ll be able to post it separately.  He was very unique to say the least. 

Now for some pictures:

Note the head gear on this guy – looks a bit dangerous.

Hmmm -

She’s “advertising” for the store in back of her that does tatooing.

Note the “covers” that he has on his horns!

I wonder if he’s truly from Scotland or who knows what.

 

 

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