We had planned to get up early and go to breakfast with locals, however, you know what they say about the best laid plans.... We decided to spend a little extra time at home and slept in. Funny how the spirit is willing, but the flesh is sometimes weak. For us, basically, the body aches and pains won the skirmish this morning. I am pleased to say that we met up with Darryl, Karyn, & Moe at the Village Inn this afternoon and rode to Dothan to pick Angie up after work. We quickly got out of the Dothan traffic and found our way to a convenience store in Columbia where we stopped for a bit of AC and a cold drink. Then, we headed out of Columbia toward Haleburg. As we rode, we could see rain falling in the distance. Ryan, our Road Captian for the day, led us to Abby Creek in an attempt to run from the rain. Abby Creek Park & Boat Landing was a nice place with a nice bathroom facility. However, we soon found that while there were picnic tables, there was NO pavilion. So, as the rain began, we stood around under trees hoping they would block some of the downpour. Note to self: the rain falls RIGHT through the the trees and you STILL get wet! Poor Old Socks got the worst of it I think. He opted to sit on the Mistress under a trashbag to try to keep the cloth seat dry. Of course, he and the seat were soaked when the rain stopped. Then, we mounted back up and headed out. Not even a mile up the road, there had been absolutely no rain. We were shocked after the rain storm we had just been in. We decided to turn right and wouldn't you know it? We went back into another rain cell. We then stopped in Shorterville at another station and jumped off the bikes to go stand under the awning to wait out the rain. From there, we split up. The others headed home and we headed to the Elliotts for a cookout. David met us there and we had a great time with them (Casey, Dana, Zadia, Karina, Allan, Tammy, Leigh Ann, Judd, and Ally). So, after a full day of riding, getting rained on, hanging with great people, and coming home, I sit here typing this post. As I do so, I reflect on the day and am very thankful for the friends we have and the Lord who brought them into our lives.
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AuthorMy name is Sonja. I am known as Road Rash, for obvious reasons. I have been a member of His Blood Warriors since 1996 I served as Secretary of LAHBW since the charter began in February 2002. In October, I became International Secretary and currently serve in that position. Archives
June 2012
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