We went to the Marcus Dairy bike meet today in Danbury, CT. with Uncle Charlie, LJ300, Matt, capn his girlfriend, Linda, Brett, I and CTSPEED it was a sight to see had to be 1000 + bike's in the lot we pulled into 99% Harleys.
After looking at the bikes we went in $9.00 a head to get into a Harley Flea market. LitzerSki told us about his neighbor that would be there with a booth, so we were looking for her. The only British booth there, so Brett and I were looking at some nice Triumph pins when this lady dressed head to toe in Harley gear comes up to me and says anything British S**KS. I being half deaf anyway did not hear a thing but Linda heard her and asks me did you hear what she just said to you. Well even if I did 55 years of experience has taught me that was neither the time nor place to debate the subject with her.
Well any way we made a deal on a couple of pins and went on our way. We moved on to a couple of booths down and Linda sees a nice leather purse and she is looking at it and the lady running the booth sees my Triumph T and just stares us down.
So we walked around a little more listen to the band had something to eat and then hit the road. On the way out a couple of the Harley vendors made it up to us one gave Brett a big poster and the lady at the gate let him in for free as it is his birthday tomorrow.
As we walk out to our bike (fate intervenes) who is parked right behind me, but the lady (who told me all British Bikes S**KS) with her boy friend who is frantically trying to get his Harley to start. By the time we got our gear on he had five of his friends working on the PIG and all it would do is spit and back fire. So I look at her to make sure she is looking at me and I hit the button fires right up.
As we drive away and they are still working on the PIG she gives me the finger. Pay back is a B***H. First time in my life I actual felt good having someone flip me off.
