Well Nancy and I got back from Mid-Ohio last night. Wow, I did not expect that.

The event was enormous. So many beautiful, old bikes and Triumphs everywhere. Ohio must have sold 90% of the 2003 Caspian Blue America's because there were six different ones that I counted.

We met up with Phil (popcorn) on Saturday and we spent the day walking around looking at the bikes and hoping to run into someone we knew. We were parked near the race track in the infield so we watched some of that. If I had known how big this thing was I would have tried to organize a better on meeting up with people since I was looking forward to seeing privateer and stormcloud again and hoping to meet some more new members.

In the Triumph through history tent we met the beautiful Vera Lynn modelling. Six years later and she doesn't look a day over warranty.

The new model was unveiled and, yes it was the 50th anniversary Bonneville. Very nice but not what I was hoping for and nothing really that exciting but I realize this wasn't the event to unveil a cruiser.

The Triumph dinner was well put together and the food was overflowing. We had some great people sitting at our table with us so the conversation never stopped or dragged on.

There were a large number of America's and Speedmasters but no owners to talk to so we couldn't know if it was someone we knew from here. Maybe next year we can arrange a private meet and greet for all of us.

Now of course there was one thing that was a shocker and for those of you who know me this really isn't out of the ordinary.

This part of Ohio the landscape starts to roll. You know the type of roads that are like an oversized kiddie roller coaster. I'm leading Biker on the road to the track and as I crest one of these hills and start into the valley below I see a giant feathered creature on two long legs emerge from the woods on the left of the road and sprint across. Backing off on the throttle I say out load, "what the ****** is that?" This thing is huge! My only conclusion is that, somewhere out there is a zoo or private owner pining away for their lost Ostrich.

So when travelling through Ohio I warn everyone to be on the lookout for Ostrich.

Last edited by wojo; 07/28/2008 9:54 AM.
John Like a dog on a car ride with my tongue in the wind