Saturday Adventures: Hot Harley Nights

We love Saturdays in our house.  I mean, really love them.  It's the only day of the week when we're all home and have no regularly scheduled plans.  Some Saturdays are filled with house projects and running errands, but lately we've been tossing productivity to the wind and just playing!  All throughout the week, the boys and I do all kinds of fun things ... the zoo, the park, play dates, etc.  And Chris was feeling a little, well, left out.  And so began the adventures.


Yesterday morning we went to Arrowhead Park to feed the ducks and fish.  If you live in Sioux Falls and haven't fed the fish there yet, trust me when I say that it's worth your time to do so!  But don't toss it in the first pond by the parking lot.  Follow the path up and around to the upper pond.  Just past the fence there's a small slope that goes down to a tiny rock peninsula.  Grab some old bread, head to that spot and toss it in the water and watch the madness ensue.  It's hilarious!


This weekend was also Hot Harley Nights.  A three day gathering of all the tough Harley dudes (and gals) from the area and around the country.  We obviously didn't participate in the hoop-la happening downtown, but last night there was a motorcycle parade.  Over a thousand bikes riding through the streets of Sioux Falls.  Fun!  We packed up the boys, grabbed some ear plugs (Brooks HATES loud noises) and set up along Kiwanis Ave.  It was a lot of fun!

Even with earplugs, Brooks still covered his ears. But at least he was able to enjoy the parade.  Carter, however was completely un-phased by the bikers revving their engines.  I think I better prepare myself for the fact that he'll probably ride one some day.

The most interesting thing for me, was seeing all the different motorcycles and the people driving them.  Because it was Hot Harley Nights there were mostly Harley Davidson's.  But there were also some Hondas, Suzukis, trikes and even a few crotch rockets snuck in (which seemed terribly out of place).

Most of the folks driving were your typical biker dudes (complete with tattoos and leather), but there were also some more "unexpected" drivers.  Like the 70ish year old couple.  It looked like Grandma might have gone home to weed her garden and bake a pie after riding on her hog :)  I also enjoyed the gentleman whose beard was flowing in the breeze behind him.  Or the guy riding his bike with a zebra paint job while wearing a matching zebra print outfit.  The guy with a skeleton riding as his passenger was interesting too.

And I've also decided that I have a lot of respect for chicks who ride motorcycles.  I mean, I'm sure they're lovely people and all ... I just don't think I'd ever mess with one.  When I was in high school, my best friend Theresa and I planned on owning and riding motorcycles when we "grew up".  We wanted to show our awesomeness to the world.  The only thing is that she actually did it.  I didn't.  I think I would except I can't quite figure out how to strap two car seats to the back of one :)  Maybe someday.