The thermometer read 23 degrees when we headed out on the motorbike this morning to meet up with our IMRG friends and family at the local dealership, before heading into Bentonville to take part in the Annual Christmas Parade.
I was questioning my decision to ride pillion with the hubby, over driving my car in - especially since I was going to be taking photographs of the Indian motorcycles in the parade, and would be out in the cold until well after lunchtime. Still, once we had set off there really was no turning back, and it was a case of manning up and just dealing with the cold. Thank heavens for heated seats on the Roadmaster, although by the time we had made the 20-minute journey into town, my ass was definitely on the hot side, and making me feel like I had slightly pee'd my pants.. (I hadn't of course!)
The group of riders quickly headed out from the dealership to the staging point at the start of the parade, which was another 15-minute ride away. By the time we arrived and got organised, the glorious morning sunshine had been completely smothered by thick cloud cover that only served to make us all feel even colder than we already were.
Thankfully we didn't have to wait too long for the parade to start, and once we got moving the heat from the motorcycles seemed to warm the air slightly, making the whole experience much more user-friendly - especially for me since I had to ditch my warm gloves so I could take photographs. The parade circuit was no more than a mile and a half from start to finish, and there were lots of people braving the cold to line the streets, and encourage us onwards. You can imagine the noise created by a dozen big motorcycles just driving normally, add into that the desire of their riders to excite and encite the waiting crowd, and the decibel level suddenly goes up ten-fold, if not more!
One thing I can say for our friends in the IMRG - they are a great group of people who look out for each other and genuinely care about each other. We might have frozen our keesters off, but we had a real laugh, and the time really flew by - Of course by the time we got back home, I was so frozen it took me a couple of hours sitting right in front of the fire to thaw myself out and be able to feel anything again!!!
Roll on the Polar Bear ride on January 1st !!! Yeah, maybe not!
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