Nellie & Bill's 73rd Wedding Anniversary

This is a quote from Springer Queen's Facebook album:

It was truly an event from the heart. People were moved, brought to tears and smiles. It's amazing what people do for each other to bring joy and kindness. Here are some pics from that evening!

The Thirteen Crew brought a cake!

Everyone introduced themselves to Bill & Nellie.

We parked all over their Rt. 7 front yard!

People pulled their bikes up for a closer view. 

Nellie had her first ride on a trike! As they rode, she kept smiling and sayin, "oooh, oooh!". They are 93-years-old. 

We stayed for almost two hours. Ghey were wonderful, quit-witted, full-of-stories people! It was a good thing for everyone. 

Biker Night in the Sun

IThe sun keeps shinging and the weather keeps holding out not once this summer did it rain during our Wednesday biker nights at Erin's Pub at Truck World. #lucky

If this isn't evidence, we don't know what is!

Big 'Ol Trip To Gravity Hill

So, we took a big 'ol motorcycle/car/Freedom Machine trip to Schellsburg, PA to visit Gravity Hill. Yes, it's real, things roll up hill! We need to add the videos of bikes rolling up hill with their engines off. It's totally cool!

After a great breakfast put together for our 24 person (10 bikes, 2 trikes, 2 cars, and 1 van) Crew by Nancy's Middlesex Tavern, we had a great ride, only being sidetracked once on the way out. Fuck Pittsburgh traffic! Then we made it to Eat'n Park on Rt. 30. Our next stop was Flight 93 Memorial, then oneard to the Shawnee Motel in Schellsburg, PA. After checking in, we rode out to be a bunch of silly bikers on Gravity Hill.

We had rented all the available rooms. With the motel to ourselves, we set up the propane fire pit, set out the food and drinks, played music, popped popcorn, stirred chili, and roasted one marshmallow. :)

Then it happened.

 The next morning went off great! The  weather had been perfect. Spirits were high; the bonds tightened - we wpuld need it. Going into a super sharp downhill turn at the end of Rt. 869 through Blue Knob State Forest, Mike, second in the formation, hit loose gravel and went down. Oh man. Wveryone else made it and stopped. Dirt still in the air, and Mike's bike under the guardrail, he was hurt but trying to stand. Our Crew rushed to his side, got him a chair, Ed pressed a towel to the heavily-bleeding gash above Mike's left eye.

We called 911. With a little info, they found our location based on my phone. Sirens could be heard, and help was there in 5 minutes. I can only put it on words like this: if disaster strikes, I hope I'm with the Thirteen Crew. Everyone helped. Some cleared the van and the guys loaded Mike's bike into the van. Mike went in the ambulance to Johnstown with Vinnie and Lainy following. We regrouped, went to the hospital, and waited for Mike's release. Torn up and a broken collarbone, Mike came out and we were able to head for home. Nobody left early, brothers and sisters stay; nobody gets left behind. 

You only get one chance at living. You better do it with intention and alongside great people.