Muchas Motos!!!

­We opened the riding season with the Duel Sport Ride organized by San Francisco Motorcycle Club. It seemed it would rain any moment, but the weather held nice.

I came to the club on time, when I realized my tank was dry. I went to the closest gas station, got my gas, and tried to catch up with the group that already took off. I kept catching up until I realized that there is no way a bunch of hairy Harley riders will drive so far ahead. I then started suspecting that I was ahead of the group and asked a group of Mexican day workers if they saw a bunch of bikes. The did not understand. Then I spread my hands wide and said "many many bikes". Then one of them told the others "Muchas motos!!!" and I knew they got my question. They all nodded "no", so I knew that the group was behind me. I made a U-turn, they all waving at me, and rode back about half a mile until I heard the humming sound of a bunch of bikes approaching me from around the corner. Excited that I found my group, I made another U-turn and continued riding with them. We all passed by the same group of Mexicans and they all were jumping and waving at me, they seemed happy that I found my group.

The ride was smooth, the club members were guarding every red light, and every stop sign, allowing the bikes to drive without having to stop.