Plagued with mishaps...

Thursday we left on a trip to Maine for Lobsterfest. Spurs and I left her house at 7:15 and rolled through the rest stop at Jimmy Leeds Road and picked up 3 more girls (Slimm, RockIt!, and PP). At the next stop, we were picking up 3 more girls (Speedy, Pipes, and Corrine). We decided to take a 5 minute break and when Spurs went start her bike, it wouldn't start! She had left her keys at her house 50 miles back and without them, the security system wouldn't let the bike start! We hadn't realized this on the first pick up because she had never turned off her bike!

So Speedy and I went back to the house to grab the keys while the rest of the group hung out at the rest stop and had some breakfast. We made it down and back in about 90 minutes and were on the road again!

Travels went well for a while until Speedy and I heard a squealing noise on her bike. It was there and then went away. I asked if she wanted to pull over to check it out and she said no, since it had stopped. After a few miles, the noise came back and we all pulled off the road on 495 in Massachusetts. While we were letting the bike cool down and trying to figure out what the noise was, a very nice man name Michael stopped by to try to help us out. As it turns out, he's part of the Expendable Souls MC. He called some buddies and got us to the Harley Davidson dealership in Billerica. He went completely out of his way for us and we are forever grateful!

The dealership was great too! High Ocatne HD in Billerica, Mass. We got there around 6:15 and the mechanic just happened to still be there (even though he got off work at 6)! He was able to diagnose and fix the problem while we waited. The dealership was supposed to close at 7 but let us hang out and have the bike fixed even though we didn't get out of there until almost 7:30.

With only 100 miles to go, we gassed up and hauled it into Maine. The fog got so thick and we did hit a patch of rain but we made it there, put our stuff in the room and took the hotel shuttle downtown to have some dinner around 10pm.  We wanted to eat at Dimillo's restaurant but we were a little too late so 6 of the 8 of us opted for J's Oyster Bar right next door.

The food was good (but wasn't Dimillo's). I got the Lobster dinner for $25 and the other girls got lobster rolls, claw cocktail, mac and cheese, and a fish sandwich.  Afterwards, it had been a long day so we headed back to the rooms and crashed...

I know this sounds like a day where everything seemed to go wrong but so much more went right. In the morning, Corrine wasn't feeling well and the extra time helped her out so she felt a little better to ride. The extra miles that Speedy had put on the bike had made the wheel bearings wear at the exact point that Michael had gotten off of work and was able to help us and get us to the HD dealership. (and we met a really great guy from an MC up here). The mechanic's shift had ended 15 minutes before we had gotten there but he hadn't left yet. The stop made us NOT hit the downpouring rain and only got us a little wet. The past 2 times I've been in Portland we've eaten at Dimillo's but this time, we tried something new.

So anyway, besides being a little tired, I don't think anyone really minded the mishaps. I mean, hey, we learned that we can work through the mishaps and still make it to where we want to be (and still be friends at the end of the day)!

One last thing, I was riding drag and am so proud of my fellow WITW Jersey She Devils sisters! The formation we rode in was near perfect on the road. We did have a couple of cars squeeze in the middle but they all handled it beautifully! I'm so happy and proud to be a WITW JSD! I love you gals!

(Check back on this blog for pictures later! I need to use my computer to insert them in here.)