So, you need to visualize this a little.
The rally had been going on all day, the sky was bright and motorcycles shiney and spectacular. Around 5:30 the drawing for the prize was to be held. Before the drawing though, they had been giving out prizes for various categories of motorcycles. The Trophy was pretty cool, too.
The trophy, not the beer, that is.
A any rate, 5:30 was rolling on and time to pull the ticket for the bike. Everyone was looking up at the quickly clouding and threatening sky, wondering which was going to happen first---the clouds or the raffle winner.
The dude won the raffle and everyone started to flee to their respective places. I knew I would not be able to hobble fast enough to my van before the sky let loose---I decided to check out the host facility, Southern Appalacian Brewery. So had most of every one there!
About the time I made it into the Brewery/bar, I barely squeezed in, the sky opened up with the fury of frustrated Mother Nature. For about ten minutes, we could not even see the other side of the alley.
Because of the confusion of the storm, I was unable to get a pic of the winner and his machine. Yet the experience was fun and bikes inspiring.
olc
