The ride out from Ohio was magnificent for me. Unfortunately, not so magnificent for my riding buddy Jerry who’s aging but loyal Harley breathed her last just north of Cumberland, Maryland on I-68. Of course there’s no good time for bad news but her 106,000 mile engine chose to retire in a filling station… better than by the side of the Interstate. His ride was done so he made arrangements to have the bike brought to the Harley Shop in Cumberland and sat there waiting for a friend from Silver Spring to come pick him up. What are friends for. In that spirit, he sent me on my way and I completed my trip to Silver Spring in magnificent T-shirt weather. This was amazing because I somehow managed to miss all the heavy storms that seemed to always be around me, but never on me. I’ll take it.
Yesterday, it was cold and rainy. As I was about to suit up for breakfast, Jerry came by with a borrowed car and he and I and his pal Dave caught some yummy breakfast in a local diner. Hey, I would have ridden if I had to, but since a nice dry cage was there… in the cage I drove.
After breakfast we went on took Jerry’s roots trip and I saw where he grew up in Southern Maryland and then we went through Rock Creek Park and I took him by the old Kaukonen House in Chevy Chase (DC side of the line). Not much has changed in the old neighborhood, but it’s smaller than I seem to remember.
OK, a brief moment’s nostalgia and then down to the Mall and a poignant walk past the Wall. I won’t be posting pictures until I get home, but I am always deeply moved by the Presence one feels at the wall. I am always reminded that whether on served or not, no matter how one feels or felt about the Vietnam War, this moment in time defined my generation. To think that a third of all Vietnam Veterans are already gone is a sobering thought.
After our visit to the Wall, we went back out to Maryland to the Harley shop in Rockville, chewed the fat for a while and then down to Arlington to pick up my son Zach, who is still sleeping as i write this. With Zach in to, we battled traffic back to Silver Spring, had dinner with Dave and his family and retired to the hotel. Today is supposed to be a little warmer and it will not be raining. After breakfast, we’re going to fire up the scooter and ride back down to the Mall and check out the action. Tomorrow, of course, is the Run To The Wall… about which more will surely be revealed.
Good times, and hopefully… good weather.