Doing the Conga to three Harely Dealerships!

Tom from the HD in Pensacola

Ray and Neil, Ray is Priss's Hubby, Neil is Patty/hd'ganny's.. What a couple of great guys.

Scott and the Conga Clan!!

Here we are getting ready to Conga!!!

We left Penscolas from Scott's house.. Cute Scotts house!!!That'd be Priss's son, 32 yrs old and all the old biker bags were drooling all over him. he knew it...lol He had a gorgeous home with the pool, and made us feel real comfy. We left him a real nice banner with all our signatures. Cleaned up best we could for him.

We were way to early on schedule waiting on men, to get us to our next destination, which was the HD dealership in Pensacola. Ray and Neil were excorting us there where we were to meet up with to meet up with some more riders, that were just riding for awhile to the next HD. At this one in Pensacola, we got some tshirts, and believe you me, I dont have a damn bit of space in the bike to pack them, so I had to put on a little garage sale in the parking lot. We raised $100 bucks.

In the mean time another police man arrived, to block traffic for us along the way. I believe we had 20 riders.. unbeleivable.It brought tears to my eyes many times watching all the bikes and seeing the ladys in pink in front and behind. We had our Cabana boys with us, the cops,a nd Bill, Mariann's brother again.

I will be posting many pics soon on face book.. I am finding it so hard to keep up with everything. After all I want to spend time with everyone, not sit on this thing. Now every one has gone to bed and me and Sunflower are still up as usual. I am editing pic, answering emails, if I go on facebook there are a bazillion posts..lol I am afraid to checkmy mail.. I hope the gals are having a good sleep as all I got here so far is that we got to the first HD.. and we made 3 today.

Funny how fast I can loose the order of the day. I promised the gals this morning that I would not misplace or loose or steel anybodys things today. I reorganized the bike and all was good until we stopped for gas. I reached down for the keys hanging off my belt and yup....GONE!! cRAP!! I really hate to admit to this, but I will anyways as I know a couple of yous are shaking yur heads. Thankfully I have another set, so damn it I hope I can hang on to those.

The reason this conga started this year in the first place is because I didnt ride Alabama last year do to the weather so the idea was to come and ride Alabama have a reunion fly home. Plans change as they always do.. I come to Alabama, see the girls, slay Alabama and leave a set of fricking keys. It was worth it.

Later, I want to film the crew leaving the rest spot, Ray said he would hang back with me and I would catch up with him. NP... we get stuck behind a logging truck formiles, and wood chunks are flying at me, hitting me at all of my body parts. Dust and shit,flying in my eyes. It was all good though I would be excorted back up tothe Conga line in no time. Ray heads back after he gets me in line, and we are with Al the other cop.. He hangs in with all us chicks up to the next HD in Montgomery.

Picture to come.. Al is definetly a masucline enough to wear pink and do the Conga!!

The Conga has a big following, I am finding, between private emails and posts on all the forum and facebook. yike, sometimes I wonder what we have created.. A great monster!!