continued from page 27
There was a bike show, bands, good food, and some of the coldest beer in NC. Everyone was having a blast. We met a bunch of people and ate so much that I wondered if we would be able to walk back to our bikes. We got a chance to meet one of the coolest guys after he did one heck of a burnout. Click, click, click. Look out Rob!!! You might finally have some competition coming your way from Anthony Vallario. Several hours later, after handing out a couple hundred magazines, cards and taking hundreds of pictures, it was time to head to the hotel. Before we could make it to our bikes, ole Cowboy got to play hero to a beautiful girl in distress. There sat a girl on one of the baddest choppers I have ever seen. She went to crank that ole bike up and all that cranked up was the smoke. I looked at Cowboy and I said, “Man, she just fried that battery!” Cowboy just struts over there and gives the lady a hand and says, “If I can get you up and running, can you make it home?” I looked at him and I wouldn’t dare put on paper what I was thinking. I stood there watching as he tinkered on that bike and said “Fire it up!” That ole chopper started up with a growl of true awesomeness. With my mouth dropped open, I watched as he turned around and gave me a wink and the biggest smile I have ever seen, lit up that girls face. Cowboy had saved the day!!! That girl rode off into the sunset like John Wayne would have done in a Blaze of Glory. And yes I had to click one more time on my much abused camera, so ole Cowboy could have a picture of the beautiful lady on the baddest chopper I have ever seen. As we were headed to the hotel, riding under a full moon, I was thinking about all that we had done that day and all the people we had met. I had seen how bikers come together for a good cause and helped a grieving family heal a little and I had seen bikers gather for the sake of just having a good time. I shared in a true brother and sisterhood out there that day. I am proud to be one of the members of one of the largest families in the world, The Biker Family. I experienced that day what Freedom truly is……Freedom is “Life Behind Barz!” I want to Thank everyone that I met that day. It was a pleasure meeting each and every one of you. Thanks Cowboy for letting me hang out with you and making it one of the best adventures of my life. Thanks Doobie for letting me tell this story. You are truly a friend to the Biker world. Written by: Melynda Snead (Moe)
Bald Eagle & Moe
28
www.behindbarz.com