Well, a lot has happened since my last entry. I have been "hanging around" with the Vietnam/Legacy Vets MC for a few weeks now, but I'm not an official "Hangaround" as of yet. I was invited to go to a regional meeting of the club's. It was in Vegas, and we rode down from Lake County, CA. It was a killer ride, with the exception of a crazy asshole trying to run us down on I-580, in Castro Valley. We were riding in a "side-by-side" formation of 6 bikes, when we came up to a slow car in the fast lane on a 2 lane overpass. He immediately started slamming on his brakes so hard that the rear end of his car is flying up in the air. It is a new, silver Chev Impala, with plastic dealer plates that say "Dub" on there(for Dublin Chevrolet). It was a black male driving, whom we could all identify now. After his intitial attempt to get us to hit the rear of his car, the "P" took a run around him to just continue on and ignore him. Then the car tried to run him down. At this point, we had just gotten through a junction, and the highway is 5 lanes wide. We were about to climb a hill toward Dublin, and no cars were ahead of us, so it was clear ahead, because all of the cars had hung back due this idiot. By this time, he is swinging his car across 3 and 4 lanes to try to hit us, and we are scattered around him. We backed off again, and this dude stops on the freeway to try and get us to catch up to run us down again. Then we rolled fast, toying with him as he tried to catch up, and then we started to catch up to traffic, and he raced up and mixed in with them to get away from us. The rider in front had just been rushed after a 3 lane offensive maneuver by the idiot, so he decided to pull over on the shoulder by the guardrail. When he did, another rider in our group didn't slow down in time, and side-swiped the one who'd already stopped. I was about 40 feet in front of this, and watched the HD Bagger bite the dust after the collision. The rider who was hit was sandwiched between the side-swiper and the guardrail, and smashed his leg. Once this all happened, I was parked and ran up to the one who bit it on the bagger. He was pinned beneath it, and another one of us was already trying to get the bike off of him. I ran up to help and on the way, passed up the rider whose leg had been squished. He was running as fast as he could, but was hurt too badly to run as fast as I was, so I got there, and helped the first guy on-scene to get the bike off this guy. We got it up, and him out, and his foot had been smashed, but was able to ride, and the bike was okay. We called CHP, and they came up and told us to pull off the next exit, and started to give him details, when he said we shouldn't even bother giving a report because we didn't have a plate number. It's very upsetting that this is the case, when this should have been consdidered Attempted Murder, and with all of the cameras we know are on that freeway, it wouldn't be very hard to find that scumbag. This idiot is an obvious danger to society, and should not be allow to drive. We did nothing to provoke him, yet he went off on us like we had been after him, and most definitely would have killed at least one of us if we weren't experienced riders. Well, after the cop "didn't" do his job, we continued on, made a stop in Tracy for gas, and then went just south of Modesto for a visit and some grub. The rider whose leg was crushed sat on a recliner, and when he put his leg up, we noticed it was swollen and bleeding. Everyone agreed he should go to the hospital, and they made him stay off the bike for the weekend, after he'd been preparing for the trip for months. It was a very sad thing having to leave him behind, but he was in good hands, while we continued on to Vegas. It was a crazy ride, with threats of rain almost every moment, but we actually only spent a total of about 15 minutes in the rain.
So, we arrived in Vegas, my bike never left the parking lot until that next Sunday, when we left for home. We were in the Hotel the entire weekend, and I met some of the best people I've ever had the pleasure of meeting. Everyone treated each other with respsect, and there was love everywhere. All bikes were safe with Prospects on duty, and I think our story of the crazy idiot was the worst travel story we heard out of all the other people who'd ridden or caged it to the event. Word of our experienced definitely preceeded us. There were many good suggestions as to how we may have dealt with the crazy ass in more "permanent" ways. With the exception of losing our brother from the pack, it was a great weekend. Thank you again, VNV/LEGACY VETS M/C. You guys are all awesome! This last weekend, this chapter of the club put on a charity "Spaghetti Dinner" for GI Moms. It raised over $11K for packages to be put together to be sent to our troops in Iraq and Afghanistan. This money went straight to them, and the event went off without a hitch. Everyone had a great time, enjoyed the food, and all made it safely home. I am proud to have been a part of it. My Girl won about $200 worth of prizes in the raffle. During the event, the only negative comment I heard about was from a cop who mumbled something out of the window of his car as he drove by. I would like to also thank all of the people that donated any help, or prizes, and especially the food. The food had been donated by a local restaurant by the name of Zack's, and was spectacular. I was dying when I had to serve that spaghetti, and stand right next to the guy serving the spaghetti sauce, when I hadn't eaten since early that morning. Great stuff!
So, it is late, and I am tired. Good Night!
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