RVR '25

Region V annual Rally, always a great time!  Been going to regionals since I joined in '18.  Every year, gets better and better.  My breadth of friends and acquaintances continues to grow, seeing new and old faces every year.  Next year, Oklahoma again!  Last time, finally met our prior National Prez Mutt there.  I've got some good memories from that one; hell all of them.

Sadly, this year only Dutch and I rolled out together. We'd run on Hwy 80 for most of it, getting slammed by the rain for a short period. Wingnut rolled seperate; not sure why he went solo.  Block rolled in later. 'One More' rolled in unexpectedly getting the day off. Chief and Kat had to Canx due to her not feeling well.  Lucy decided to cage in with Carron.  Saturday morning, Fluffy caged in with the family.  Finally, Audie Murphy Chapter is in the house!

This was at the Bossier City's Horseshoe Casino, not too bad.  Room could have been cleaner and better equiped (cofffee, etc) but did the job.  Parking was covered and free so not too bad.  Lucy and I jumped on the bike, headed down the road to the Meet n' Greet with Dutch where we found our family gathering.  Went Commando in Overalls because.. well... that's what everyone was doing!  LMAO.  Funny part is .. Lucy and I didn't flip into Commando style until we were there; I didn't believe that was the requirement to earn the patch.  But, pulled it off in the end. CraY-On verfied Lucy and I cut my skivvies off in public.  Few hours later, headed back to the hotel, had some after dinner drinks and pulled the plug.

Up early, 0900 we were swimping and checking out the vendors.  Meeting started promptly at 1000 and it was a full house!   Our chapter took up most of the back row we were in and 45 min later, meeting was over.... let the rally continue!  Well, lucy and I and Dutch hit the pool 20 minutes later and the fun began.  Like a foo, I set myself up for failure.  Ordered Frozen Margaritas and had them add a shot of Patron on top of each to ensure they were 'good'.  Yep.. they were fucking good becuase four hours later I was fucked up.  SMH!   Lucy drug my ass back to the room, grabbed a quick nap and we had dinner reservations at 1900hrs at the Steak House.  My dumbass should have stayed in the room and got room service but nooooooo... I had to go to dinner and be... that guy.  Good thing there were a few pics taking because ... otherwise .. it didn't happen.  Yep, there I was with a shit eating grin, eyes half open.  SMH.

Well, next morning .. feeling rought but on the bikes before 0800 and headed home!  We'll zip down the innerstate and in record time, home before 1100.  

It's Sunday Funday ... so headed out to Brewbirds.... somebody needed a Bloody Mary ...


Headed to RVR

Watched it rain .. then .. got slammed for 10 miles after this 

Meet n Greet / Drunk Monkey




Patches Earned!


Swiping in

Full House!

Pool Time!




Dutch and I might .. have been off the deep end

 



One Track Mind

Not necessarily a bad thing, but .....has it's benefits.  I suppose there are a few drawbacks but .... not evident to me as I post this.

Early on I didn't care what brand I rode.  Didn't care of about MCs or Riding Groups/Clubs. I was 100% happy with my jap bike, it's dependability. Its low cost.   But ... we change. We evolve.

Soon ... I wanted more. I wrote about this a decade ago ...  deep down wanted some American Iron but didn't want to pay the price ($$$).  I wasn't sold on it all anyways because the HDs felt small to me.  I almost bought a Boss Hoss back in '09.  But I sat on an '09 Indian Chief and I knew I was sitting on my future bike.  I'd fallen in love with the looks amost a decade prior but .. had never sat on one.  They weren't in my budget.  But on that day in June of 2009, Austin Texas' ROT Rally ....  I fell in love.  Soon after, I found myself joining the Iron Indians (IIRA) which I was a part of for the next decade. Along the way, I bought an HD. A Chopper.  A Superbike crotch rocket.  My focus on the IIRA waned and found my new focus that has driven my behaviour since 2018.  I patched in with the Combat Veterans Motorcycle Association® (CVMA®).  Game Changer.

Yes, I love my bikes.  They just happen to mostly be Indians.  I still Love them .. I Love the Brand. But I'm not blind nor ignorant of other great brands and models.  I own other brands.  I just choose to ride what I ride based solely on my personal desires.  Whom I choose to ride with 99% of the time is the CVMA®; like minded Vets.  I've actually flipped 180 and snicker at some others that are focused on one brand and literally hate the other brands. I jokingly say I ride 'em all.  I see events around the country that are dedicated to specific brands. Hell I used to participate in a lot of these events and rallys, all over the country.  But as I get older, as I mature (or not), I spend most of my time around the CVMA®.  At CVMA® events.  CVMA® get togethers.  It's not all I do, but when on two wheels .... tends to be that.  I've done so many rallies and trips on 2 wheels over the last couple of decades but ...   my focus is CVMA®.   Hell there are weeks I feel like I put more into that, than my full time job.  Yes, when work calls I break away, go all in .. but on a weekly or monthly basis I find myself planning trips around the country to CVMA® events.  Hell, my work schedule sometimes is scheduled around .. my CVMA® commitments.  

Crazy huh?  Nah .... Living my version of the Dream.  At 65, I've got another couple of decades of riding left and plan on pushing it as hard as possilbe.  Guessing evenutally I'll end up on 3 wheels but that day is nowhwere in sight.  I've got a few friends going that route.  Some older, some the same age... hell.... a few younger.  Not Me ... Not Yet.

Hell.... my main focus as I type this is planning a 1500 mile IBA Butt Burner for 2026.  Good Days / Rides / Miles, ahead!

Take a Break!

This can apply to many things we're part of in our lives.  Not specific to anything  the way this is written.   But obviously I've got something on my mind and for me personally it's specific as I write this.   I belong to an Assocation that means a LOT ot me.  Has become a huge part of my life over the last 7 + years.  I believe in what it stands for, the Brotherhood it embraces and creates, the huge family one becomes part of.  Fact.  But like everything in life, nothing is perfect.  There are always lil' speed bumps out there in our own lives and others. I've written about these sort of things for well over a decade here on my blog(s).  And as always ...  something triggers me and I find myself... creating another post?

Over the last 5+ years, I've written about this subject at hand in various aspects.  Did a quick search and found this from August 2020 that I'd wrote: https://rickkkcir.blogspot.com/2020/08/give-up-cut-patch.html .  Usually, something happening sets my thought process into motion and find my fingers on this keyboard putting those thoughts into this virutal journal.  Back in '2020 I don 't remember exactly what prompted it ....  I remember back in Sep 2021 things got riled up and I did some posts about folks quitting. In Jan of 2024 I did one after we lost a member of some stupid shit: https://easttexasbiker.blogspot.com/2024/01/turning-in-patch.html.  Hell, in December of 2022 I found myself in the middle of a fiasco and wrote a lil about it (go find that one yourself .. lol) Interestingly that last one reshapped my thought process about The Association I'm part of, all for the better in the big picture and long run; but ...  almost went sideways.  But that which doesn't kill you mak...... whatever.  You get the point.

So, what's the point of this Post?  Sometimes.....  we just need to take a deep breath and take a break!  That wasn't the intial Title of this post.  It was "Quitting and turning in the Patch.".  After writing this first line of this paragraph ...  I changed it to what it is now ...   'Take a Break!'     Why?  Sometimes we make emotional decisions, rightly or wrongly, and may regret them down the road.  Sometimes we just need to step away and get our shit together.  Get a differrent viewpoint.  Whatever.  Let me be a notch more specific.

You belong to a group or association.  For whatever reason you don't 'feel it' anymore.  You don't feel that you're getting anything out of it. You may not agree with the direction it's going.  Or maybe you feel you've been wronged?  Maybe that you're being ignored.  Whatever it is, you're done.  Over it all.  So, you get on your phone .. or behind your keyboard .. and announce to whomever ... or worse .. the 'world' (think Social Media) that you're done and moving on.  Here is where I have a different viewpoint.  Why?  I'm thinking .. 'take a break!'.     A situation happened last night that got me to writing this.  But last month I saw a situation that stemmed from a FB Group being started up where hundreds of people joined up, shit went sideways, people got upset and when the smoke cleared some 'quit' The Assocation.  Some lost faith (huh?) in it all.  Hell, I remember when that group started up I was shaking my head. I personally questioned the 'reasons' it began.  I was aware of some of the players and had seen my share of what I percieved as BS on another format prior and now they had their own audience they essentially controlled.  Then 30 days later.. bam .. implodes and folks are butt hurt and going sideways.  Happened way sooner than I'd expected ... but didn't surprise me.   In any case .. .back to the point at hand.   

Take a Break!   Here's my advice I've given to many and not always heeded.  If you're unhappy with a group, take your vest , park it in the closet or garage , or hanging next to your bike .. wherever it normally hangs and let it sit there for awhile.  Take your soft colors and put them in an empty drawer.  Get off specific Social Media groups/pages, by unfollowing them.  Turn off notifications.  Now, assuming you actually have a life outside of it ... go live it.  STFU.  Relax.  As I write this it's September.  Let's assume you're all paid up in whatever group until next year.  Perfect.  If your group requires attendance over a period of time make sure you show your face, somewhere that counts, get your check mark and press on.  Problem Solved, right?  There is a really good chance whatever has you pissed off at the world, your group, people whatever, will go away after a cooling off period.  What if it doesn't?  Well .. many may disagree with me on this one .. but ...   next year, reach in your wallet (hypothetically), pay your annual dues  ...   wear generic clothing to a meeting or event, record your attendance .. and guess what .. you have another year to park it for your cooling off period.    Now, if you never come around ....   at some point .... you pull the plug.  HOWEVER, I'll bet $$ most do come around.  Most will get over whatever was bothering them.  Most will forget whatever pissed them off to start with.    Here's the part the cracks me up.  I've seen patches that profess a love for what they are part of.  Patches that say 'forever.' around the group sayings or mottos.  Seen ink on their body stating their love for it all.  To walk away from it all makes no sense to me.  What about that pledge they took when first joining?  Did that mean nothing?

I honestly don't get it.  Sadly, it makes me question human nature as a whole. Makes me question folks out the gate a lil harder.  Are they REALLY committed?  Do they REALLY care?  WHY are they joining in the first place?  

There ... off my chest.  Psssst....   want to know why I joined The Association I'm currently part of?  I wanted to ride with local Vets.  That's it.  Nothing more nothing less.  I wasn't looking for a charity group.  Wasn't looking to change the world.  Wasn't looking for help of any kind. Wasn't looking for new friends.  I simply wanted to ride; and with Vets that I have a common thread with ... even better.  Now, what it's all become to me is huge.  In some ways Life Changing.  I've made what I belive are lifetime friendships.  Have a new family. Realizing I have my own personal/mental issues I've ignored and look deeper into myself. Realzing a lot of folks that have served have acquired emotional baggage (ie PTSD) that's occured while keeping this Nation safe; more than I ever realized previously. I've found myself believing in something bigger and greater than myself for the first time in decades.  

So when someone decides to toss in their Patch ... I don't get it.  Take a Break




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