A laugh at the Lobster Pound
Riding down the Weir's
Reflecting back at the Tattoo Parlor.
Charlie St. Clair, the rally director and my old friend (Sturgis City Park 1979,) sets off some great Fireworks from the beach every year on Wednesday night.
It was near midnight, and the Weirs gets very quiet by then, especially if its been raining or gets cold.
See what I mean about "in your face!" This was just a demonstration on correct New England expression.
Bill Gallo with a Sam
Checking out Chica's build-off bike at the Broken Spoke.
Greeting friends at the end of the POW / MIA vigil in Meredith's Hesky Park that follows the "Freedom Ride" from Laconia every year on the Thursday of Bike Week.
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