Well, we had quite a UCOA meeting this month, we had a political visitor, we had Casey come back to share some of the history of UCOA, and we had Bandido Diablo’s (Talon’s Potter) raffle drawing for several wonderful pieces of potter that raised money that will be used to help feed native Americans families at Thanksgiving. Oh, and I hardly need to mention that there are several events coming up in the next month, so be sure to go to the CALENDAR on the UCOTEXAS.ORG web site on the UCOA page. I hope you enjoy the photos;
We live our lives, in what could be described as a very noisy and distracting world. A world where there are reports of terrorist attacks almost daily, reports of motorcyclist deaths or injuries nearly every weekend, and the situation in Waco doesn’t seem to ever change. Yes, there are many things that try to make us angry and pull our focus away from what is important. But as Lefty said, “we must not let ourselves get distracted”. We are a community of brothers and sisters that care about each other and we care about keeping the freedom we have to live a lifestyle that focuses on brotherhood, integrity and respect. We know what we want, but the world keeps trying to pull us this way and that, trying to distract us from our main focus.
But fortunately, I am sure you won’t be surprised to hear that the Bible talks about fighting against distraction;
Philippians 4:6,7 “Don’t worry about anything; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done. Then you will experience God’s peace, which exceeds anything we can understand. His peace will guard your hearts and minds as you live in Christ Jesus.”
As Gimmi Jimmy once said (my paraphrase) “If God is for us, who can be against us?”. I know that God is in control, and while He doesn’t promise us that everything in this life will be easy, He does promise us that when we trust Him, he will protect us in the palm of His hands.
John 10:28-30 ” I give them eternal life, and they shall never perish; no one will snatch them out of my hand. My Father, who has given them to me, is greater than all; no one can snatch them out of my Father’s hand. I and the Father are one.”
So, I know where I am placing my trust, and I believe He will give me His peace, and keep the distractions away, How about you?
If you have never experienced the peace that God can give you, and you want that peace, please talk to me or one of the other chaplains after the meeting.
We attended the COC&I meeting today at the Roadhouse. We heard from our legislative warriors about the anti-profiling bill we are fighting for during the next legislative session. The reason there is a need for such a bill, is because we have repeatedly seen instances of motorcycle riders being asked to leave restaurants, bars and other establishments because they are wearing motorcycle vests or club patches. We have also seen even more serious cases, such as the Waco incident in May 2015, where police assumed that 200 motorcycle riders that got together for a political meeting were all involved in a skirmish that took place outside the event. But for the Grace of God, I and my wife would have been arrested as well, except that we arrived a bit late because of traffic. The really sad thing about that day, is that nine people died.
So, we are very serious about not wanting this to ever happen again, and one small way you can help, is to support the anti-profiling bill we are putting forward. We already have a sponsor, but we need signatures of support from any one that has been part of, or even any one that has heard about motorcycle profiling occurring. If you have watched thew news in the last year, or read anything about Waco, you most likely know someone that was effected by this injustice.
Here is a link to go sign the petition. It will ask for your name, zip code and email address.
If you would like to print out the petition page and take it to a club meeting, download the pdf, print it and get the signatures.
You will then need to mail the originals to one of the COC&I officers listed here;
Region 1 – COC&I Officers
Region 1 – C.O.I.R. Officers
Unit Commander – Richard “Woody” Wells – firstname.lastname@example.org
You only need to sign once, but we need everyones support for this important cause. Please sign, and have all your friends and relatives sign as well.
Here are some photos of the event today;
Well, Debbie and I got out of our frump, and decided to ride our bikes to the Sweat Hogs Rally up in Georgetown today. Of course, since we hadn’t ridden in a while, it took a while to get the bikes ready to go. Start Debbie’s FXR, let it puke oil (because it hasn’t been ridden in a month or more), put more (new) oil back in then Check the tires, they need air, so we pump them up, on hers and mine. Ok, ready to go. Elapsed time 45 minutes. The good news was, we started around 10:30, and we don.t need to be there till early afternoon.
It is only about a 15 miles drive up IH35 from our house to Hardtails, but since we didn’t want to drive with all the crazy on 35, we took the back way out Grand Avenue Pkwy, and up on 1460. Cut over at the Georgetown loop, and it drop us almost at Hardtails front door. The traffic wasn’t bad, and I don’t think we saw even one actual crazy. Overall, it was a pretty nice ride. The temperature wasn’t too bad yet, and we were able to keep moving so it felt good.
On arrival, we parked and wandered in. There was already quite a few people there, so we walked around saying hello to everybody, and of course mentioning that we were on the bikes. After all, it happens so rarely, it’s important to point it out. We bought our meal tickets, and then we found the Cake Walk table, and eyed some tasty looking cupcakes so Debbie purchased a couple of ticket for use later when the Cake Walk actually started running (walking?). We saw a vendor, and Debbie bought a couple of patches. By this time it is after 1 PM, so we decided to head over and get the pulled pork plates.
Everything went fine, until I managed to drop my full plate as I was trying to add some sauce to the sandwich. I was very embarrassed of course, but they took it all in stride, and whipped up another plate for me, which I was very careful not to drop. The sandwich was great, and it was accompanied by potato salad, beans and chips. It definitely hit the spot.
We saw Bandido Diablo, the owner of Talons Pottery, so we talked with him about the great visit we had with Nikki last week. Great people.
As the temperature was increasing, my energy level was decreasing so we headed inside to escape the heat and get a cool soda. After we finished that we headed over to Hog Alley so Debbie could replenish her supply of oil. We talked with our friends there for a bit, and then headed out to the bikes.
As we were getting ready to leave, Debbie remembered the Cake Walk ticket. So, we went in to see if they were running (walking) it yet. It turns out there still weren’t quite ready, so we asked if we could buy a cake to take with us. We negotiated a price, and we headed out to the bikes with our cake. On the way we saw Bandido Smokey and who volunteered to help us eat it, but we told him we were saving it for church tomorrow and he let us go.
We drove home the way we came, avoiding IH35. Arrived home safely, but totally exhausted by the heat. I guess I’m not the biker I used to be, but praise God we made it and we were on the bikes. Oh, and the cake made it too with only minor damage, which Debbie was able to mostly correct.
We had our quarterly Presidents meeting this evening. This is where we talk about the future and announce events, and just generally have an open mike for discussion. Tonight, in addition to announcements, we heard from a local insurance agent that had very reasonable short term disability insurance available for this of us that don’t have it through our jobs. This seemed particularly appropriate because we have had a lot of people go down this past year, and it just seems like it is a good idea to invest in some insurance, if you aren’t already. You just never know when something unexpected will pop up and you end up on the ground and out of work for a month.