Saturday July 27. I ride up to the gate about 2 pm from Bristol CT on my 1976 FXE with my wife aboard. The attendant, Shorty says “$5”. I said we are Yankee chapter members, it’s free for us as I’m about to pull our cards out. He mumbled something then asked someone at the tables set well behind him. He then says “OK on the admission” and that I must park my bike across the street and cannot ride my bike in…What The €¥#%! He puts purple wristbands on us and we did park outside the fair grounds!?! As we re enter on foot I approach him thinking maybe he’s been sampling local dispensary products today, what gives? I tell him my bike is 48 years old (thought he woulda known vintage) we are paid up members, as I reach for our AMCA cards, again asking “why can’t I ride in” as last year? He waves off the cards believes we are members but does not answers the parking question when I press him again. Once in I started asking random attendees if they had to have their bike in some kind of entry or competing or what to ride in ?!? We rode in last year on Sunday after the weather event.
Nobody could understand why on my shovel I was turned away. They ought to staff the gate with someone who knows a shovel from a rake, from a doobie. Totally disgusted we hung a bit. Had a hot dog, took some pics and before we left hung out at the only shady picnic tables - big tree nearer the entrance talking with others. I don’t know if I can coax my wife to ride up to a future event after that treatment. I mistakenly thought I was attending a motorcycle event staffed by motorcycle people….? At one point late the gate was unattended and the folks we were talking to said bring it in but we split figuring to get a nice scenic loop before dark. Going home via Ma 112 to US20, Ma 8 to CT. I’ll say Mass 112 is a fantastic mc road. Ideal for my shovel to get into a rhythm with the road. We first stopped at the West End Pub in Shelburne Falls for a beer and food near Greenfield. We’ve been there a few times. Did 200 miles total Saturday, two up on secondary roads. I’ll consider my future involvement by the time renewal comes around next July. I know it’s one jerk and I treated him too politely (biting my tounge) but never again. I’ll just unload on him if we cross paths again as is my way on stupid people. Ya rub a dog’s nose it when they poop the house….I now posted my experience in the AMCA forum after the HD Shovel forum where I usually visit. I have no bridges to burn here, who cares…? I send my $, love the magazine and go to this one meet. I squeeze the event into my busy life. I envisioned the day Saturday sitting under that tree with my wife and shovel close by swapping stories and kicking tires, making new acquaintances.
Big “OH Well”…..
Nobody could understand why on my shovel I was turned away. They ought to staff the gate with someone who knows a shovel from a rake, from a doobie. Totally disgusted we hung a bit. Had a hot dog, took some pics and before we left hung out at the only shady picnic tables - big tree nearer the entrance talking with others. I don’t know if I can coax my wife to ride up to a future event after that treatment. I mistakenly thought I was attending a motorcycle event staffed by motorcycle people….? At one point late the gate was unattended and the folks we were talking to said bring it in but we split figuring to get a nice scenic loop before dark. Going home via Ma 112 to US20, Ma 8 to CT. I’ll say Mass 112 is a fantastic mc road. Ideal for my shovel to get into a rhythm with the road. We first stopped at the West End Pub in Shelburne Falls for a beer and food near Greenfield. We’ve been there a few times. Did 200 miles total Saturday, two up on secondary roads. I’ll consider my future involvement by the time renewal comes around next July. I know it’s one jerk and I treated him too politely (biting my tounge) but never again. I’ll just unload on him if we cross paths again as is my way on stupid people. Ya rub a dog’s nose it when they poop the house….I now posted my experience in the AMCA forum after the HD Shovel forum where I usually visit. I have no bridges to burn here, who cares…? I send my $, love the magazine and go to this one meet. I squeeze the event into my busy life. I envisioned the day Saturday sitting under that tree with my wife and shovel close by swapping stories and kicking tires, making new acquaintances.
Big “OH Well”…..
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