There once was a time, in the Drew’s Crew heyday, when a gaggle of motorcycle riders would gather at some centrally located spot and then head out for places unknown along roads unridden for sights unseen. During the summer these trips sometime consumed the entire sunlight of the long summer day - rides lasting over 12 hours and traveling over 500 miles.
It was glourious; meadows filled with wild flowers; two lanes cut beside babbling streams; sweeping mountaing roads with distant vistas fast giving way to decrreasing radaii and switchbacks. Lunch stops hidden so deep there’s little chance of finding our way back again.
And yet we rode on; Maryland. Virginia, Ohio, Pennsylvania, West Virginia, Kentucky, Georga, North / South Caroline, Tennessee, Florida. Jim rode to North Dakota for Sturges.
But things change; people change; groups change.
Drew’s Crew is no more. There is still a placesholder group for people to visit on Facebook, but it too quickly became dormant. People visit - but not to schedule rides. More to simply escape boredom and perhaps to reminisce.
There is one small subset of the group that appears to keep in contact. I’ve been asked by some of them if I were interested in a few rides; but not for every ride nor every event. And I’m okay with that I guess. Chances are I would not be interested in every overnighter nor week long trips. But It’s always nice to be able to say “no” you know?
Perhaps I’m just being too sensitive. I’d like to be asked for every ride. But I’m retiring in 6 weeks and I’ll have plenty of time to ride then. And I plan on riding until I can’t ride anymore - or 70 - which is only 5 years away.
Maybe I should go on the overnighters and week longs. May not be able to at some point in the near future.
All things must end sometime.
Usually before you want then to though…
