Day 7: Fried foods day!

Have I told you all that every meal is donated during the 10 days of the Run?  The amount of planning it takes to coordinate this must be daunting.  VFW Posts, churches, CMA chapters, Motorcycle Dealerships, various foundations and even individuals sponsor all of our meals and nearly half of our gas stops.  What a blessing!

Today’s lunch was a filling fried chicken feast which could only be topped by a fried catfish dinner! Wowzers, was that catfish good!  Felt like we were on a mash up episode of Wild Hogs, and Duck Dynasty.

The day’s events were better than the food.  Our platoon of riders did a breakout mission to lay a wreath at the gravesite of a recently deceased long-time RFTW and Patriot Guard Rider. Many of our leadership knew him. It was a somber moment, which clearly meant a great deal to his family and those in attendance. It was an honor to represent RFTW for this important mission.  Afterwards, we visited a VA Hospital and Soldier’s home.  Dad and I laid hands on and prayed for a staff member. We also visited with a number of patients. It was great to hear their stories and to let them know they are not forgotten.  We handed out pins and a shirt as keepsakes before we had to depart.

Dad’s bike is still acting a bit wonky on the electrical side of things. He couldn’t get it to start at our gas stop just before lunch.  Bonus here, lunch was at Waterkotte Harley-Davidson. They pulled and charged the battery for him. This made us miss the departure time with the main group so he and I rode the 160 remaining miles of the day by ourselves. We crossed over the border from Illinois, and nearly rode across the bottom of Indiana to our stop in Corydon.

All said, it was a great day.  We did hit some rain, but the crazy, tornado spawning, storms are still behind us.  God has been oh so good.

Keep watching Jean’s blog for pictures of each day’s events. As a rider, I’m to busy to take many pictures.