Hmmmmm. Where's our leader?
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Oh, there she is! Wait, that was later.
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Ah, all together at last.
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Quick meeting about rules of the road, then off we go.
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It took us a stop or two before we figured we should park in the shade.
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Then, there were various cooling techniques ...
the water douse,
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... the hookah,
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the ice-in-the-bra, ...
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the pull-down-your-pants, ...
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and the wear-fewer-clothes method (but, wait, that was later)
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Our host, Carolyn
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Beth's up early and ready to go
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Beth and her dream vehicle
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Karen and her dream vehicles
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Cute couple
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The whole contingent ready for the corset cruise
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We're grateful to Holly that at least one of us actually wore a corset!
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Lots of bikes at the start of the ride
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First stop, instead of drawing a card, we got to fish for a numbered duckie.
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At one stop, we had to throw a dart for a number.
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That stop offered popsickle push-ups
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and conversation with our sisters
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Then we got to the park
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one of our sister hostesses from the Wild Rogue Chapter
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More of our sisters, and us
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Our contingent
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Lots of picture moments
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Keeping with the Mardi Gras theme
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A serious face
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Oh, that's why
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Most unusual bike
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and biggest motor
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Mary Jo takes a dip
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Ahhh, that's cold
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Not exactly an olympic (no splash) dive
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Mary Jo invites us to pan for gold
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Karen and Carolyn join in
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But, alas, they're just posers
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The music was grand
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As was the fashion
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Karen and the cat rest afterward while a bunch go out on the town
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We presented our hostess with a Harley shirt as a small token of thanks.
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Gizmo. What's breakfast without texting?
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