Occasionally attending these events for a couple years now and I've noticed a prominent pattern in myself: sensory overload. I've learned to avoid the gastronomical overload by eating light, but the visual (and auditory) senses still

It's like going to Madison Square Garden and unable to see anything in the sea of lights, colors, hustle and bustle; there are so many bikes in the sea.
So I usually find a wall to stand against, or a seat to sit, and just watch. And break the photographers' First Rule of Simplification (avoid busy and 'noisy' shots) by shooting close ups of a huge group of bikes: a chaotic mix of colors, shapes, textures....... I was especially fond of this group because of the colors and juxtapositions: sports bikes next to dirt bikes-wannabe-sport bikes-and-turned-into-Motards (a juxtaposition in itself, but I think I can sense why they rock).

I took a lot of photos of this group from a variety of angles; they all give different perspectives.
Then there are the oddballs. They really stand out because they are, well, unusual and interesting!
I have to admit this was another, maybe most favorite group. Afterall, they are what I like, and have: street legal dirt bike and a V-strom. I grinned big when I saw them pull up.
Knobbies on a bike are Doc Martins; serious business $@^* kickers. They suck on the freeway but just as fun on sweeper and roller coaster tarmac as they are biting mongrels on dirt/sand/gravel. I had a blast with the 250 this trip and on the winding FM roads. (as the wheelie testified....).
Uh oh.....
The officer stopped to inquire what was going on. After being informed, questions and laughter ensued regarding bikes, TWT events, etc and I suspect a local officer may be joining us in the near future??
On the left edge of the above photo, you can see the Leader of the Pack approach. After a reporter asked for "Who's your leader for this function?", an old song suddenly jumped into the minds of everyone in ear shot (that was old enough to remember)
"I met him at the pie store....
He's the Leader of the Pack.
vroom, vroooooom".
You've been branded, Chuck.
Our TWT Gate Master (who's the Key Master??

) and Debbie made a special appearance from Hinterland Down South. I'm duly impressed by the long ride in the heat
I don't know if y'all noticed we had a Watcher hovering over us, to make sure we all enjoyed our food. Good thing he wasn't facing the other way.
I avoided riding in the heat yesterday and had a leisurely ride home early early this morning. It was so cool and hardly NO traffic.
My only minor mishap on the way to Celina was a bee that went down the back collar of my mesh jacket and stung me twice. After tearing off my jacket (after I stopped), I took perverse pleasure watching him wither and die on the ground.
My own ride report will be posted on my blog site later.