A very excited Jake after saying hello to his riding buddies on Saturday.
It’s finally happened. After weeks of watching bikes go by our house, we’re finally back on the road.
For those of you who don’t know our little family circle outside this blog, we’ve been renovating our kitchen. We’ve put it off for years, but finally decided in January that the time had come, so after about a month of planning and three months of demolition and construction, our project is nearing completion.
The idea was that we would get the reno done before riding season. We all know things never go quite the way we plan and our project was no exception. It took a little longer than we expected to finalize our cabinet design, then it took an extra week to get the electrical finished, and so on. And the weather, which has been great for everyone else, didn’t co-operate with our plan. Did anyone else notice that it got warm really early this year?
Jake has not been happy with our reno. First of all, you have to remember that our boy is all about his tummy. He was less than excited when we started to demolish the room that is his source of food and even less happy when “the magic counter” disappeared. We called it that because our dear doggie learned very quickly that all good things came from that one tiny countertop in our house so as soon as I went anywhere near it he was right there. You can imagine his disgust when it went out the door.
Our boy has also been less than thrilled with the amount of time we’ve devoted to our reno. Jake has always wanted to be wherever we are, being “helpful” in his own way by licking our faces if we’re low to the floor and picking up whatever we might leave behind to take it off somewhere for a chew. But within a very short time, as we spent more hours and more days in the kitchen, we saw less and less of Jake. If we wanted to see him, we had to go upstairs to the bedroom where he could be found either asleep or just, dare I say, sulking.
We had a very happy boy on Saturday morning when we told him we were all going for a ride. As our chaps and boots and jackets began emerging from the closet, Jake’s tail began to wag (actually it’s more like a twitch). When I fastened his yellow club bandana around his neck and told him he was going to see “his people,” he headed towards the door ready to roll. And when we arrived in Mahone Bay, he was incredibly excited as he ran around and said hello, doing his happy dance for all the members of the MMTA.
The annual pet food run was very successful. Despite the questionable weather, we had 65 bikes. Riders donated a variety of food and pet supplies and the event raised nearly $1,550 for SHAID. It was a great day for bikers and their four-legged friends.
The MMTA’s annual memorial run to remember bikers who passed away in the past year also had a good turnout on Sunday. Nearly 70 bikes made the run this year and we travelled from Blockhouse to New Germany, through Barss Corner and stopped in Cornwall for a brief service. We lost 28 riders in this province in the past year, 18 of them in motorcycle collisions. More than half of those were cut off by drivers making left-hand turns.
Please watch out for motorcycles on the road. We’re watching out for you.