It seemed wrong to be this close and not take in the scenic, little town of Sturgis. From our cabin it is just a short trip up 14A to the heart of the town. Nestled snugly along both sides of Interstate 90 Sturgis is a rustic, small town that seems to exist, at least before the bikers begin to arrive, on the sale of t-shirts. We found a street lined with shops, mostly closed, and walked along the empty sidewalks.
There were three or four shops that were opened, tidy and filled with leather goods, travel mugs, and Sturgis Bike Rally t-shirts. This year is the 75th anniversary of the Sturgis Rally. An occasion celebrated in vivid color on 100% cotton. Having worked for many years in the t-shirt graphic industry, mostly embroidery, but some screen printing, I can tell you without doubt, that there are tons of t-shirts stretching from Wall all the way to Lead, and probably beyond.
It was not the only thing, of course, there is a saloon. The Knuckle Saloon, with a bull riding arena
inside. An expansive saloon area, and a craft brewery. There was no bull riding while we were there, which is ok with me, watching people climb on the back of an angry 1,600 pound devil, already mad, and then go out of his way to anger it further is still a little intimidating to me. I can not think of a good reason to climb on a bull, but several come readily to mind to stay hell and gone away from the snarling, snorting angry beasts. Number one, it could be lethal.
But, the craft beer was excellent, I recommend the VA' Knockers Blond ale, it was light, with a slight bitter aftertaste, and since that is the extent of my beer snob language, I will just say if you are passing through, stop in, have a beer, and a combo platter of appetizers (thank goodness my doctor does not read this blog). A buffet sized platter of food fried to golden perfection, onion rings, french fries, chicken fingers, mushrooms, jalapeno poppers... well, you get the idea. All cooked to perfection. When you stop by, tell them Tim sent you, and when they ask "Tim who?" tell them "exactly."
Monday, June 8, 2015
T-shirts, craft beer, and fried food.
Labels: bike week, blond, bull riding, craft beer, fried food, knuckle lounge, rally, Sturgis, t-shirts
There is not much to say, but, for those who find any offense, please remember these are only stories, jokes, and have no relation to reality. Kind of like life.
I like life, and hope it lasts a long time, but it does require some explanation, that is why these blogs exist. To help people navigate times and events that make no sense.
Here are a few places you can find a few things.
The Original Life Explained. Where it all started, a little rambling and a lot of nothing important.
Life Explains The End Views on humanity's race to self extinction. I hope I am wrong.
Life Explains Smiles Because everybody likes it when you smile.
Life Explains Aging Getting older is not always easier, but it is worth the effort. And a few small things can make it much more pleasant.
Life Explains Traveling and Commuting Mostly commuting. Driving bugs me and working bugs me so driving to work is the ultimate insult of modern life, and I like to complain.
Life Explained Explores History. The real problem with history is there is so much of it. It is all over the place. But, if you take the time to look at the small pieces it is fascinating.
Life Explains Music Music is a universal language. I like guitar based rock and roll, but there is a little bit of a lot here.