Mika was playing in Mesquite with The Virgin River Band. Q and I wanted to go watch her. We thought why not get a group of friends to go down. We got a gang together and met up at Merts in Phoenix Plaza.
We drove right into a storm. We drove in and out of it a few times. We were all soaked by the end of the storm but it felt great by the time we got to the bottom of the mountain.
The Not So Mild Hogs
We went and checked into our rooms and then all met at the Eureka for dinner. The food was great and the company was better. We rode the bikes back over to the Virgin River. We saw an area blocked off by cones that we swore they were holding just for us! Nice of them huh? We thought so.
We went in and claimed our spot in the lounge. The security officers didn't like us moving tables and chairs. It made me laugh. They were trying to be super tough but as rent a cops, it didn't work. Finally we just moved to the back of the lounge and set up shop there.
Q kept teasing Deborah and Perry about not being bikers. They went and got comfy before dinner. I think they were smart. We all had a blast dancing.
Sharon lent her vest to Perry so he could be a biker too. This totally cracked me up.
Sharon went and got the security guards to take a picture with us. It was a crack up. These were not the ones that were helicoptering over us all night. These were the good sports.
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