I didn’t see a mention on the Hells Angels website, but there was obviously something going on up peninsula this weekend.
Me and the Farm Manager were heading down to Letterkenny country today to attend the bridal shower of a nephew of mine. He’s a Red Seal diesel mechanic and she’s an insurance adjuster. They already bought themselves a place in Listowel, proving yet again that kids with actual marketable skills can still make a go of it.
If you’ve never watched an episode of Letterkenny, you really should. They’ve got gay Mennonites and all kinds of crazy stuff.
On our journey we passed multiple packs of big fat bikers on big fat Harley’s heading the opposite direction. We knew something was up up north.
Then we pulled up to a red light at the intersection of County Road 7 and Highway 89, which happens to be in downtown Harriston. We’re one car back of the stoplight.
There’s a caravan of bikers coming the other way, and holy shit, they’re all driving through the red light!
One fat guy on a Harley had blocked the car in front of us, and a couple of others had pulled over to block traffic from Highway 89, and the road was shut down through an entire traffic light cycle to accommodate a couple of hundred fat old white guys driving their Harleys through a red light.
Kinda cool!
And just to be clear; there was some skinny young guys in the mix as well.
Oddly proud moment to find my son and the love of his life in a blog.
Fun finds Dieter.
(Happily ever after living in Letterkenny country!)