September 10, 2017

Biker Feature {Jenny}

An August evening in Emerson, IA served as the setting for my photo practice session #2 with none other then Jenny and her green machine. Jenny lovingly called this session her “senior” photos, referencing more age then the traditional HS milestone. We had a fun evening and I learned a lot about lighting and what the lack there-of does to photo quality. Each session I learn something new, which is exactly my intention and purpose.

Thanks, Jenny! Enjoy a few of my favorite photos from the night.

Cheers!

June 20, 2017

11th Annual Biker B!tch Run | July 2016

The 11th (E.L.E.V.E.N.T.H) annual Biker B!tch run happened July 2016. Can’t believe it’s been 11 years!

Also can’t believe it took me almost a year to get a post up about it.

Better late then never??

Ya, let’s roll with that, mkay? 🙂

The 11th goes down in the history books for probably the most unique B!tch run to date. But, we came, we saw and we conquered.

…And Pep is still smiling that bright and shiny beautiful smile of hers.

We had a few bonus girls with us manning the Jeep and it was GREAT to have them along.

The Jeep came in handy as you will find out in a few more scrolls down.

The day started in Council Bluffs at a bar that has since closed down, but hey, we appreciated their hospitality while it lasted. Their parking lot was prime real estate!

Heidi’s bike on the other hand didn’t treat her so kindly. High-five to Tyree for saving her.

After I did my best bossy-pants photo set-ups…

It was time to rollllllllll…

First stop: Twisted Tail in Beebeetown, IA; where the food was delicious, drinks were cold and the fan clubs were in full paparrazi mode.

These young girls above wanted pictures taken with them, so of COURSE we obliged. And then the beautiful ladies below were next in line.

We were feeling famous for about a minute. 😉

Thanks to Jenn and her continuous drill seargent fitness instructor ways, she challenged Jessica to some weighted squats.

With her as the weight.

Damn, Jess. You’ve got great form…

… And a graceful fall.

And before we knew it, it was time to roll on out again.

Want to see us in action?

↓ Click on the photo below ↓

Dunlap, IA to Lampe’s Pub we went. And also where we hunkered down for the better part of the day.

Sadly, we had a bike that needed some medical attention. Flat tires and riding do NOT go hand in hand. Fortunately said flat didn’t happen until we were at a significantly reduced speed creeping into town. Hello road angels. Liz felt your presence, as did the rest of us. ❤

Thank to a local Dunlap towny, we got Liz’s wheel off,

drove it down to Woodbine, IA to see the Motorcycle Medic for some TLC

Then back to Dunlap for the local patron to help us get the wheel back on.

Like I said… it was an adventure!

Thanks Dunlap man.

If we can remember your name, I’ll give you full on credit next time. 🙂

Meanwhile back at the bar during the bike medical assistance…

Things were getting a little wild.

Work it, own it, strut it.

Rawr

Weird… wonder how that dancing red dress emoji girl got on the bar.

The girls sweet talked this young little bartender into taking his shirt off.

When I ordered a PBR, he didn’t know what it was.

Oh, Bless his cute little young heart.

Rumor has it the Sheriff rolled through three times. Apparantly our prolonged presence was making the town folk nervous.

Funniness aside – we thank our men and women in blue for all they do to keep us safe.

And on that note with bike wounds healed and everyone accounted for and completely sober, it was time to roll.

Thanks, Lampe’s for the good times.

On to Pop N Docs for a quick drink by the river.

Tyree and her cowgirl hat hotness.

And before we knew it, we were rolling on to the Cottonwood Marina in Blair, NE.

But not without the required lollipops first.

Blair provided us with some dancing, mingling and some goodbyes as a few of us seperated ways as this was technically one of the last stops.

And with that, our whirlwind of a day was over and the 11th annual was a wrap.

I am truly thankful for all the strong, empowering, beautiful, full of LOVE females I know.

What a beautiful ride it is.

And what a beautiful ride it will continue to be.

❤

Cheers!

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Special Thanks:

Anytime Tees – Council Bluffs, IA

The Twisted Tail – Beebeetown, IA

Lampe’s Pub – Dunlap, IA

Motorcycle Medic– Woodbine, IA

Pop N Docs – Decatur, IA

Cottonwood Marina – Blair, NE

September 13, 2015

Weekend in Review | September 11-13, 2015

Friday

A little dinner and VFC Fights with friends at Stir Cove. Hello fall weather and sweatshirts! It was chilly!

Clint loves taking selfies with me. Adores it, y’all!

An easy, breezy Friday eve!

Saturday

Full leathers, Harley time, Girlfriends, Memorial Poker Run and a whopping 352 miles round trip for this girl. It was a legit day on the bike!

Stop 1: Emerson, IA

Our stop in Emerson was to support Sara at her first annual JunkFest. Check her out at SW Iowa Primitives, Antiques and Furniture. It was also Emerson Days and they just so happened to be lining up for the big parade while we were there. We contemplated jumping in on it, but sadly we had to get rolling before the parade actually started. But, that didn’t stop us from first getting distracted by big shiny firetrucks, apparently. Good thing the Fire Chief in town is fellow biker sister, Liz. 🙂

Stop 1.5: Villisca to pick up Tina and on to Stop 2: Clarinda to sign up for the Shane Scroggs Memorial Poker Run. Shane is a Clarinda native who passed away far too soon. His family started this Poker Run in his name 6 years ago and all donations go to Scholarship Funds for Clarinda graduates.

This is also where we met up with a few more sista’s before hitting the road!

Stop 3: Hayloft, Grant, IA

Can’t be on the bike without Tootsie Pops. It’s a rule, folks. A Jordan Rule.

Stop 4: Huffy’s, Anita, IA

Stop 5: Marne, IA

Stop 5.5: Avoca for Fuel

Stop 6: The Back Forty, Macedonia, IA

Where the staffing was short and two of our Biker B’s hopped in to help.

#onceabartenderalwaysabartender

Nice work, Liz and Tyree!

We hung out at this stop for quite a while. Food was the common denominator.

And becoming SnapChat friends was critical.

This stop is where some of the gals bounced. Some to Missouri Valley, one to CB and the other to Omaha. The rest of us motored on to…

Stop 7: Stanton, IA and then on to Stop 8/9: Clarinda, IA

Final Poker Hand Drawing:

This guy rode his bike the entire Poker Run Route: 180 Miles.

There were three men total. One guy make it 130 miles. One made the whole run but bounced home instead of coming back to the bar. Can you imagine?! That is a lot of miles… but for such a great cause. Good money was raised.

The last group event of the night was a loop through Clarinda led by Shane’s brother in the truck he and his dad were rebuilding 6 years ago. Cars, bikes, loud pipes through the town of Clarinda.

A very touching tribute and tradition.

Then it was back to the bowling alley to leather up for the chilly and dark 90 mile road back home.

But, not before a butt shot and Ski trying to steal Liz’s bike.

Those silly girls…

Back to Omaha and in my driveway by 10:30pm. 352 miles and 14 hours of awesome. Night riding remains some of my favorite times to get out there. Your senses come alive.

It’s exhilarating.

Sunday

A lazy day. Lash appointment, grocery store and an entire afternoon sitting in my back yard reading, blogging, enjoying the fire my husband has started and love from this guy:

Yet another perfect weekend.

Cheers!

September 9, 2015

10th Annual B!tch Run | July 25th, 2015

↓ Girls, Girls, Girls

What a day …

with all these girls

❤

And to think that it all started from these two minds.

🙂

So, how on earth do I even begin wrapping up an entire days worth of photos into one post? This is the main reason why it has taken me darn near two months to even start this entry. Do I make multiple posts? Do I make one giant one? And what photos of the over 450 do I share with you fine people?

You feeling my dilemma here?

And so, it was decided. This giant, noteworthy, epic day is going to be wrapped up into one GIANT, beautiful, powerful, kick-ass post featuring some equally beautiful, powerful, kick-ass women.

Here we go…

The Hard Luck Saloon | Council Bluffs, IA

The Hard Luck served as our meetup point. The start of Bloody Mary’s, shirt exchanges and pre-run group photos. Because rain, of course.

11:45am | Kickstands up. Time to start the day.

Nothing hotter than THAT view right there.

Hey ladies. ❤

The Wild’s | Bartlett, IA

Where the drinks were cold, conversations started flowing, people loosened up and epic gift giving was had.

Now, why on earth they wanted to pick up my ass is beyond me. I think Jenn just wanted to get a little frisky.

But it served as the perfect opportunity for the girls to give me the most thoughtful, hilarious, absolutely PERFECT gift of all time. Sneaky little sisters, I tell ya!

I’m just going to allow the photos to do the talking from here on out.

Brace yourselves for this awesomeness.

Oh, NO you DIDN’T!

Oh, YES you DID!

B!tches Betta Recognize!

The Story. Around the 4th of July I found a photo of this jacket on the good ol’ Internet and posted it on my Harleys & Heels page reminiscing about my Junior High years when I actually DID have this exact jacket. Fringe and all. Who knew that a few of these girls (I believe Tracy was the mastermind in getting this all going – LOVE you, doll) would pull off searching, finding, buying and organizing a group card.

Best, sistas, EVER.

And with that… we moved on.

❤

The Riverside Inn | Riverton, IA

Kayla, Sara and Jess were the Jeep crew.

Fortunately, soon after this photo, they were able to take the Freedom Panels out! It wouldn’t be a B run without a little rain! 🙂

Cocktails…

Selfies

And more…

Riverton was a short and sweet stop. Enough for a couple cocktails and a little ruckus before leaving this quaint little town. What kind of ruckus you ask? Click here.

On to Shenandoah, IA where we caused a mild curiosity amongst the local PD. I think we counted three drive-by’s? I promise, we were on our best behavior.

All those women on two wheels?

Ya, I’d do a few drive-by’s myself!

❤