Easy Riders on Aisle 9

This close to midnight, all I can think to say is, "Thank the Lord for my iPhone when I forget my fully-loaded Canon camera at home!"  And, on days at Super Wal-Mart like today, I'm pretty darned grateful for my curious and friendly nature when the occasion warrants.

Because sometimes the parking lot yields delightful surprises worth a second look, or two, or THREE, in this case.  Meet Joe Blair and his two dreadlocked pooches. Six months out of the year, this close-knit trio straps on the saddlebags and straps into their respective places on the family motorcycle and crisscrosses the United States, rain, wind, or shine.  The other four months are spent planning their next journey at their homebase in Bowling Green, Kentucky. And, no doubt Joe tidies up the custom Rastafarian grooming he created for his little road buddies.

Where the four-legged bikers are perched is where they remain during their travels on the highways and bi-ways with the wind in their beards.

Though their name escapes me, I remember that this guy is the friendly one.  He's tucked ten years of chopper riding under his safety straps.  Those wee goggles crack me up . . . but somehow they go with his whole attitude. And perfectly match his hair!

This rather artsy-looking fellow is a seventeen-year veteran of the open road.  He prefers to remain aloof and does not welcome being handled by strangers.  TOO cool for school! I sensed his desire to be done with Wal-Mart and its onlookers.  He probably knows Dennis Hopper and Peter Fonda. Absolutely born to be wild . . .