From the Mind of Big Ed

Big Ed aka 2Timer

Hello You Happy People!

I got to tell ya. I love it. I love this life. I love the people who cherish this way of life like I do. The bikes, the wind, the ride, and the bonds made when you share the open road. Folks, I can’t express the gratitude I felt when we had the LOCO SHOWDOWN at the Kinston Drag Strip for our 10th Anniversary. We had so much support. I was standing at the gates and folks where just constantly coming in. I can’t thank you folks enough. It was a great day, as well. We had folks burning up the strip with races and seeing how fast they could cross the line. The sounds of those pipes MAN! What more can I say! Not to mention, it was relaxing. With the virus plannedimic folks were tired of sitting around the house. They wanted to come out and watch the races and be around like minded folks. It made the whole thing that much better. People were checking out the chrome in the bike show. They were checking out the venders. People were walking around just feeling good to be out and talking with friends and family. Nasty, which is our president of Unspoken Sons M.C., he threw this out there and wanted to make our 10 year anniversary as a club to be special. It was a gamble, too. With all the fear and B.S. being thrown out there with the virus, we didn’t know if we were going to be able to pull it off. But man, we did!...and I’m so thankful. I don’t want to push too much out there about my club, but we are more then a club, we are family and we are close and we work at it to keep it that way. With me mentioning family. I got to tell you good people, our club’s anniversary which is a celebration to USS. It’s also a hard time in our hearts, as well. Nine years ago our brother, Jerry Jarman ( Daytona ), was killed by a drunk driver shortly after he left our club house heading home. We celebrate our club’s brotherhood but it’s followed with pain for a great man. I came into the club 4 months before their first year Anniversary. I didn’t get to know Daytona like the rest of the originals did. I got to talk to Daytona and I rode a few rides with him. I remember him being a calm, cool, and collective individual. He seemed to always have a smile on his face and he loved the brothers in the club. Me, Sparky and Daytona went to a local watering hole and he bought me a beer. We sat down at the bar and he started telling me a bit of club history to educate me for the process that was yet to come with my first steps of being in an MC. So, that alone told me he was serious about the club, but also he was open arms to have me as his new brother. That means a lot.

So, to remember and celebrate the life of Daytona, the brothers of Unspoken Sons have a ride dedicated to our brother. The Daytona ride. It’s happened every year and it will continue forever in my eyes. We usually make a nice ride around our county of Lenoir. We begin our ride by going to the spot where Daytona left this world behind. We remember the man. We celebrate his life and the brotherhood we share. This year though, we did it a little different. The club decided to head off to Laurel Springs in the North Carolina Mountains.

Man, this was a great trip! I ride an ‘08 Nightster. Yea...I know. I’m 6ft 2. I’m also a delightful 275 pounds and I’m riding a sporty. I can hear the comments already. I’m a man with a family. Family comes first then my motorcycle. That’s just the way I roll and the bike is paid for. So, it’s no hair off my ass! But I will say that 88 miles is the starting point for me looking a gas station. It’s also a wonderful feeling to stop for gas on a sporty. My butt is so thankful especially when you stop for the third time for gas. I stretch my legs, burn a cigarette and take a few sips of a drink. Hell, I’m ready to do another 88 after that! Maybe one day I’ll get me a big boy bike, but my ‘08 Nightster is a good girl and she keeps me in the wind.

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From The Mind of Big Ed...

Back to the trip. Most of the brothers were able to make the ride this year. So, to roll into the mountains with almost our full crew was sweet as ---- !!! ( I’ll let you fill in the blank ). As soon as I started to see the mountains in the horizon I felt like a kid going to a fair or water park. I was excited and ready to roll up and down that Blue Ridge Parkway. We made it into Laurel Springs a bit later than expected but we made it there safe and in one piece so no need to complain. We stayed at Station’s Inn and Freeborne’s Motel. Which was mighty accommodating with a restaurant and bar being attached to the Motel. We had the entire place to ourselves which was also fantastic. We all celebrated the trip the way Unspoken Sons like to party ( You have to be there ). The next day we headed out for some breakfast and filled our bellies. Shortly after we hit the Blue Ridge and Lord have mercy y’all. It was beautiful!

The leaves hadn’t completely changed for USS but the blue horizon of those mountains were breath taking! I also have to mention that the sound of all those bikes wrapping around those mountains was freaking fantastic! I really enjoyed the ride. I mean, we were there to enjoy our brotherhood and to remember the life of a fellow brother. So, it’s bitter sweet. But then to top off that day, one of our brothers took USS to a beautiful overlook of the mountains. As we were enjoying the view and snapping away pictures he drops to his knee and presented a ring to his lady and asked the big question...And she said yes! Congratulations Gump and Shortround!!! I love yall!

Anyway, we made it back home after the trip. We once again made it back safe and in one piece. What more can you ask for? We all had a great ride and we got to share a memory with each other that nobody can take away. A wonderful life was ended but a new life was created. That’s good shit y’all!

That’s going to be all from me in this one folks.

Y’all stay safe out there and I will be seeing you Behind Barz.

Big Ed / 2Timer