The Carolinas’ Full Throttle Magazine
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10th Annual I Remember Click Dice Run By: Wally Wersching
I met “Click” Baldwin and his wife Dianne was when they bought the small Harley-Davidson dealership on Franklin Boulevard in Gastonia, NC. I think that it was one of the smallest dealerships in the country. I was a charter member of their Harley Owners Group (HOG), and during the meetings we had to stand between the clothes racks because there was no room for anything. That was in the late 1980’s. Since then, “Click” became a highly respected member of the Harley-Davidson family. I could go on writing about him but if you really want to know about “Click”, and how he died on Tuesday, July 29, 2008 in a motorcycle crash in Montana, Google him. It’s all there! In 2006, I worked for him as a Rider’s Edge coach at Carolina Harley-Davidson (his incredibly large dealership) – one of the biggest in the country. It was fun! He was a great boss. The Carolina Thunder Club honors him every year during the last weekend in July. This year was a little different than previous years. Due to Cavendish Brewing’s recent collaboration with other national brewers introducing a Black is Beautiful beer with a percentage of sales supporting Black Lives Matter, the Carolina Thunder changed the venue for the start and end of the Click Dice Run to the Carolina Thunder Clubhouse at 116 Codylan Trail in Dallas , NC. Carolina he first time
Thunder does not encourage funding to American terrorists or racial hate groups such as Black Lives Matter. It is their commitment to foster a brotherly love with all people and support the fact that everyone matters. On Saturday, July 25th, I was riding “Miss Vickie” east on Rte.74. I exited at Rte.161 and turned left to go through Bessemer City. I turned left onto Rte. 274, and then merged right with Rte. 275 through Dallas. In town, I turned left onto Oakland Street. After passing the school, the road changed to Philadelphia Church Road. I was watching and saw the sign for Codylan Trail on the left. I turned into the narrow drive and followed it to a very beautifully landscaped yard where many bikes were already parked. After I parked “Miss Vickie”, I walked to the clubhouse. I was surprised when I walked in. It was air-conditioned with many biker artifacts on the walls. It was a very comfortable place to spend time with friends. I dropped off a stack of The Carolinas’ Full Throttle magazines, and saw the women collecting the money for the dice run. All money collected went to support the Webb Street School - a public, separate school serving students grades Kindergarten through 12th grade, and beyond with cognitive impairments in Gaston County. I looked for “Red” – the president of the club. We had a few words of greeting, then he had to go to check all the stops of
