Poor Red's was jumping yesterday when they had their Grand Opening, or reopening, as the case may be. Red's always had an eclectic clientele and it was apparent yesterday that some things don't change. Age groups ranged from barely legal to silver-haired and the parking lot was packed with high-end cars, pickups, and Harleys. The building has been expanded and upgraded, but much of the "flavor" has been retained. What had been the garage where Red had worked on motorcycles with his buddies has been replaced with a large patio, and this is where a band set up and a number of well-represented biker clubs congregated yesterday. As the official "Club Momma," I was, as always, treated like royalty by Dave and my guys in the Freed Spirits. Nothing quite like being surrounded by good-looking dudes in black leather to raise my spirits! Several club members I hadn't met yet were there and some from the El Dorado chapter, as well. What a great group of guys.
Needless to say, it was a good day.