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Photos I took for thecarolinarider.com. Wicked Willy Choppers-Taylorsville,NC.
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Zemplivin thoughts for December
Looking at pictures from the summer, wishing it was spring. At least I got the memories to get me through this thing (winter) - Wesley Ashley
Winter is fast approaching and for some of us it is time to put up our bikes, while others have the joy of winter builds to wrench on. I will continue to ride all year but it is not very enjoyable doing it in 30* degree or less weather. The skies are gray and the days are short. There is a shining light though, the multitude of toy runs and benefit rides that take place this time of year. Although these events may not fulfill our hunger for a warm breeze and the open road, they do fulfill a need.
This past Saturday I had the pleasure and the honor to be a part of the 26th annual Dixie Thunder Aiken ABATE Helping Hands Toy Run. Helping Hands is a 501(c) 3 non-profit organization that was started in 1973 by a group of Aiken citizens due to their concern that abused, abandoned, and neglected children were being temporarily housed in the Aiken County jail due to lack of foster home space. Their mission is to work unselfishly to ensure that all children are afforded every opportunity to grow into healthy adults.
The run began at the Midland Valley shopping center in Clearwater, SC. As I arrived I was amazed at how many bikers were there anticipating the ride. I began to walk around and take pictures just mingling with the crowd and listening to the conversations. Every biker I talked to was in great spirits. As I was wondering about, talking and checking things out, the bikes kept rolling in. When it was time for us to ride we started up our machines and the sound of the engines was music to my ears. We left out of the parking lot with a police escort that would rival a government official. As we made our way down Highway 421, adults and children alike were standing alongside the highway saluting and waving as we made our way to the Helping Hands facility. The police escort continued all the way to Helping Hands. As we rumbled in to the Helping Hands parking lot, the kids were already outside eagerly awaiting our arrival. They were waiving and smiling; I couldn’t help but get a little emotional. We all parked our motorcycles (there were about 150 of us) and took our presents inside the main chapel. As I walked in I was amazed at the two piles of goodies that had already accumulated for the children. I put my presents down, stepped back and took in the sight. What a great feeling! These children have probably seen more devastation and disownment then many adults, but on this day they could just be children and enjoy their toys and the special attention. Two things they’ve probably been deprived of their whole lives.
In closing, I highly recommend in taking part in a run like this if you have the chance. Sure it’s not a ride through the mountains on a brisk spring day or a 1,000 mile adventure but it is a ride that won’t soon be forgotten by the children and this biker as well. For more information on how you can help or donate Helping Hands visit their website at www.helpinghandsaiken.org. Until next time, do unto others as you would have them do unto you and keep on Zemplivin!
Wesley Ashley www.zemplivin.com
Zemplivin thoughts for November
When I mention the words freedom, loyalty, family and love what comes to mind? To me, these words embody what true bikers and motorcyclists stand for. These are values that most of us try to live by. They are emotions that we show towards our riding buddies, friends and loved ones. These are traits that we try to instill in our children. They are not just terms or expressions that we take lightly or use loosely. In fact, many of our fellow bikers have paid the ultimate price so that we can ride free and practice these beliefs. That is why we respect our soldiers and show so much support for the P.O.W, M.I.A and K.I.A. They have paved the way with their blood and life so that we can enjoy the freedom of living in a country where we can ride wherever the wind takes us. If that is not loyalty, then friend, I don’t know what is.
When I think about the word family, I think of all of my “brothers” and “sisters” I ride with. Although our relation is not of blood, the bond between us is as thick as the oil that lubricates our v-twins. We don’t judge each other; care how long the other persons hair is or the number of tattoos that garnish one’s body. We take care of our own and even ones who aren’t. We put on charity rides that support the Toys for Tots. We organize poker runs to raise money for autism awareness. We arrange cookouts to help the victims of domestic violence and child abuse. Bikers are usually the first to give and the last to be thanked but still we give. These are just some of the reasons that I am proud to call these folks my brothers and sisters.
When I contemplate on the word love, I can only tell you what it means to me. Love is waking up at dawn reminiscing about yesterday’s journey and pondering where today will lead. It is the feeling I get when I look down and see my daughter’s portrait tattooed on my arm. Love is the warmth that feels my heart when I hear “Faster Daddy, faster” as I cruise around the yard with my little girl on the back of my bike. It’s the smell of a fragrance in the wind that takes me back to being a kid at my Great Grandparents homestead in the mountains. Love is the bond between my wife, myself and two wheels that when combined forms a bond that no man can break. These are just a few of my definitions of love. What are yours?
Regular people would probably never associate the words freedom, loyalty, family and love with bikers but we’re not regular people are we? Until next time, take it easy; do unto others as you would have them do unto you and keep on Zemplivin!!
Wesley Ashley
www.zemplivin.com
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