Today was the Komen St. Louis Race for the Cure, and was the second year Beck and I joined the massive throng downtown for the festivities. This year Sio joined us, which was just a wonderful blessing. Last year’s race had over 64,000 folks in it, and was the largest in the US. This year, the estimate was over 70,000 folks pounding the pavement in the sweltering heat, stomping out a charitable path.
Again this year, a mammoth number of Harley riders handled security and blocked roads for those of us walking. We just happened to be at the War Memorial when they pulled up, and that was a sight to see! Man, were they loud, but just as goofy as anyone else out there. Some of these folks were dressed in their bike leathers, with pink wigs. Some of their bikes were decked out in pink add-ons. Definitely not your typical Harley crowd! 🙂
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Just like last year, there were some weird, weird things out there. For example, this dog. Yup, it’s pink. I thought I’d been drinking too much! (Although that’s usually pink elephants, isn’t it?)
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Every big group out there had their own shirts. My favorite t-shirt? Well, it’d have to be this small group of ladies.
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There were even political messages embedded in the crowd. This particular bit of activism I support wholeheartedly!
So, we had a great time, and pounded the pavement for a good cause. All three of us made it through the heat, and enjoyed the spoils of a nice breakfast at Uncle Bill’s Pancake House!