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One of our club members passed away the other day, his funeral was today, funny how much you sometimes don't really know much about a person till they're gone on the last ride.
Keith was 92 when he left us.
92 years young....owner if many many motorcycles in his lifetime, mostly British bikes, AJS, Matchless. BSA, Triumph, Ariel, Velocettes, the list went in and on as his daughter read out all the bikes her father had owned since his first at age of 18.
An accomplished engineer he was an inventor and innovator, a builder of large model planes that actually flew.
The list if his accomplishments in life was huge,
We met at the funeral parlour to escort Keith on his last ride, his daughter got on the back of the lead bike an ancient Ariel Red Hunter I think.
We followed the hearse to the crematorium for the service arriving to a large crowd already gathered awaiting our arrival.
I've never laughed so much at a funeral I tell ya, I had tears running down my face at the tales of Keiths exploits and some of his many failures, told by his daughters and granddaughters.
After the slideshow of his lifes moments and joys the pallbearers carried him back to the hearse and we all fired up our bikes to follow the hearse as it left we did a slow lap around the chapel then before we departed the revs came up on the lead bike, the rest following suit.
The roar of engines in a final salute to a great gentleman.
Then we rode off down the hill out the gates where we had to turn left for around a roundabout then back down the same road past the cemetery gates.
Once around the roundabout we gunned our bikes and roared off two by two, the rolling Thunder echoing through the surrounding hills.
Rest in Peace Keith
Keith was 92 when he left us.
92 years young....owner if many many motorcycles in his lifetime, mostly British bikes, AJS, Matchless. BSA, Triumph, Ariel, Velocettes, the list went in and on as his daughter read out all the bikes her father had owned since his first at age of 18.
An accomplished engineer he was an inventor and innovator, a builder of large model planes that actually flew.
The list if his accomplishments in life was huge,
We met at the funeral parlour to escort Keith on his last ride, his daughter got on the back of the lead bike an ancient Ariel Red Hunter I think.
We followed the hearse to the crematorium for the service arriving to a large crowd already gathered awaiting our arrival.
I've never laughed so much at a funeral I tell ya, I had tears running down my face at the tales of Keiths exploits and some of his many failures, told by his daughters and granddaughters.
After the slideshow of his lifes moments and joys the pallbearers carried him back to the hearse and we all fired up our bikes to follow the hearse as it left we did a slow lap around the chapel then before we departed the revs came up on the lead bike, the rest following suit.
The roar of engines in a final salute to a great gentleman.
Then we rode off down the hill out the gates where we had to turn left for around a roundabout then back down the same road past the cemetery gates.
Once around the roundabout we gunned our bikes and roared off two by two, the rolling Thunder echoing through the surrounding hills.
Rest in Peace Keith
