Chance Meetings

We just met the Iron Warriors while stopping at a gas station in Minnesota. Although some of my fellow travelers thought it would be a bad idea to approach a biker gang, Sherman and I did it anyways as we can’t let fear limit who we interview on our trip through America. It ended up being a great decision as I found out that the Iron Warriors were actually a nationwide biker group that gathered policemen and firemen together to enjoy the thrill of cross country biking. I felt foolish for having a bit of doubt of approaching these men who volunteered to protect the people like me. I also found out from one of the bikers that his uncle was a POW during the Korean War as I noticed he wore a Second ID patch on his jacket. The chance meeting with the Iron Warriors just goes to show us that the American spirit of adventure is still alive and well as they travel our country for the thrill of the ride, view, and camaraderie with one another. Heading into North Dakota now. Don’t know much about the state, but my friends joked with me that it will be one of the flattest drives I’ll ever do. While in North Dakota we will be staying in the Bad Lands, I wonder why it is called that. I’ll let you know once I see it for myself to give everyone my interpretation of this foreign land.

-Clay Sohn