Fairwell to Yellowstone

As many of you know, I had planned a week long motorcycle trip to Yellowstone,with my riding buddy Supe, as well as his two brothers.  We had it all planned, we would leave on Tuesday, July 12, 2011 and I would get home on Monday, July, 18, 2011.  While we would take advantage of the many "fun" roads, our families would travel in the mini vans and SUVs by interstate and meet us in Yellowstone.  The highlight of the trip, other than a week off work with good friends, food, family, roads, and scenery, was that I would be riding Beartooth Pass for the first time.

Then I got the call.
Supe explained that he had purchased an engagement ring and was getting married,

and because he had accepted a new job which required him to move he would be getting married before the move, which was in August.  Due to the expense, and that all plans and preparations, and Supe had to meet the In-Laws in less than a month, the trip was a no go, although I believe we have agreed that it was simply postponed rather than cancelled. 

My first thought was, "I am getting screwed and I am not the one getting married."  While Supe shall never live down his failure to respect the sacred nature of the motorcycle camping trip, we wish him and his new wife (she does not have a nick name yet) joy and happiness in their new life together.  Congratulations. 

P.S. A weekend tirp to Arches National Park in the Fall may ease some of my pain.  If I cannot have Beartooth Pass, Highway 12 will have to suffice.