I was working on a section in my other site, SpiderMichaels.com about the Sturgis Motorcycle Rally and I got to a photo of this girl and her two friends. Then I remembered something that I had forgotten a long time ago.
I went to Sturgis, SD for the rally several years ago. I stayed the full week of the rally. I wanted to see it all. I brought a friend, Matt, with me. I gave him a camera and a videocam.
Each day, we would separate on Main Street and go on a quest to get great photos and video of the rally at it’s best. We went everywhere there was something going on and covered it for my websites.
We got so many different pics from the rally that when I returned to Houston, I had to categorize the photos in order to write blog posts about them.
On this blog, you will see posts about Sturgis in the column on the right of every page. These posts cover: Women of Sturgis (My most popular blog post – it’s been viewed over 50,000 times), Nice bikes of Sturgis, Unique Headwear of Sturgis, and many more.
Anyway, I just went a long way around to get to the point of this post. At the end of my week there, I met another cute girl and we made a date for our last night in town. She’s the one in the hat. She said that hat was her trademark.
She was staying in Deadwood, so I drove over that evening. When I met her at her hotel, we decided to go to Saloon #10.
Saloon #10 is famous for being known as the place where Wild Bill Hickok was killed.
In 1876, Hickok was shot from behind and killed while playing poker in a saloon in Deadwood, Dakota Territory (present-day South Dakota) by Jack McCall, an unsuccessful gambler. The hand of cards which he supposedly held at the time of his death has become known as the dead man’s hand: two pair, aces and eights.
Here’s a photo from inside Saloon #10.
We drank shots, laughed and had a great time in Saloon #10 that night. We talked a lot about Wild Bill Hickok and drank more and more shots.
When it was time to close, we walked, make that stumbled, back to her hotel. She invited me up for another shot so I went. What followed was the wildest night of my life.
She kept yelling, “Do me, Wild Bill!”, “Ride me, Wild Bill!” and other stuff like that. We did it on the bed, the couch, the floor, up against the wall, everywhere in that room.
At one point, the manager came to the door and said that a lot of guests were complaining about her yelling.
The next day, I was walking funny when I left her hotel. My legs were so sore from ‘riding’ all night. When I was walking through the crowded lobby the next morning, she yelled over to me, “See you later, Wild Bill.” Every eyeball in that large room went directly to me, Wild Bill. And then they saw me hobble out, lol.
Okay, I have to be honest. None of that ‘Do me, Wild Bill’ story is true. I just made it up to make you laugh. Pretty funny though, huh? I did have a date with her and we did drink in Saloon #10, but there was no riding going on, sadly to say.
I did it in honor of Wild Bill. I think if he ever read this, he’d laugh. I’d like to party with Bill some day. Maybe we’d double date and they could yell out ‘Do me, Wild Bill’ for him and ‘Do me, Buffalo Bill’ for me, lol.
I’d like to go back to the Sturgis Rally, but I’ll wait until they invite me back.
Until next time, be safe and have a chill day.
Spider Michaels
