26Th ANNUAL KEY WEST POKER RUN
			
			I had been putting in a lot of long 
			hours for too many days, and I was really looking forward to going 
			on the Miami to Key West, Florida, Poker Run.
			
			The night I was supposed to leave, 
			hurricanes and tropical storms were tearing up things down in the 
			Islands. The possibilities of them hitting Florida was very strong. 
			In Melbourne, it was raining so hard you could hardly see the road. 
			On top of that I had to stay late at work to get some bikes ready 
			for delivery, so things weren’t looking so good.
			
			I had decided that I was making this 
			run come hell-or-high-water, but figured I had a better shot at it 
			in the morning. I walked out of the garage just as the sky was 
			beginning to lighten. The air smelled fresh and clean after last 
			night’s rain. Having a cup of coffee as the bike warmed up I looked 
			at the sky to the south and it was bright and clear
			
			Pulling out I noticed the road was 
			already drying. Listening to the sound coming up from a well-tuned 
			engine’s exhaust in the early quiet of the morning gave me a good 
			feeling. Heading for the Interstate I knew the bike wanted to go as 
			bad as I did. Pulling on to the 95 South I headed for the left lane 
			and ran it up to a little over the speed limit, and set the throttle 
			lock. It didn’t take long for a sense of relaxation to set in. No 
			pager, no phone, just me and the bike and the highway. . . out for 
			an early morning ride.
			
			By the time I had stopped to meet up 
			with some friends Tammy, Shawn, and Daniel, and made it to Phil 
			Peterson’s Miami Harley-Davidson, the sun had risen and I was 
			pleasantly warm. I got to see Ace and some other old friends, signed 
			up for the run and started out on the first leg of 152 miles that 
			would take me over 42 bridges and through some of the most scenic 
			area in the country.
			
			The first stop is always the Last 
			Chance Saloon in Florida City, even though most of the time it is 
			not part of the run. The Caribbean Club in Key Largo was the first 
			official stop, then on to Holiday Isle in Islamorada, Gary’s Pub in 
			Marathon, the Boondocks in Ramrod Key, and ending up at Home’s 
			Motorcycle Shop in Key West.
			
			The run was started by Mike Horne and 
			Phil Peterson in August of 1972. A group of 46 riders (most from the 
			Miami Mustang Motorcycle Club) made the run. For 17 years the run 
			was on the third Saturday of August. It was eventually changed to 
			the third weekend in September to prove to the Chamber of Commerce 
			just how much the bikers were bringing to the local economy. The run 
			has grown over the years and was expanded to two days to accommodate 
			the 20,000 riders that attended. 
			 
			
			—Rogue
			
			 
			
			EDITORS NOTE: Mike and Debby Horne of 
			Horne’s Harley-Davidson informed us that the Florida Keys’ Poker Run 
			HAS BEEN CANCELLED for September 17-19, 1999. The City Commission 
			made it obvious that they didn’t want the kind of people and noise 
			that the Poker Run brings to their community. Although there is no 
			poker run, it has been noted that it IS a “great time to visit Key 
			West.”