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Daytona, but it sounded like fun. The ride was epic. Clear
blue skies, warm March breezes and winding Southern
backroads for the start of what would become my love of
Commandos. Early on the second day, I was proudly riding
Trixie down Daytona’s main drag when a motorcycle cop
pulls me over. WTH? “He said, “What’s wrong with your
headlight?” I reached for the neglected ignition switch to
prove that the headlamp was functioning, but he wrote me a
$135, two-point ticket anyway. Welcome to Daytona!
The next morning was the fabled Turn 6 party, so we
headed out to the track. We pull into the in昀椀eld to 昀椀nd a
couple dozen Nortons, more than I had ever seen in one
place. I was gobsmacked. The other marques there were
invisible to me. I was introduced to a very nice, but busy
woman named Maggie who was obviously in charge, as well
as a bunch of great folks who I still call my friends today. I felt
at home.
A month later, I was a member of INOA and for most of the
23 years that have followed, I have supported Maggie’s Turn
6 party and attended more than a few Rallies. That day, I
found that Norton people are different than most other social
organization-they function more as an extended family than
just an enthusiast group. You may meet the nicest people
on a Honda, but you meet your family on a Norton!
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