Friday was a scorcher with temperatures over 100 degrees and
a heat index around 110. We weren’t planning
to ride because of the holiday week but for consistency ended up going anyway. There were very dark clouds to the ESE and
forecasts for heavy thunderstorms later in the evening. But it was clear in Brooklyn Park so six
bikes with ten riders took off with a plan to go north on 169 to St Francis
then turn east toward Taylors Falls, MN which is on the MN/WI border of the St
Croix river near St Croix Falls.
It was
a nice hour and a half route through the countryside, farmland and lakes NE of
Minneapolis to Taylors Falls. Our plan
was to stop at another well known local root beer stand/drive. It was amazing how quickly it cooled down
after just about 15 minutes north. One
of the ladies on the back of a bike said she shivered most of the way, but I
was comfortable in a t-shirt.
The Drive-In Restaurant was unique enough to be on the TV
show Diners, Drive-ins and Dives. It had
a big ol root beer mug on the roof, a mini-golf course out back and ponds with fountains
in the outdoor dining area. Although it
seemed like a great family place, it really wasn’t too busy when we got there,
which was a good thing since we all decided to get burgers, fries and root
beer.
I had a nice
conversation with one of the guys about his RV trips to FL and out west. He was nice enough to buy everyone’s
dinner. I didn’t really notice anyone to
share the gospel with until after dinner when we were getting up to leave. There were three teens, two guys and a girl
with motorcycle helmets at their table and two crotch rockets (street/sport
motorcycles) so I thought it was the perfect opening. They said they were from Afton which is just
downriver and near one of my favorite childhood ski hills, Afton Alps. They had just come from jumping off a local 40
foot cliff and said there was a 100 foot cliff that they never did get to. I had to tell them about the 60 foot cliff I
jumped off. Of course, I didn’t mention
that it was probably 25 years ago on Lake Ten Killer in OK during college days. A 100 footer sounds like a real heart
pumper. One of the guys said he was
going to a military academy in the fall in MD (I think) so they must have been
just out of HS.
They were all
very open and prayed a prayer of salvation but since the group was getting
ready to go, I didn’t have time to talk much more after that. Praise God for His faithfulness. It always amazes me that I dont have to say anything eloquent, but the Holy Spirit always does the work in their heart.
The ride home was
interesting because it was threatening rain the whole way with lots of lightning
but in answer to our prayer before we left, we never did get wet. It was really cool because at one point when
we were going by a lake a huge orange circle of fireworks exploded above the
horizon just in front of us. It started
to sprinkle right after I got home and then after that it really stormed. It was another blessed and fun Friday night
ride with the Chariots of Light.