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100 WFC: The Widow’s Son by Wayfarer

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The Widow’s Son by Wayfarer with illustration by Wayfarer Tobey pawned off whatever was left of his inheritance—clothes, shoes, cheap jewelry and twenty years of Reader’s Digest. He sold suitcases for trips never ventured. These were of no benefit while his Mom was alive. Life insurance paid a pittance of her funeral bill. All the cash he mustered amounted to the sum of $ 21,699.25. The sum total cops wanted for a rotting, rusting Panhead, once Tobey’s father’s ride. Mom sold it to make ends meet when Dad died in a work accident. A means to beginning Tobey’s new life of freedom from familial obligations. He sought the rehaul, the ride and the open road. His Harley represented a magnificent metamorphosis. (publication dated 07-June-2024) * * * Read the rest and the previous year’s entries and winners at https://www.bikernet.com/pages/Bikernet_100_Word_Fiction_Contest_2024.aspx

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100WFC: Divide and Run by Gearhead

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Divide and Run by Gearhead with illustration by Wayfarer TJ on his ‘80 Super Glide, Budreu on his ‘80 Wide Glide and me on my ‘70 Electra Glide jammed. The local sheriff waited for us to make a slip up for days. We knew all the back roads. We left the Rusty Nail bar one night and spotted the Sheriff in our vibrating sideview mirrors. Three abreast, we pulled up to the only dingy stop light in town. He turned on his flashing cop lights, and we left on the hazy green signal in three different ways. He pulled into the intersection and just sat there. (publication dated 11-May-2024) * * * Check out this year’s winners and all the entries since last year by visiting Bikernet.com https://www.bikernet.com/pages/Bikernet_100_Word_Fiction_Contest_2024.aspx

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Hot Day, Sweet Beer by Rhys

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Hot Day, Sweet Beer by Rhys with illustration by Wayfarer Pulled out of my garage and took off down the street. No particular destination just needed the wind in my face. After an hour or so came across a little joint on a country road with outside seating at picnic tables. I dismounted my steel steed and sat down . A cute little thing came out and I asked for an ice cold draft. Sipping the brew and listening to the exhaust tick I thought it was a good day to be alive. (publication dated 28-Apr-2024) * * * Click to read all the entries from this year and then visit the previous year’s entries and winners.

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100WFC: Fuzzy by Wayfarer

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Fuzzyby Wayfarerwith illustration by Wayfarer I swayed left and right, twisting the throttle, pushing and pulling at the handlebars. I was tense, sweating throughout on an early morning in June. If only I could ride another 200 miles, I know I would be at peace. This time yesterday, I had kickstarted my journey to the heartland. There were no goodbyes at work, maybe there will be none at my destination, my home. As I evaded the bustling traffic on the interstate, the many commuters dissolved, my mind picturing her smile, her yellow gown, her rare recipes and most of all, her patience with me. The oil rig fellas had pitched in to do my share of work as I took off to a final resting place. Mom was fading fast. Will she remember me in her condition? I gotta stay awake to fulfill her dreams and a promise to be by her side. (publication dated 30-Mar-2024) * * * You can participate and win as well–just subscribe to the weekly newsletter by clicking here. Then send us your fiction in 100 words or less through Wayfarer@Bikernet.com

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100 WFC: Quig by J J Spain

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Quig by J J Spain (Jeffrey)with illustration by Wayfarer I took the first Piedmont exit off I90, rolling the Chieftain on to the parking lot of Matt’s Place, the front tire of the Indian facing the interstate. The t-shirts stapled to the wall said Matt wasn’t there, he was fishing. Silently I tipped my champagne of beers to the Blackhills and whispered to my friend that I missed him. It’s been four years now since he left, yet I still hear his voice, his laugh and wish I could cast a fly like he could. Time goes by, the days go fast, the best leave us first. Enjoy Miller time. (publication dated 30-March-2024) * * * You can participate and win as well–just subscribe to the weekly newsletter by clicking here. Then send us your fiction in 100 words or less through Wayfarer@Bikernet.com

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100WFC: She’s Gone by Jeffrey

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THE CONTEST GOT JUMPSTARTED — NOW LET’S ALL KICK IT INTO GEAR She’s Gone by Jeffrey aka JJ Spainwith illustration by Wayfarer I left Hill City on highway 385 north to Deadwood, I had to see it for myself. The temperature was in the low 30s, a little cold for a ride but it wasn’t respectful to go in a car. Dark smoke belched from the black mass of rubble, as a small breeze drifted the smokey haze into the pines. A police officer directed traffic while firetrucks and volunteer firemen hosed the area. Thirty straight rally years did I enjoyed many a beer, burgers and conversations at this place. Now she’s gone. I hope the Sugar Shack can make it back. (publication dated 15-March-2024)

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100 WFC: Little Lady on the Road

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100 word fiction contest continues…. #100WFC Little Lady on the Road by Jeffrey aka JJ Spain with illustration by Wayfarer Riding west on 44 out of Rapid, I pulled to the shoulder, parked the Harley to talk to a little girl. She was alone, maybe three years old. She wasn’t dressed for walking the highway in December weather. She said her name was Abby as I picked her up, opened my jacket and held her close to my body. I dialed 911. An officer was there in three minutes. A woman in a red Lexus was there in five. She yelled, “Get your hands off her!” “Ma’am, have you been drinking?” the officer asked. Abby began to cry when CPS took her from me. I did too. (publication dated 08-January-2024) * * * Know past winners and read all entries ever published by visiting: https://www.bikernet.com/pages/100_Word_Fiction_Contest.aspx All you gotta do is subscribe to Bikernet’s free weekly newsletter and send in your entry to wayfarer@bikernet.com

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100 WFC: 911 Call by Rhys

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100 word fiction contest continues…. #100WFC 911 Call by Rhys At work, I received a 911 text from my wife. I tried calling, no answer. I alerted my boss, grabbed my leather and ran to my old Road King. Fired up, I blasted down the road for the 20-mile ride to the house. Weaving in and out of traffic and pushing the limits I flew home. Sliding to a stop I bolted through the front door. My wife trembling, pointed to the stairway. The puppy, his head sticking between the banister supports. I scrambled to free the little guy. To show his gratitude he peed. Riding back, had to laugh. I’ll take those 911 calls anytime. * * * Know past winners and read all entries ever published by visiting: https://www.bikernet.com/pages/100_Word_Fiction_Contest.aspx All you gotta do is subscribe to Bikernet’s free weekly newsletter and send in your entry to wayfarer@bikernet.com

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100 WFC: The Dealership

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100 word fiction contest continues…. #100WFC The Dealership by Bandit, inspired by Freddie Cuba with illustration by Wayfarer Not far from Hasting, Nebraska stood a crumbling brick Harley-Davidson dealership in a town of 18. The owner, a stub of a man, with a shiny bald head ran it without spare parts. Not a motorcyclist but a franchise collector, he scored a Saab dealership and a Fender guitar franchise. Happy to roll in the new models without spares, he made his living. One day three riders approached, one with a broken clutch lever. “Sorry fellas, no spare parts.” “How about the lever on that new ‘78 FL?” A tough demanded. They surrounded him, but the .38 snub-nose behind his belt, in the small of his back made a lasting point. They headed back to the Highway… * * * Read all the entries at: https://www.bikernet.com/pages/100_Word_Fiction_Contest.aspx Yup, its a weekly contest open to all. Just sign up for the free weekly newsletter by clicking here. Then email us your 100 word limit fiction to wayfarer@bikernet.com WINNERS SO FAR: 1. for the month of May 2023: “Been There Done That” by Steven Sanner 2. for the month of June 2023: “A Hundred” by Chris Dutcher 3. for the month of July 2023: “First Time” by Rhys 4. for the month of August 2023: “Hilary” by Gearhead 5. for the month of September 2023: “Mountain” by Koz Mraz

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100 WFC: Long Rides by Steven Sanner

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100 word fiction contest continues…. #100WFC Long Rides by Steven Sanner with illustration by Wayfarer After over 40 years of her by my side, she is gone. You always hear how tough real bikers are. Seldom will you see them cry. That’s because the wind drys the tears while we ride to clear our heads and handle the emotions. We use the rain, and the water drops in the shower to mingle and mix with the tears that no one sees. We know that the emotions and pain prove we are still alive, and accept the strength that comes from it. I may seem like a tough old emotionless bastard, but excuse me if I have to go for a long lonely ride. * * * Read all the entries at: https://www.bikernet.com/pages/100_Word_Fiction_Contest.aspx Yup, its a weekly contest open to all. Just sign up for the free weekly newsletter by clicking here. Then email us your 100 word limit fiction to wayfarer@bikernet.com WINNERS SO FAR: 1. for the month of May 2023: “Been There Done That” by Steven Sanner 2. for the month of June 2023: “A Hundred” by Chris Dutcher 3. for the month of July 2023: “First Time” by Rhys 4. for the month of August 2023: “Hilary” by Gearhead 5. for the month of September 2023: “Mountain” by Koz Mraz

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