Sturgis South Dakota on a Sunday afternoon in May is frighteningly quiet, kinda spooky and almost anti-climactic. There was not a soul to be seen. One beat-up pick-up truck sat alone on Main Street. The tattoo parlors, bars and pool…

Sturgis South Dakota on a Sunday afternoon in May is frighteningly quiet, kinda spooky and almost anti-climactic. There was not a soul to be seen. One beat-up pick-up truck sat alone on Main Street. The tattoo parlors, bars and pool…