Been "H"appening 06/29/03
by Dick Scalpone, AGWA-Illinois Chapter H
Wasn't today a
great day. The weather was just perfect. Not very hot or
humid, just perfect with a slight wind coming out of the
northwest. The weatherman and the Good Lord sure did cooperate
with us today. In essence, it was a motorcyclists and
outdoorsman's delight by far.
We had a very
large crew meet at Mickey D's this morning. Our rough riders
consisted of; assistant rep Ken Archibald, trusty Bruce Hirsch,
professor Damien Shelton and his lovely daughter Rebecca, sir Malcolm
& Christine Irwin with their lovely daughter Kirsty, Fritz &
Carol Goins, Kurt Bonus, tootin' Kirt Huot, whispering Joe Mendoza,
major Dan Harris, General Tony Guptaitis, jumpin' Joe Hughes, dancin'
Dick Simple, feisty Jose & Ana Delve, smelly John Francis, doctor
Cray Leaven, lucky Larry Greece, fast Eddy Bower and yours truly.
Papa G's was
chosen for our fine dining cuisine for our weekly chow run, in the
small town of Elburn, ILL.
I took the
lead, and jumpin' Joe did the sweep. Our route took us south and
south west and used only the lonely roads that twist and bend every
which way. A great morning ride always works up a great
appetite. Our ponies were just itchin' to go. After all,
they had little or no exercise this week, just being cooped up in their
respective corrals all week makes for an unhappy wing. Before
starting we had to feed our ponies some mighty good oats, with a 93
octane boost for some great distance running. Alas, we finally
arrived at our destination, with empty tummies which were growling for
the last 20 minutes.
Once there, we
were promptly seated at our round tables for some fine dining, bon
appetite. This is when the real shenanigans began. Pour the
coffee and let the kibitzing commence. The camaraderie amongst us
was at its finest hour. We folks at chapter H are the best
socializes in the world, just pour us coffee and put some mighty good
vittles in front of us, and you will see what I mean.
time's-a-waste'n our ponies are screaming at us, lets go, hi ho, hi ho,
and away we go. Sorry to report, there was no dancing
today. Our troops were on their best behavior. Of
course, there is always one or two of the rough riders who were feeling
their oats and started to harass the waitresses. Trusty Bruce,
assist rep Ken and I were able to keep a lid on the wild ones. I
won't mention their names but their titles are MAJOR, GENERAL, and the
DOCTOR. HMMMM, I wonder who that could be?
folks, these wings were made for traveling, tally-ho, and away we
go!! Only Fritz & Carol, Kurt, jumpin Joe, doctor Cary, lucky
Larry, fast Eddie and yours truly decided that more back country roads
needed some viewing. The remaining rough riders had to depart for
home or other commitments.
I took the
lead and the head matriarch jumpin' Joe did the sweep. I took
only the lonely and seldom used roads that were squirrelly and had many
twists and turns and a few dipsy-do's built right into them. Our
destination took us south, and way west, almost to the Iowa
border. We traveled through the towns of Franklin Grove, Dixon,
and eventually turned north into a small town of Polo, ILL. At
that point we headed due east to a large state park of "White
Pines" were we de-mounted our ponies to take potty and refreshment
break. Naturally, we met other bikers there and socializing
commenced once again, time well spent. Our socializing is always
unlimited, and our ponies were in motorcycle heaven.
decision was made, its off we go, hi ho, hi ho. The wings must
roll. We continued east bound and eventually turned north bound
into the small town of Oregon, ILL. We took the route which ran
us along the Rock River into Byron, ILL. By then a oats and hay
stop with 93 octane boost was imminent. Naturally, does anyone
care to guess were we rough riders headed for? Yep you are right
-- ICE CREAM pause. Yum, Yum, our tummies are happy
once again. After wards our ponies were kicking up their hoofs,
just itching for more exercise. At that point, after we
circumvented some small towns and traversed back and forth, our
destination was homeward bound. Our course took us east on ILL
route 72, which lead us onto east bound U.S. 20 and eventually to our
home stables were we had to bed down our ponies for the
night. All in all, we did 190 glorious miles of safe
driving. How sweet it is!!! Yeah baby!! It just does
not get any better than this. What a great day and weekend we all
had, and our ponies were sure delighted.
again, lets all be very careful out there. For those four
wheelers are forever lurking at every corner.
I sure hope
you all had a wonderful week. I sure appreciate those who join us
every week and have a fun ride. After all, that's what's all