Been "H"appening 08/08/04
by Dick Scalpone, AGWA-Illinois Chapter H
Sunday one gorgeous day. Weather wise, it was perfect for us
motorcyclist and outdoorsman. The weatherman and the good Lord
sure did us proud today.
rough riders did meet at Mickey D's on this fine day. Nothing but
blue skies, with a clear crisp wind coming out of the
north/northwest. It just does not get any better than this.
What more could one ask for??
rough riders who gather on this fine day were; major Dan Harris riding
BEATLE BOMB, captain Kirk Huot riding RANGE RIDER, gentleman George
Riebesehl riding SILVER STREAK, whispering Joe Mendoza riding PRANCER,
dancing Dick Sieple riding BIG BERTHA, uncle Dave & Susie Q Glasgow
riding GREEN MONSTER, roven Robert Sample riding OLD TIMER, fast Eddie
Bowser riding SHOT GUN, trusty Bruce Hirsch riding BULLDOG, and yours
truly riding HUMPTY-DUMPTY.
was a wild and wooly crew of rough riders and the entourage was rarin'
to go. I took the lead and trusty Bruce did the sweeping
job. So it's off we go, hi ho, hi ho, and away we go!! The
place for our fine selection of dining cuisine was "R-Place" in Morris,
ILL. Its location is route 47 and I-80 in north central
Illinois. The route chosen, was a real squirrelly one, with many
twists and turns and curves and dipsy-dos. After all, our ponies
needed much exercise. They were cooped up in their corrals all
week long. Their hoofs were ready to gallop way down
about 85 or so minutes our arrival was soon apparent. Us rough
riders parked our ponies in the corral under a great oak tree for some
shaded comfort, while the rest of us fed our empty tummies.
were seated, the coffee was poured and the chit chatting soon
commenced. Slurp the coffee and let the shenanigans begin.
Heehaw, socializing at its finest. Yes siree, chapter H has some
of the best kibitzers in the AGWA organization. The vittles soon
arrived and our hunger tantrum was very satisfied. Believe it or
not folks, our group's behavior was impeccable. Everyone wore a
"halo" on their head today. By golly, the waitresses were even
surprised. No singing or dancing today. Everyone was in
control. The best is yet to come.
it is time to roll, lets mount our ponies and do some mighty fine
country road riding.
of the rough riders had to depart for home to do some much needed
chores, the remainder chose to accompany me for some heavy duty back
road riding. Those who attended were; captain Kirk, gentleman
George, uncle Dave & Susie Q, roven Robert, fast Eddie, and this
destination took us south and west through some small towns. We
stayed on U.S. 6, through Seneca, Marseilles, passing
through Ottawa and heading for "J.C. Whitney" auto and motorcycle
parts warehouse were some of us made a few minor purchases. After
departing, our destination took us south on Illinois route 178 through
the small town of Utica. This town was a disaster. About 3
months ago, a tornado passed through and just about destroyed
everything in its path. The Utica residents were totally
devistated. Everyone felt real bad for them. Many
Illinoisans along with the red cross, rendered their assistance
and along with many prayers and funds, this town will make a come
back. Folks, this town was heart wrenching. All of us rough
riders felt so sorry for these people. Although we were not able
to stop, our eyes told us the total story.
route continued south on 178 to Matthiessen state park. What a
great place. Hiking galore!! How sweet it is!! We
demounted our ponies and parked them in the shaded corral by the big
ole oak tree. Now the adventure really begins. I asked all
"Who is strong enough to hike the trails with me"?? Only one
taker. Roven Robert joined me for a 7 mile hike. The rest
of the rough riders stayed back and chit chatted. Roven Robert
and I walked up and down a million stairs (so he says), through the
trails of the back woods, down and over the bushes and tree
stumps. Changed our direction and headed down by the water
stream, where we tip toed through the tulips and bounced off the logs
and other stepping devices to fine our way back. It is then, that
we came upon, a few young people "skinny dipping" in the stream of fast
flowing water. Much to my dismay, what do you think roven Robert
does, he drops he draws and gives them a "moon" shot. How
embarrassing. I informed those skinny dippers that I did not know
him. Needless to say, our departure was fast and furious--like
eventually made it back, after our long and tedious walk, to the rest
of the rough riders. Worked up a great thirst, as we all
continued to socialize for a few more moments.
it is time to depart and mount our ponies and head homeward
bound. I viewed the map, plotted our course and away we go,
tally-ho!! Our route took us out of the park and east on ILL
71. This is one real squirrelly route. It bends and twists
every which way but lose. Some of the turns are hair pin at 15
mph. Up and down hill, traversing back and forth with a never
ending trail of great adventure. Our ponies were truly
delighted. Their hoofs gripped the pavement like bubble gum, due
to no road kill. The entire time we ran along the Illinois
River. Eventually traveling through the town of Ottawa. I
took an alternate route and continued north on 23 through several small
towns. We traveled through many a corn fields, where the farmers
were hard at work. Our arrival into DeKalb was our pivot
point. Does anyone care to guess were our next pit stop would
be?? Give up?? Yep--you are right!! Ice Cream--what
else. It is there that we spotted a D.Q. Yummy, yummy my
tummy is happy. As we slurped and slobbered that creamy white
stuff, the shenanigans continued in its finest form. The
huppen'n hollarin, and shucken 'n jiven does not get any better than
this. The characters of chapter H are absolutely the
best. These guys are fun to be with and ride with.
These guys are wise beyond their years, and great to be
around. They should be on the president's cabinet with there
know how and intelligence level. For example: captain Kirk
could easily be "Secretary of Defense", gentleman George a great "Chief
of Staff", uncle Dave the "ministry of defense", Susie Q, none
other than "National security advisor", roven Robert a great "Attorney
General", fast Eddie would be earmarked for "Secretary of State", and
me, well--I would just sit back and watch my executive council work
diligently and make me look good. The irony of the rough
riders is nothing but fantastic.
in all, we had a great time and in our travels, we managed to log
on or about 195 miles for one great day.
until next week folks, lets be especially careful out there when riding
our two wheelers.