Been "H"appening 08/15/04
by Dick Scalpone, AGWA-Illinois Chapter H
Sunday was as good as it gets. The weatherman and the good Lord
sure did cooperate with us motorcyclist today. Weather wise, it
just does not get any better than today. This morning when I took
off for our weekly rendezvoused at Mickey D's, it was a cool, crisp 61
degrees. A real eye opener. And it was only going to get
nicer from this point forward. As the day would wear on, it would
get nicer and nicer. How sweet it is!!
a hail and hardy group of rough riders that met this morning.
That parking lot was filled from end to end. Our entourage
consisted of; lucky Larry Greco riding BLACK BEAUTY, doctor Cary Levin
riding SEXY RED, thundering Mark & sweet Paulette Brenton riding
BUMBLE BEE, Fritz & Carol Goins riding ORANGE PEEL, ole country
Joel Gyurnek riding PURPLE MOUNTAIN (GL1500), fast Eddie Bowser riding
SHOT GUN (GL1500), professor Damien Shelton & daughter Becky riding
GREEN BACKS, gentleman George Riebesehl riding SILVER STREAK, jumpin
Joe Hughes riding ROSEBUD (GL1500), sergeant Russ Prichard riding RED
Dick Sieple riding RED MAJESTIC (new GL1800), whispering Joe Mendoza
riding PRANCER, major Dan Harris riding BEATLE BOMB, shifty Steve
Roberson riding WICKED WILLIE, sweet pea Cheryl Roberson riding HAWK
EYE, and yours truly riding HUMPTY-DUMPTY.
much debate, it was decided that our choice of fine dining cuisine
would be at Gino's Den in Fox Lake, ILL.
plotted a course and took the lead, ole country Joel did his usual fine
job of sweep. But first, we must feed our ponies some real good
octane boost. Alas, our ponies finally would get the much needed
exercise that they desired all week.
route took us north, way north and eventually started to jog in a
westerly direction. Naturally, I made sure that the route
intended, would be good footing for our ponies hoofs so that there
would be no clippies. Our imminent arrival took us about 75
minutes. Those back roads were mighty tantalizing, and not to be
missed. Upon arrival, we put our ponies in the corral by the
shaded tree. Once entering the restaurant, we were quickly
seated at the long rectangle table. So let the shenanigans
commence. And did it ever, socializing was simply at its
best. Pour the java and lets all sip and slurp, this stuff is a
real eye opener. Alas, our vittles were served. Yummy,
yummy my tummy is sure satisfied.
too much shucken 'n jiven and huppen 'n hollarin and no more city dude
living for us rough riders. It is a riding we will
go!! Hi ho, hi ho, and away we go!!
did join me on a much needed country road riding were; lucky Larry,
doctor Cary, thundering Mark & sweet Paulette, Fritz & Carol,
ole country Joel, fast Eddie, professor Damien and Becky, sergeant
Russ, dancin' Dick, shifty Steve & sweet pea Cheryl.
took the helm and ole country Joel portrayed the sweeper.
Our destination took us even further north with many squirrelly roads
to follow. It is into cheese land we traveled, circumventing Twin
Lakes and Power Lake and needless to say, I managed to get us all lost,
not once, but three times. It is a good thing that fast Eddie had
his GPS hooked up. At least we found direction. The great
state of Wisconsin has many county roads and they go in every direction
imaginable. Using the sun and the time of the day, I tried to
keep us going north and eventually west, with the assistance
of a GPS, that mysterious event took place. We went up
to the small town of Burlington and eventually navigated our way
back south into the bellowing town of Lake Geneva, Wis. At this
point, does anyone care to guess where our pit stop would be at??
Yep--you are ever so right. ICE CREAM, what else.
Naturally, at this point, after much riding, this became a great
refreshment break. Besides, our ponies needed to take a
breather and simmer down. As we all slipped and slurped our
delicious white creamy stuff, the kibitzing started all over
again. Only this time, I was misbehaving. I admit it, I
relentlessly picked on sweet Paulette. But that is OKAY.
She managed to get even in her infinite wisdom.
Husband Mark, was too busy laughing his butt off, I am happy to
of this, lets ride!! Ole country Joel was twitching to
rotate. So be it, onward and forward. Our departure of Lake
Geneva was quickly noted by the natives. Ho, ho, ho and bottle of
rum, ahoy matey, lets ride for fun.
direction took us south, back into Illinois and eventually picking up
some small twisting, turning and hilly back roads. This time I
did not get lost, honest. It is homeward
bound. Our rough riders managed to log on or about 160
very safe miles on this bright, beautify Sunday afternoon.
all essence, these rough riders from chapter H are the best riding
companions. Our group had a glorious fun day, with mucho
laughs. Honestly, I can not wait until next week. Because
each week just keeps getting better and better with more fun than
until next week, I insist that everyone has a great week. Lets
all be especially careful out there, for those four wheelers
are forever lurking around.
The unruly rep,