Been "H"appening 10/06/02
by Dick Scalpone, AGWA-Illinois Chapter H
Hi to all,
Well this morning Sunday 6 Oct 02, really was a very cool (about
53 degrees) outside with a heavy overcast, and the threat of rain.
But alas, a big group of hail and hearty rough riders did in fact show
up at Mickey D's this morning. It takes a lot more than a threat
of rain and a cloud of dust to deter this bunch of rough riders.
No sirree!! Chapter H likes to ride mostly in all kinds of weather.
To no avail, the weatherman helped us out, and the good Lord was really
watching over us. We did indeed dodged the bullet.
Our group consisted of; sergeant Russ Prichard, Kirk Huot, gentleman
George Riebesehl, rov'n Robert Sample, jumpin' Joe Hughes, smiley John
Francis, trusty Bruce Hirsch, lucky Larry Greco, professor Damien Shelton
and his lovely daughter Rebecca, Dan Harris, Lloyd Tatman, assistant rep
ole Joel Gyurnek, and our guests, Tony Guptaitis, Dave & Susan Glasgow
and yours truly.
The group decided that our destination of fine cuisine would be
in Waterman, ILL at a place called "Tempo". It is located at route
23 and U.S. 30 at the corner.
I took the lead and ole Joel had the sweep. When you ride
in this group, there is no such thing as a straight connecting route.
We of course, did take all the seldom used roads to our final destination
of tummy stuffing. I managed to find every road that twisted and
turned every which way but loose. Alas, this hearty group finally
arrived with completely empty tummies. Ole Joel had to depart, because
he has some baby sitting to do back home. However, not before he
showed his famous "Gold Wing Shuffle" in the parking lot where we had parked
all our ponies. The crowd was really impressed, ole "swivel hips"
was shaking all over the place. Joel is very good as what he does.
One day his wife is going to see that. Not to be out done, gentleman
George did his rendition of the "Charleston", very good for an old guy.
Smiley John would not take a back seat to this one without his rendition
of the "twist and moon walk". If Linda could see this--shocksville!!
Jumpin' Joe just had to do the "shake, rattle & roll". This group
is the best dancing group in AGWA. These four guys really know how
to put on a show. Folks, I saved the best for last, lucky Larry did
his showmanship of "break dancing". Wow--it just does not get any
better than this. Way to go Larry!!
Finally we were all able to get seated in the restaurant, the back
room was given to us. Let the socializing begin. Please pour
After we all filled our tummies and satisfied our hunger, our departure
was soon imminent.
Dan, Tony and Lloyd went to the old car show in Waterman, ILL.
Everyone departed for home except, seven of us who decided more riding
was necessary on what this great weather day provided for us. The
further west we traveled, the sunny it became. The rough riders consisted
of Lucky Larry, jumpin' Joe, sergeant Russ, gentleman George, rov'n Robert,
smiley John and yours truly.
I took the lead and headed west on U.S. 30 to U.S. 52, then turned
in a northwest direction, by now it was clear skis. We headed into
Dixon, IL. and stayed on U.S. 52 to Ill route 64 and continued west.
Our destination would finally end up on the western edge of Illinois.
We road through the Mississippi Palisades park along route 84. After
traveling all through the park and out the north exit, our destination
was homeward bound. Our travels took us north on route 84 to U.S.
20 in Elizabeth, ILL where we fuel and had some refreshments. Our
heading was east bound on U.S. 20 to Rockford, IL. where we headed off
on Cherry Valley road towards Genoa, ILL. Does anybody care to guess
where our next stop was? Give up!! Okay, you where right--ice
cream of course!! Naturally, the socializing started all over again
as we indulged in the wonderful white creamy stuff. Actually, this
is part of our ritual, otherwise we can not go home. Alas, our big
ole ponies were kicking up--yellin "lets go, it is time to roll."
As I lead the troops, our route took us along Ill route 72 east
bound to U.S. 20, sergeant Russ had the sweep the whole time. And
a great job he did in keeping us all together once again. Well folks,
we were actually following the rain, because all roads east bound
were soaking wet. Wow--did we every luck out. It is called
"dodging the bullet". As we all eventually parted our way home in
different direction, it was a most memorable day. We traveled 290
glorious and safe miles. In all my years of riding motorcycles, this
group, without a doubt is the finest bunch of fellas that rep has ever
ridden with. It just does not get any better than this. The
cooperation and camaraderie of these rough riders is the finest that I
have ever been associated with, in 30 years of riding.
Until next week, lets be very careful out there. Lets keep
the tires on the ground and the plastic side shinning in the sun.
Your unruly rep,