How is everyone doing on this fine, cold, overcast Sunday morning? It sure was a wee bit chilly this morning, about 33 degrees as I ventured out to meet the morning crew of rough riders of chapter H. On this date of 24 Nov 02, this weather sure can force the motorcyclist to dress extremely warm. I was well insulated, I had on my snowmobile suit with thermal everything under it. The diehards of a hail and hearty crew met at Mickey D's for our weekly chow run.
The rough riders consisted of sergeant Russ Prichard, jumpin' Joe Hughes, gentleman George Riebesehl, rov'n Robert Sample, assistant rep Ken Archibald, Jimbo Garner, trusty Bruce Hirsch and yours truly.
Folks, I am sorry to say, only two of us were riding our big ole ponies, rov'n Robert and this unruly rep. The rest of the crew opted to use their four wheelers. (shame on them).....
After we voted on a place to pay homage for fine dining cuisine, its off we go, hi ho, hi ho, and away we go!!
I took the led and rov'n Robert did the trailing, remember -- just the two of us, all the others needed to stay warm in their respective four wheelers.
Our destination was the VFW hall in Batavia, ILL right on RT 25 just south of route 38. As we arrived, our motley crew secured a comfort location known as "The Round Table" or as jumpin' Joe would refer to it as "Knights of the Round Table".
As we gather around chowing down, our socializing began. I will say this much folks, the camaraderie just does not get any better than this. Our gang was at its finest hour of pure socializing. We were all shucken 'n jiven, whoopin' 'n hollarin', and the shenanigans kept on getting better. What more could anyone ask for? Even gentleman George was informing us about his new girlfriend, Evelyn and how they met. Isn't love grand?
As all the other patrons kept eye balling us, we just kept kibitzing and joking around with each other. Awe, but alas, all good things must come to a end. After we all finished our vittles, thus our tummies were finally satisfied, with much needed nourishment, our departure was soon imminent.
There was no dancing today, gentleman George and jumpin' Joe decided to maintain a low profile. Why, none of us will never know.
We all soon met at the coral were our big ole ponies were laying it wait. The four wheelers attendees decided to head for home, and rov'n Robert also departed from our usual country riding. He opted to head for home. Well being by myself, I opted to do a little country riding. So it is off I go, hi ho, hi ho!! My direction was west and turned into a northwesterly direction and finally in a northern direction. Eventually, turning my direction to the east and homeward bound I go. No ice cream stop today, it is much to cold for that today. I only stopped long enough at a Mickey D's to empty my bladder and get a cup of coffee.
Total miles in my travels today did not exceed the century mark.
So until next time, lets drive very careful out there.
Your unruly rep