What's Been Happening 07/06/03

The rough riders of chapter H, rendezvoused at Mickey D's for some fine chit chatting and much needed socializing, as we slurped our coffee. A great numbered attended for our weekly chow run. For our fine dining cuisine, the restaurant of "R-Place" was chosen which is located in Morris, ILL.

Our hail and hardy group of; assistant rep Ken Archibald, gentleman George Riebesehl, jumpin Joe Hughes, captain Kirk Hout, lucky Larry Greco, fast Eddie Bowser, Kurt Bonus, mighty John & Kathy Pak, Dave & Sue Glasgow, sir Malcolm & Christine Irwin with their daughter Kirsty, trusty Bruce Hirsch and yours truly.

I took the lead and lucky Larry did a fine job at the sweep. Our direction took us way south and in a westerly direction. But of course, only the seldom used roads would do. We zigged and zagged in every which direction that the fine Illinois roads would take us. Just a few rain drops trickled down as we did promenade through the back roads of three counties. But alas, our arrival was soon imminent. So be it, our tummies were growling from much hunger, but not withstanding, our ponies were in motorcycle heaven, for much needed exercise.

We were promptly seated and then the real shenanigans did commence. Someone--please pour the coffee!! It is time for some good vittles, and much needed socializing. The camaraderie amongst this chapter is absolutely the finest in the world.

Aw--but alas, all good things must come to an end. There was way too much shucken'n jiven and huppen 'n hollarin done. These ponies needed to be fed some oats and 93 octane proof chaser. Time's-a-waste'n, tally-ho, and away we must go! Ahoy matey, lets ride, these ponies are kicking up their hoofs, just itching for more exercise, and so we did.

Most of our crew had to depart for other commitments and other household chores, but a few choose to ride. Only fast Eddie, Dave & Sue and yours truly continued on for a nice ride. I took the helm and off we went. Due to the nasty skies appearing southwest, our direction took us north and west through the small towns of Sheridan, Sandwich, Sugar Grove, Hinckley as we continued on the lonely roads heading in a north westerly direction. I managed to get lost only two times, no GPS to help us our, just a small compass and usage of the position of the sun and time of the day, did I finally figure out what direction we were heading. This day was not one of the times that we stopped for some ICE CREAM. We finally connected with ILL route 47 and our direction was straight north, homeward bound we headed. It just does not get any better than this. We were able to avoid the rain, but not the heavy winds. How sweet it is!!

Our jubilant feisty travelers were thrilled to say the least. Remember folks, nothing rides like a wing, a Goldwing, the real motorcycle. So until next time, lets be especially careful out there. I certainly wish that each and every one of you has a great week.

I can only estimate our mileage that we traveled, because my speedo cable broke and I could tell how far we went nor how fast that I was traveling, however, 140 miles is a safe estimate that we traveled.