in the last week none of you ladies sent me any e-mail to present
their side of the of the story, so I guess I'm the only rambling rider
out there. Sorry, Jimbo, all I can do is offer the forum. The offer
is still open, though. I'm sitting here at the keyboard a little lesser
man than before, but not by much. The Doc did what he called a "scoopectomy"
this morning, cutting out that little renegade colony of cells who
were intent on doing their own thing. He said that even if the biopsy
comes back positive (which he thinks it won't...?), it's probably
okay since he was "aggresive" in his excision. I do need to be more
aggresive in my self-examinations, though, since this is the price
I'm paying for my sun-worshipping youth. Hey, y'all, DO keep an eye
out for those "spots" that seem to change and maybe you won't have
to get cut on.
How about this gorgeous weather! This cooler air has
been absolutely delicious. It was hot when Ms. Lynn and I rode to
Thunder Beach last Saturday, but this is great. You can tell it's
almost time for the Fair. We do have a bunch of stuff coming up on
the riding calendar, but I hope you carve out a little time for the
Bears for Bears Run on Sunday. It's going to leave the Home Depot
in Pea Ridge at 11 sharp, so be sure and get there and register early
enough to get one of the 225 ride pins. This ride is for Santa Rosa
10/8/03 Y'know, sometimes the Muse just won't settle
in and tell you what to write...which is one good reason I'm glad
I don't have to do this for a living. Last Friday evening's turnout
for Ruby's bike night was light, but the company was good. Sometimes
only 8 or 10...and good conversation...is better than a whole mob
and no real interaction. On Saturday, Trader's had a good turnout
for Easy's benefit, AND the beer was cold! We did see a few scoots
parked out on the street that I wouldn't even try to ride. Hardtails
and long forks are one thing, but a chrome seat?
Vic and I took the
ladies to breakfast at Post 240 (on Gulf Beach Highway) before riding
up to Pace for the Bears Run, and I'm not sure that was the best of
ideas. That humongous cheese omolette and hash-browns were great,
but didn't ride that well. On the other hand, Ms Lynn rode real well
on her first mass ride on her own. After the run, we took off for
a nice ride down 87 to Navarre and rode the beach route to Hooters
for lunch...and lots of iced tea! All in all, a great Sunday.
renegade spot on the back seems to be doing well after the surgery.
If itching is a sign of healing...it's healing like mad! Thanks for
the support from everyone. Y'all keep your schedules cleared for this
Sunday's Lary's Love Run. This is one of the year's best runs and
I hope to see you there. Take care and keep the shiny side up!
10/15/03 ...and yet another
Ramblings issue when I don't have anything particular to say, but
this person does:
"if you know of anyone heading over to biketoberfest,
im looking to tag along (i'll ride, but i was planning on taking my
8 year old.... so ya know...) if you HEAR of anyone wanting a little
gas money for a trailer over and back, i have a place to stay already..
and im off work and im getting a little depressed that i cant go!!
call me at 341-9393.. i can drive to meet ppl if they are coming by
the area also, my biggie is that im moving next week and cant TOTALLY
afford the gas money to put my deuce in the back of my truck and drive
all the way over to daytona and back and food and all that jolly for
4 days. PLMK ASAP."
10/20/03 What can I say?....Foreigner
sucked BIG TIME! Other than that, the fair was great. I hope the person
who contributed on the 15th made it, but I think I did my last Biketoberfest
last year. I also hope you who did make it this year weren't too harrassed
by the powers that be over there. Perfect riding weather is upon us
so make sure all your equipment is up to snuff. You sure don't want
the scoot down for lack of maintenance .
See, it gets really boring
when I don't have anything to say so hows about sn\ending me something
I can comment on; I'm out of ideas (which is a REAL good reason I
don't do this writing thing for a living!).
10/26/03 ...kinda pensive tonight... Sometimes
when life is good, I tend to sit back and wonder why...and then I
wonder why I wonder why. I was talking with Kevin tonight about his
trip to DC for his Top Cop award, and he told me he's been going in
to work a few days a week. He's stuck at a desk, of course, but he's
putting together a team to implement the training program he developed
which got him the award in the first place. He sounds SO good to be
back at work and I am so proud and happy for him. Sean, my eldest,
has been on his new job for a couple of weeks now, working on mobility
equipment for the disabled, and seems so much more content than he
has in quite a while. What I'm doing now just doesn't seem to matter
as long as my kids are happy and productive; THAT was my main goal
in life from Day 1!
Ms. Lynn and I have been seeing each other for
a while, now, and enjoying one another's company. While I had to work
this past Saturday morning, she took part in the Ladies Only Ride
over to Stockton. NOW, she knows what I'm talking about when I say
I don't care for too many group rides. She hadn't realized the degree
of concentration it takes for a 200 mile ride with 20 or more riders,
and just how pooped you can be when you finish. That's why I was out
riding by myself Saturday night. By the way, when Lois is leading
a ride, it's even tough for me to keep up. Too bad her husband already
has the nickname, "HotRod"!
Enough for now; I'm just feeling mellow
and content. Maybe THAT'S why life is good.
...all in all, a pretty good week. It was kinda goofy
getting the observation run together for Saturday at The Emporium,
but I think a good time was had by all the participants, as well as
us putting it on. The best part was money for the CHIPs kids. I did
hear a few comments about "what old fart put THOSE clues together",
but I resemble that remark! Checking those clues also led me to something
good, as well.
On Monday, I had changed the oil in the ol' beast and
she was just purring, she was so happy. Then, on Tuesday, she rolled
over 114,000 on the odometer, which really got me wondering just how
long she'd keep it up...so I've been kinda looking around to see what
I'd look at when she finally bit the dust. I knew I was getting really
tired of chain adjustments, so shaft drive or belt was going to be
Well, back to checking clues...I stopped by D&D on
Thursday and saw a consignment scoot outside that hadn't been there
earlier in the week. To make a long, dull, story short, I now own
a '96 Intruder 1400. Believe me, it's a real transition in riding
styles to go from an in-line 750 to a v-twin 1400 (okay, 1395). I
also remembered why I really love my windshield on the 750. As soon
as my add-on goodies arrive and are installed, you won't recognize
the Coyote on the road.
11/24/03 An e-mail from a reader......:
I have a supply of bumper
stickers that I got from Ron's Kawasaki in Panama City that I would
send to you or anyone else that would pass them along to others. My
son, Michael Foreman, an avid bike rider (bought his bike at Ron's)
was tragically taken from us on 21 Sep at the intersection of Hwy
77 and Baldwin Road here in Panama City; about 6 blocks from my house.
A careless driver (Terri Thomas) turned in front of him and another
car, the car swerved and missed hitting her; however, it put Thomas'
car right in Mike's path. He never had a chance-he hit her and was
killed instantly. She told officers that she didn't know why turned
in front of him and the car-she just doesn't know why. She never once
according to police officers and witnesses (including the driver of
the car that swerved) asked about Mike, offered help, or has she in
anyway showed any remorse. Mike supported the Bay County Humane Society
with donations, Sacred Heart Hospital in Pensacola, and since 1996
had given monthly to St Jude's Children's Cancer Research Center.
She on the other hand is getting her fourth ticket since Mar of 03
and as of now will be charged with a $78 fine for making an improper
left turn and failure to yield the right-of-way. She of course doesn't
have insurance either. Because we followed what Mike would have wanted
and made him a donor we received a letter in mid October from the
Florida Eye Bank and two people in Jacksonville FL (a man and a young
girl) now have the gift of sight. It was not my intent to ramble-our
family is absolutely devastated by this, we loved him dearly and will
miss him so much. He loved his bike and loved riding, he was a safe
rider and did everything right-please ride defensive and be safe.
If you would pass the bumper stickers along, I'll send you a supply.
10/10/03 Great! Finally, a taker.
The following is from our female rambler...(anonymous, at her request):
from the female viewpoint:
The ride last Sunday for Bears for Bears
was awesome. There were so many bikes. Where are all these people
hiding? The weather couldn't have been better. We arrived early, registered
and headed over to the Village Inn to feed our bellys. The ride started
about 11. What a feeling to see such a long stretch of bikes when
you come over a hill. There were so many bikers they didn't have enough
baskets to hold all of our toys.
A small group of 17, including a
trike, headed down 87 to end up at the Dock. The water looked so inviting
on the left. I just wanted to go in with my tank top and whatever.
Last week's weather was great for riding. As the chill in the air
comes in, out comes the long sleeves and leathers. Just like a whole
Thanks, ride safe. Hope to see you at the Love Run on
What's with all this global
warming hooey? I don't remember it being this cold when I was a kid
growing up here on the Redneck Riviera. Sure, we got a snow from time
to time (okay, twice), but it certainly didn't FEEL this cold. Heck,
I even started riding in Colorado when I was in the Army at Ft Carson
(DANG, really 41 years ago?) and 30 degrees didn't slow me down like
this. Oh, that's right...it's the humidity.
Sorry I didn't make it
to Nine Mile Sonic last night; I wonder just how many DID show up?
The new scoot is pretty much set up so I'll be out and about (as soon
as I can get these old bones moving). I've put a couple hundred miles
on her and discovered there's a world of difference between an in-line
750 and a 1400 v-twin.... almost as much as between a fairing and
a windshield. I just know I've got some full-fingered gloves somewhere.
be sure and get your toys together for next Sunday's ABATE Toy Run.
December 7 is right around the corner!
12/5/03 Okay...and I didn't make it to Ruby's tonght.
I was kinda planning on it, but the ride home from work just after
sunset convinced me I'd be happier parked in front of the tube watching
Big Boys' Toys on the Discovery Channel. Yeah, yeah, yeah...I'm getting
old! But I WILL be at the Toy Run on Sunday.
Missouri Redneck and Lynn
got a new Harley on Wednesday...Harley Savannah-Rosemary Wilson, that
is. She weighed 5 pounds and is 16 inches long. Mom and baby are fine.
Now we'll just have to see how ol ' Mo' Redneck holds up. That's it
for now. Ciao, dudes and dudettes
11/10/03 You know, there's a good
reason why I don't try to make my living as a writer; I'd starve to
death! Of course, you who do know me realize that would take some
time but, still, it WOULD happen. It was good to see a bunch of y'all
on Saturday at Trader's. For one night, anyway, it kinda seemed like
old times...but methinks they are probably gone forever. Heck, I can
remember when Kawi Pat and I were the only rice burners parked on
the sidewalk outside Cack's. Does anybody else remember Temptations...or
the Wooden Nickel? Were these all figments of my imagination? Where
are you, Bil?
Oh well, enough drivel for now. Maybe I'll be a little
more up next week. Be sure and come for Motorcycle Emporiums Turkey
Observation Run on Saturday and don't forget the Gulf Coast Chapter
ABATE meeting on Sunday. Take care, y'all, and where's a biker bar
Okay, enough of this waking up in the
wee, dark, hours of the morning! I'm used to waking up a few minutes
before the alarm goes off at 7 but, for the last week, I've been waking
up at 4 to 5AM, and not being able to get back to sleep. Ugh! Couldn't
have anything to do with the new scoot. It has been an interesting
week getting her ready for the road.
Since our shop is closed on Mondays,
that's the day Vic and I work on our own scoots. My goodies (engine
guard, windshield, saddlebags, rear-rack and Clymer manual) weren't
due in until Tuesday so we were going to synch the carbs and give
her a good check-over. Well, once we removed the tank and side covers,
it was obvious no one had looked at the fuel and vaccum lines for
some time, so that was the first thing I replaced. That done, it was
just a matter of cleaning the air filters and we'd be ready to synch.
The number one air box is the easiest to access so I pulled that air
filter and cleaned it, putting it aside to dry and re-oil. The number
one was another story, entirely! Without the manual to give us the
handy little tips, it was a struggle, but I finally got the top off
and discovered three little shreds of degraded foam. Oh, oh... It
was now obvious the previous owner never developed the abilty to remove
that air box, and had probably NEVER serviced it.
Knowing that air
flow only goes in one direction, with much trepidation I worked the
air box out of the frame to access the front carb. It was full of
foam crud! With Vic's help, I got the carb off the intake to clean
it...and there was even residue in the intake. Okay, this thing was
running like the proverbial scalded dog before I brought it in, albeit
a tad rough, so I have no idea how strong it will be when we're done.
To wrap this ramble, customer scoots have occupied the lifts this
week so I'm still not synched but virtually everything else is done
(well, the bags go on today) so maybe, just maybe, I'll be riding
it this weekend. Hope to see you out.
I'm still alive...moving a bit slow and grunting a lot...but alive.
No promises, but I AM gonna try to make it out to Ava's tomorrow night
but, since I have to work Saturday, I won't be out late. Who am I
trying to kid; I haven't been out "late" in years! I used to be able
to sleep in but the old bod has gotten into this pattern of waking
up at 5 or 6AM, regardless of when I hit the sack and I'm nodding
off around 10:30. I really do miss Jay's monologues.
The new scoot
is coming along nicely. A bunch of you got to see it at the ABATE
Toy Run, but I have one more set of goodies coming. I just don't care
for the original flared exhausts on the Intruder, so I have some Cobra
Boulevard sliip-on turn-outs coming. I think they'll look better and
just might improve the sound a tad. I'd ride it to the ABATE meeting
this Sunday except that it's Motorcycle Emporium's turn to sell ABATE
products and I just don't think I can carry it all on the bike. Hmmm,
a challenge; let's see.
The Emporium is going to shut down for Christmas
week so I hope to get some riding in, weather permitting, so maybe
I'll see you on the road. Y'all be careful though; the Christmas shoppers
are more oblivous than usual of motorcycles on the road. We had another
motorcycle fatality yesterday out on Pine Forest Road so watch those
cars pulling out of parking lots...they sure aren't watching for us.
Be safe and be happy. If I don't manage to get back on here before...have
a very Merry Christmas.
12/22/03 Merry Christmas, y'all...since I probably
won't update in the next couple of days. No, I didn't make it to Ava's
on Friday night. Call me a wuss, but Muff and I went out riding Thursday
night, had a couple(?) of beers in the process and I flat-out didn't
get enough sleep, so I was one dragging puppy Friday night. It was
good to see so many folks at the ABATE meeting on Sunday, with the
out-of-town-for-the-holiday syndrome going on. The pity was I had
to drive the truck instead of ride since I haven't figured out how
to stow the BATE products safely on the scoot. Oh, well...it'll be
Ben's turn for the next few months, so I CAN ride.
I had a heads-up
on a biker-friendly bar, so Muff and I stopped by on our ride and
then again this evening. Try Judy's Colonial Inn on Gulf Beach Hwy.
They're trying to reserve the front for bike-only parking, "Bad to
the bone" was playing on the jukebox and the draft beer was 85 cents.
They've got two pool tables and iy seems to be a right friendly place.
Sorry, no hard stuff to drink, but that tends to mess up the pool
That's it for the moment. I hope y'all have a safe
and happy holiday and we all make it into the new year.
12/27/03 ...and probably the last entry
for the year. It has been a tad chilly, but I HAD to make the last
Sonic ride-in of the year. Yeah, right...and five bikes showed up!
I rationalized that some folks had company in for the holidays, or
were off visiting but, the truth probably is...they're wusses! We
were all planning on riding to Stockton for Stage Coach VII this morning
but, when I tried to crank the Intruder she just grunted. Now, I've
got a new battery and haven't had one iota of trouble, so I was kinda
puzzled. I threw the charger on her while I was finishing getting
ready to go pick up Ms. Lynn and she was a bit anemic, but started.
I figured she'd build up a charge but by the time we stopped to gas
up, I just didn't want to be that many miles from home with a problem.
I can bump-start the old 750, but I doubt I could with the 1400 Intruder.
being the better part of valor, we made it back to my house and parked
her, putting the charger on. Since it just didn't seem right to go
to Stockton in my S-10, we went instead to the flea market and then
to the art museum for the Ansel Adams exhibit. It was great but, by
the afternoon, my back was killing me. I've been trying to experiment
to find out what minimum dosage I need to keep functional and I think
it's at least one more than I took...so I dropped her off and came
home and took it!
By this evening, I was feeling well enough that when
my son suggested going out and shooting pool, I took him up on it.
I shifted the charger over to the 750 (poor baby, I've been neglecting
her since I got the other scoot) and it was running when he came by,
so we rode to The Colonial, drank beer and shot pool until we were
both disgusted with our games. At least, we did figure out that we
weren't meant to shoot pool for a living...but we had fun.
If I don't
get back on here before, have a safe and happy New Year's celebration
and, PLEASE be careful!