...and another year bites the
dust! Unfortunately, the New Year bit a friend, as well.
If you've ridden through Pea Ridge last week, you'd have seen that
Doc's Southern Cycle was closed. His landlord sold the building
out from under him and he had until the end of December to get out.
He thought he had another place lined up, but that fell through as
well. At last, though, he HAS reopened at a new location.
He, Crazy Joe, and their respective wives worked through the weekend
and managed to open this morning. If you want to drop in on
them, the new location is in beautiful downtown Pace, across from
that big church and almost next door to the Sonic.
ride out and about that way was good, Sunday's was even better.
I did about 120 miles of Baldwin-back-roading and even found a few
roads I'd never been on before. I'd guess I saw hundreds of
other bikes while I was out, and it was the best riding weather in
weeks. Now, to top it off, I can only hope it doesn't rain this
evening, and spoil the Fairfield Sonic. Christmas, New Year's
and weather has done that the past few weeks, and I'm ready to go.
Maybe we'll see y'all out and about. Ride safe!
Yup, a stalwart few showed
up at the Fairfield Sonic last week, but we'll see about tonight,
though. I, on the other hand, have failed to show at Pace or
Milton for some time. It ain't the company, folks, I just hate
Friday evening travel on US90 up there. Maybe we can get something
started at the Sorento Rd Sonic?
I've been putting the miles
in and, Sunday, I rode over to Navarre to Cocodries. Where was
everybody? Anybody know if it's been cancelled for the winter
or something? Another local shop has made some changes besides
Doc up in Pace. Vic, at Motorcycle Empoium is now carrying a
full line of leather at some great prices. Be sure to stop in
there as well as our other local independant shops and keep the alternatives
to the dealerships open!
Pay attention to the What's Happening
page 'cause it's been changing rapidly, but not as fast as it will
after this Sunday's planning meeting. I've been getting some
of the stuff early, but a bunch of folks are waiting 'til the meeting
to turn their event dates in...even my own Gulf Coast Chapter(hint,
hint). Finally, you might want to plan on dropping in at the
Sandshaker on Mardi Gras (that's Tuesday 2/5). I hear a local
biker is gonna be crowned by Krewe of Coma. That's it; ride
safe and be good to one another.
Yup, a hardy few showed up last Tuesday, but
not a lot. I guess I can't really say too much as I've been
down, myself, in the mileage department between rain and cold.
Sunday was one bitter cold ride to the planning meeting at American
Legion 240, but it was good to see a bunch of folks I don't get to
see much of otherwise, perticularly JoJo and Pigiman.
working away trying to get the Happenings page updated and it should
be ready by the end of the week. Rainman has obtained the Gulf
Coast Biker News name from Sheely, and is reintroducing it...on the
web. He's at http://www.gulfcoastbikernews.com and, if he can
get enough advertisers to make a go of it, I might be able to retire
from this scheduling business. I just realized I've been
doing this almost 8 years and....aw, what the hell, what else would
I do with my time?
Tomorrow night looks like it'll be a tad wet
for the Fairfield Sonic but the rest of the week shouldn't be too
bad. Maybe I'll get to see ya on the road, somewhere.
Ride safe and be good to one another.
Another low-mileage week down
the tubes... Wet and cold just isn't as much fun as it used
to be, and I don't think I'll be at the Fairfield Sonic tonight,
either. I have no idea how many hardy souls braved the road
last Friday for the Nine Mile Road Sonic...one of the few I've missed
since it started (the busted clutch cable doesn't count; I ALMOST
made it there!).
As a rare few of you found out, I was babysitting
Motorcycle Emporium last week so Vic could go up to Illinois and visit
his father but, he's back and I'm retired... AGAIN! I don't
envy his getting up in 6 degree weather to go outside for a smoke,
so I think I'll stay down here where I belong. In about 11 days,
a bunch of South Florida ABATE members will be here for the State
Meeting and I have a hunch their temperature differential, although
not quite as severe, will be telling as well. We'll all
be partying at the Sandshaker, helping celebrate Gulf Coast Chapter's
13th birthday. Hope to see y'al out there with us.
meantime, stay dry, warm and safe. There's some real crazy cagers
Well, you haven't seen
me at any of the Sonics lately, and probably won't until Spring.
The day riding has been pretty good, though, particularly last weekend.
Cocodries had a poster up that the Biker Sundays would resume this
weekend although there were a few of us there, anyway...just no band
I finally got around to changing the coolant in the
scoot last week. Now I have a better idea of why PMS quoted
me about a hundred and a half labor. The shop manual explanations
tend to gloss over some of the steps but now it's done for another
24,000 miles. The book also doesn't mention how messy it can
be, but that may be partly my fault for lack of experience at it.
Next time will be better.
I've a got a bad-news, good-news situation
to report. The good news part is that Motorcycle Emporium is
having a big sale of everything in the shop, including equipment,
so if you were thinking about a bike lift, tire changer, etc, drop
on by. The bad news part is that Vic is going back to Illinois
to be closer to his parents. It'll be tough losing my friend
but, taking care of my own Mom, I know somewhat how he feels.
looks looks good riding weather for the next few days, so be sure
to drop over to the Sandshaker on the beach Saturday for the bike
show and Chapter birthday party. In the meantime, ride safe
and look out for one another.
The weather's changed and so has my riding!
I hope you had a chance to make it to Pensacola Beach on Saturday
for the ABATE car & bike show. At the time, I thought that
was as good of riding as it could get, but Sunday proved me wrong.
started out with the general idea of riding over to the Eastern Shore
and just putzing around there, but I discovered my Alabama map was
so old it didn't even have the Foley beach bypass on it. Well,
no big deal; just hit the welcome station on I-10 and then drop south
to 90 at the Wilcox exit. Stuff just kinda happened after that...
Somehow, I realized at the top of the ramp that I'd never gone RIGHT
from there so....good move. After some good country twisties
(well, for around here, anyway), I found myself on 112, the Bay Minette
road. Okay, cool stuff. I stayed on that until US31 and
somehow, the scoot decided to go right instead of left.
goodbye Eastern Shore, hello Atmore and points east. When I
finally got there, I was hungry, but I didn't want to head back toward
home yet. Usually you can find some fast food joints at interstate
exits, but not THIS one. What I did find, though, was a bunch
of construction for the Creek Casino. What the hey, it was leg-stretch
and smoke time anyway. Can you believe I actually left with
more money than I came in with? A couple of cents, maybe, but
it WAS more.
By now it WAS time to head for the barn and I made
it before to sun got too low and cool, making one of the best riding
days in months. I hope y'all did as well. Take care,
ride safe, and I'll seeya on the road.
Okay, I've got a good excuse
this time; I've been out riding! Quite a bit of the time, anyway.
You may not see me on the roads as much on Sundays, though, now that
NASCAR has started back up,
The VA has finally come through with
my Nuclear Medicine appointment in Biloxi for next week. It's
been tough complying with the pre-test requirements: no salt, seafood,
dairy, eggs, or "most foods prepared in restaurants". Hell,
this just about describes my normal diet. By the way, grits
without salt just doesn't cut it! First thing, after I get out
of there on Tuesday, is stop and get a big ol' cheeseburger, salty
fries and a big chocolate milk shake.
It was good to see
a bunch of folks at Hub Stacey's last evening; it's been a while between
cold and wet. It doesn't look to good for the Nine Mile Sonic
this Friday though, unless this rainy spell blows through fast.
The ABATE meeting on Sunday is supposed to be nice weather, so maybe
I'll seeya there. In any case, ride safe and look out for your
brothers and sisters.
I was looking hard into the mirror and I don't see any glow from my
thyroid. I got back from a two-day trip to Biloxi, primarily
to the VA for a thyroid uptake and scan but, more expensively, to
feed the slots. Hopefully the outcome on the scan will be more
positive than the gaming. They don't tell you anything there;
it's up to my primary Doc here in Pensy to do that.
back today was much more pleasant than Monday morning's trip over.
I REALLY detest Mobile traffic anyway, and an accident at the tunnel
had me worrying I might be late to the Medical Center. I made
it on time...just. Today, I was more concerned with the weather,
but the storm front went ahead of me so all I got was light rain.
It'll sure be good to sleep in my own bed tonight. Especially
so since therre's no train tracks near my house. Do they have
to blow their horns at EVERY crossing?
Enough for now.
I had a great meal of flounder, hush puppies and mac & cheese,
so I feel like me again. Y'all take care and ride safe,
and maybe I'll seeya on the road.
hasn't been bike riding as much as truck driving that's kept me from
here for a while but, physically, I'm mostly back. The day after
I returned from Biloxi, I got another appointment notice from the
VA...this time for New Orleans, for the 3d. I haven't been to NOLA
since the early 80's but good ol' Mapquest gave me the directions
right to the clinic entrance. It also gave me the estimated
driving time, which I checked with a few friends who vouched for its
On Monday, I pulled out of here in the wee,
dark, hours to make my 10:30AM appointment. It was still
dark 'cause I built in a de-coffeeing stop, a gas stop, and "get there
early" factor since I'd never been to this clinic before.
Good news, boys and girls: Mapquest's time is right on! (provided
you do the speed limit) Apparently, though, I was the only person
on the road who left on time. I'm used to the Pensacola-Biloxi
stretch, and on to Slidell was more of the same, but the rest was
a bloomin' nightmare! The approach into New Orleans has so much
buckled concrete that I felt as though I were airborne half the time
and, at 75, I was still the slowest thing on the road.
the terrifying I-10, I made it through a bewildering maze of
downtown alleyways (again, thanks to Mapquest) and got to my
appointment on time. Working my way through the VA bureaucracy,
I finally got to my Pakistani (I think) endocrinologist and about
a half dozen assorted interns and/or residents (the clinic is associated
with Tulane Hospital). I must really be getting old because
one of these "doctors" only looked to be about 12 years old!
The upshot of this whole narrative is that I have been diagnosed with
Graves Disease, which is incurable but treatable. Only about 12-16%
of its victims are male, so I must be getting in touch with my feminine
Okay, now I've explained my recent absence and moodiness;
I guess if you've got to have an incurable disease, this is one of
the better ones to have and I feel better having written this.
In any case, it looks like a beautiful weekend and I'm going riding...as
soon as it gets a tad warmer. Hope to see you on the road soon
and 'til then, ride safe and look out for your Brothers and Sisters.
Been a while, hasn't it? I finally
got my medication (methamizole) from the VA in the mail and, as usual,
the warnings accompanying it scared the hell out of me.... particularly
the ones saying STOP the medication immediately and see your doctor,
if...! Well, all went well until last Saturday. I'd gone
to the Malibu Friday and Saturday night to catch Mack Daddy, and when
I got to the house Saturday night, I had a little rash around my belt
line. No biggie; I'd been doing quite a bit of riding and it
had been getting warmer, so.....
Sunday AM, the rash was still
there so I took a hot shower before I took off for the day, intending
to Santa Rosa County and end up at Cocodries since there was no NASCAR
race on Easter Sunday. As the day wore on, I was a little itchy
but, again, it was a warm day and I was wearing my body armor.
Getting to Cocodries, I came on the deck, bought a beer and headed
over to see some friends. As I sat down, you could (maybe not!)
imagine what went through my mind when I realized I couldn't feel
the cold beer bottle on my lip...and I dribbled! My friend's
wife, who shall remain nameless for reasons expounded upon futher
in this narrative, said my lip was swollen..in fact the whole side
of my face.
Well, brothers and sisters, remembering all the dire
warnings of earlier stated medication, proceeded to panic (quietly,
of course), hyperventilating, cold sweating and all that crap.
Here I was, 30+ miles from home, on the scoot, WAY less than 100%
capable of safely riding, and mind a-whirling. Thank God (literally)
for good friends, who came in their cage, AND was among the few people
I would trust on my scoot. Of course, he made me promise I wouldn't
tell anyone that he rode a Honda since he is hard-core Harley (so
I won't). Anyway, wifey drove me (in air conditoning) with him
following, miles out of their way, to bring this brother home.
Other than my forgetting to tell him the difference in Harley and
Honda turn signal switches, he had no problems. In fact, this
nameless and very unselfish friend told me "that is a smooth ride!"
and stripped, I'm covered with red blotches, hot, and itching out
of my mind! Breathing is okay, so there's no sense going to
the emergency room, so I pop a bunch of Benedryl, rub on hydrocortizone
cream and still proceed to itch all night. By the time the sun
comes up and I'm ready to head to the VA clinic, I'm involved just
about EVERYWHERE...and THAT'S a really scarey sight to a guy!
Rest of the story...I have hives, taking steroids and antihistamines
and not riding for a bit until this clears up (it's real hard
to concentrate on traffic with this stuff). That's why I wasn't
a Hub's tonight, but I'll seeya when I seeya. Ride safe, y'all!