GOE XII - Day Three: A Poker Run is Gambling

Thursday, June 19th, 2008

This morning for the Ralph Barnard Poker Run, we lined up to break up into three groups We would leave about 15 minutes apart. My brother led the first group, with a CB or GPS, as they were still on the old bike. He and his wife were leading on a brand new Kawasaki Concours 14.

I led the third and final group, and after telling everyone in the meeting we won't loose you, we lost the chase truck in hotel parking lot. We re-grouped, twice, then headed back down Lynhurst, to Kentucky, and then to the first card stop.

I had another brief meeting, and a warning of the switch back corner to come. We headed back down SR 67. I really thought that an officer would be posted at the street because one of our riders had gone down. The road, and the turn was clear, and we all made it through.

From there is was on to Wilbur Road, then Upper Patton Woods, and onto Berean, which was closed last Saturday. I was glad that is was open, it has been re-paved, and is one of the prettiest drives in Indiana.

We arrived at Little Hurricane, passed many horses out and about, and then onto Big Hurricane. We rode onto our next stop, Oliver Christian Church.

We arrived at the church, and Al's group was just mounting up. He told us there was a spread downstairs of cookies and lemonade. Here is a picture.




The next leg would take us alongg Turkey Neck Road, and then back to SR 67, and into Spencer, Indiana. We strolled through town, and into a church parking lot acoss the street from Chambers, where we would have lunch.

We returned up SR 231 to SR 42. We made it past Eminence, where Dad wrecked, and then we were nearing Robb Hill Road. The area has sweeping corners, and some construction that is not very well marked! I hit it full bore, about 35 mph, but another gall hit it with the brakes locked up, over she went. She was not wearing a helmet, and her head hit the pavement. She seemed to herself, but this would mark an occurance I am getting tired of, Ambulances joining our rides!

She went off in the medical vehicle, with an EMT that she knows, and we got the bike loaded into the back of the chase truck. We continued on the ride, and stopped at the gas station to draw another card.

Once again, behind schedule, we went back up SR 67 to 465, and back to the hotel.

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