Showing posts from May, 2009

2009 Soup Run: Day 2: Soups On!

Saturday, May 30, 2009

Before we hit the road, I took a few pictures...

Morning, Day Two, bikes parked at the Super 8.

My brother has the Road Runner on his bike, but is always following me?

Wile E loves the Soup Run! He is hoping for Road Runner Stew this year.

The outside of a very nice Super 8 hotel.

An Artsy shot I tried.

Last evening when we showed up at the Super 8 in Waukesha, I had mentioned I was impressed. Well the impression continued in the morning. The large, clean and nicely appointed lobby was also the host room for breakfast. Besides the normal free breakfast items, cereals, muffins, bread and a toaster, and coffee and Orange Juice, there was one of those waffle making machines, and biscuits and gravy. It was a very nice breakfast that I restrained myself from, saving room for soup.

I packed up my stuff, made a double check of the room, and headed out to clean up the bike. It was a little cool this morning, but looking like a beautiful day to ride.

We started out getting …

2009 Soup Run: Day 1: Reading, Riding, and Eating

Friday, May 29, 2009

It is the end of May for another year, and for those of you who have followed my odysseys for a while, know that is Soup Run Time. The rest of you have probably gotten the idea from the title.

This is the fifth Soup Run in a row that I would be attending, and I was really looking forward to it. In the past I had invited others to come along and enjoy the fun I had been enjoying, oh yeah, and the soup too, but few rarely came. Once I was on the road, however, I did enjoy the ride. The first year, I just rode straight up to Fond Du Lac, Wisconsin, a little over 400 miles for the day. The second year, I made a real trip of it, going north through Michigan, reaching Mackinaw the first day (515 Miles), then across the bridge, and up to Lake Superior, then through Green Bay and on to Sturgeon Bay, Wisconsin for the night. Day 3 was an early morning trip around Door County, the thumb of Wisconsin, and then to get soup. 1240 miles to just get there. My third and fou…

Riding to Save the Ta-Ta's

Friday, May 15th, 2009

First off, I want to let you know that I have ridden since my last post, but it was just to go from Kasey's House back to my own, and run to Kroger for groceries. Since this is my 251st Post, I wanted to be more than just a regular trip.

So, the main part of this issue will be about a very special ride. You see, last year in the summer, a woman bought a motorcycle in Florida. Trouble was, she lived in Vancouver, BC. At first, like others who had bought a bike from a distance, that she would just have it shipped. But this woman was looking for adventure, so she flew to Florida, and rode the motorcycle back homes 5,000 miles. After posting her intent on the Women Who Ride forum, she found that she would not make the journey alone. Other Women on the forum rode with her. Joining the dance across the country, they formed a supportive, conga line.

That was the summer of 2008, and this is 2009. That woman, Flo Fuhr, realized she missed Alabama on her journey…

I Rode, So It Was a Great Day!

Saturday, May 9, 2009

It was one of those mornings that the wind rustles the leaves and makes it sound like it is a downpour. In the morning it was supposed to rain, but there was nothing but sunshine pouring on the leaves. Even with the sun, it was still chilly, and the wind was not making it any warmer.

I had to run to the bank before heading to the meeting spot, as I was low on dead presidents. After a brief stint at the ATM, we headed back west on US 36 to Shell/Circle K that I would meet my brother for today's ride.

We chatted for a bit, then headed out south on SR 267. It was a short trip, as we turned on CR 100 one mile south. We headed further west, passed Royal Troone, and then headed south on CR 525.

A jog in the road would put us on Vestal Road. I was not prepared for how twisty and scenic this road would be. Kasey and I both agreed that a return trip to record this road on Video will be in order.

Before it hits US 40, we would head west once again along CR 350, run i…