this is a post from HELL
Geez, where to start?........hmm….well….. I guess I’ll start at the beginning….
Oh, wait, I know, let’s talk about the Weather! Blasted weatherman was totally wrong! But that ended up being a good thing! It was calling for 50-80% chance of rain every day (Friday-Sunday). So, this is one reason we decided to head up on Thursday night after work instead of Friday morning.
Ok, so it’s Thursday, the wife got out of work early. early enough that she could get a few things done that we needed to get before we left for the trip. once again, my wife ROCKS!
By the time I got home from work, she had her bike all backed up, sitting in the driveway and she was ready to hit the road. All she needed do to was put on her gear. My bike was already backed up the night before and good to go. So, all I needed to do was change my clothes, put on my gear and hit the road. So, I get home from work and we are off.
The goal was to haul ass and try to get past “Deadman’s curve” before the “back up” starts. Well, we were doing pretty good on time, or so we thought. as we got just about a mile away from “Deadman’s curve”, the “back up” started. not to worry, good old Ruger had a “backup” plan (as I almost always do). We took a little detour through Cleveland, OH., instead of trying to go around the city. It worked like a charm. We were able to keep moving and we really didn’t loose any time either. it was a more scenic ride to boot!
After stopping in Sandusky, OH., for gas and a little break. We hit the road again. We took RT2 along the Lake shore coast into Toledo, OH., then headed up North into MI.. 30minutes into MI., we stopped at “Big Daddy’s Truck stop” for gas.
I gave Birddog a call. I got his voicemail and left him a message, letting him know we should be at the house in an hour or so.
Up to this point, we have not see a drop of rain! But as we looked up the road North, it looked pretty gray and of course, that was the way we were heading. But we only saw a few drops on our windshields just before our next stop in Dundee, MI.. we only saw rain once more and that was about a ½ mile from the house. But this was nothing more that a very light sprinkle, not even enough to wash off any of the bug guts that littered our wind shields. lol
In Dundee, MI ., we stopped by the “Christmas Store”, (for the wife). Although it was closed, it was still an interesting stop. Then we headed down the road and stopped at Cabela’s. we only had time for a photo shoot in front of the “Bears” at the entrance of the store and we were off again.
As we were cruising down RT50 (aka the green desert), the sun was setting, the sky was lit up with beautiful mix of clouds and colors. Although it was a very nice and scenic ride, that’s all that it was, “scenic”. RT50 in MI., is flat and straight for miles (hence the name “the green desert” lol ).
We cruised down RT50, until we get to the street that leads to the “road” (more like a gravel driveway than a road) that went around “Little Stony Lake”. the house we rented is at the very end of this road.
although the house that we were staying at was in the “Irish Hills” of MI., the wife and I had yet, to see even a single hill in all of MI., that we have been riding through up to this point. Then, when we got to the end of the “road”, we had to go up the gravel driveway to the house. Yup, it was on top of a hill. Lol
navigating up the twisty gravel driveway to the house, we find what we believe to be Birddog’s trailer, but not his car. we wonder if he is coming back or if in fact we were at the right house.
we park our bikes and start looking around the outside of the house. we were not sure if Birddog left the house unlock or not. after a few minutes we found an unlocked door and go inside.
after going through and checking out the whole house, we headed back to the bikes to unload. I grab the two 6-pack of Yuengling Oktoberfest out of the wife’s saddlebags and head back into the house. as I walk in through the "mud room", I notice a small refrigerator, I open it and looked inside and say "Holy Kaw"! inside I find sitting there chilling, was a not only a case of Yuengling Light, but a case of Yuengling Oktoberfest too! (I find out later), apparently, Denny couldn't make it to the Gathering and forfeited his deposit. He told Birddog to use the money for food. Obviously, Birddog used Denny’s deposit. For some reason, Birddog considers “beer” as food.
As the wife and I are getting the last of our stuff off the bikes, Birddog rolls up in his Ford Exploder. He had just run to the store to pick up some food. We greet him and we all go inside the house.
After we all get settled in, we crack some beers, sit around and talk about what is on the agenda for the weekend. Birddog lets me know what is going on with the rest of the people from MI., and since he didn’t know anyone was going to be at the house on Thursday night until the last minute, I fill in him in on who else were on their way up from Ohio.
a few beers later, Birddog hits the road and tells us he’ll be back tomorrow.
The wife and I have another beer and start texting Kanuck69 to see where he and the rest of the group were at. We got a text back saying they were in MI., on RT50, and they would be there soon.
Not much longer, we hear the roar of Rbauze’s Victory, Firetire2’s VN750 and Kanuck69’s VN900. then we see the light from the head lights coming down the road. Then it all stops. We see lights shining up the driveway, we hear the motorcycles running and we hear people talking. But it’s all at the bottom of the hill. we are wondering what is going on and what is taking them so long to come up the drive. We see a bike turn around and head back up the road. We start to wonder if the guys down at the bottom of the hill couldn't find the drive in the dark, because the road just ends and the drive is to the right and some what hidden too.
Then after a moment or two, the first bike rolls up the hill. It’s Kanuck69 and wife (6 of 9), then comes Rbauze and then Friretire2. woo hoo! They made it!
We go over to Kanuck69 and wife to greet them and the first thing out of his mouth is “I pulled a “Ruger”, at the bottom of the hill”! Meaning, he dumped his bike in the driveway. Doh! Sorry Kanuck69, but it looks like my “bad mojo” has moved on. Lol
Later, we are all settled in and having a few beers. the next thing I know, Rbauze and Kanuck69 pretend that they are in a marching band and start to play us a “tune”. Rbauze is blasting away on a French horn and Kanuck69 is blowing on a Trombone! Both are blowing and blasting as loud as they can! The rest of us can do nothing but sit there and laugh. We all laughed so hard, we were all in tears. that was just the start of the night! see what happens when you mix Buckeyes and Beer?! lol What a blast!