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November 15, 2008 Saturday - 14 members and 1 guest met at the prescribed time at the predetermined meeting place on this wet morning, using 3 bikes, 2 d2s, and other assorted cages. The rains had quit by 9am so we were able to stand around the parking lot and talk about everyone that wasn't there. That's why your ears were burning. The group decided that since we haven't been to Eve's in a long while, that was the place to go. The call was made and management said ok, so off we went. The place was packed, but as always they found space for us and as usual the food and service was good. After breakfast everyone went their own way. Til next time---
November 08, 2008
Saturday
-
(Ride
for Bella Poker Run Law Enforcement
Charity Motorcycle Ride) Eight (8) BK XVII members met at Rapscallions
Restaurant for the Ride for Bella Poker Run.
This was a Law Enforcement Charity Motorcycle Ride to raise money for
Isabella (Bella) Villanti, 1 year old (today!) daughter of Chris and Patti
Villanti and the granddaughter of TPD Captain Cherie Adkins and her husband,
Corporal Bryan Adkins. Bella suffers
from Acute Myleogenous Leukemia and is going through aggressive chemotherapy
treatments. The charity run was to
assist the family with financial assistance.
All monies raised from this event
were earmarked to go towards Bella’s medical expenses and her family’s household
bills. It was touching to see a handful of BK members out to assist another
officer in need.
Those who
attended: Dennis D., Steve McD.,
Bruce and Teresa, Steve K., Kevin W., Don and I and later, when we were
finishing our meal, Jimmy S and Paula came out to the event.
Jimmy was tied up with HCSO
motors who were working the Ironman Triathlon in Clearwater in the morning
hours. On the paperwork, we noticed it listed on the registration form:
Bikes on trailers and knew it was a Harley Ride.
(Harley’s indicative of riding on trailers).
Another footnote on the paperwork, where it listed the Shell Station, it
listed the information, “Top off the Hog!” – To us BK members, that meant to eat
something, and in our case, most of us got a hotdog to tie us over until later
when we ate something of real substance! A Pasco Deputy approached us at
Rapscallions Restaurant, as the bikes were forming a line.
He asked what the event was and if all of the bikes would attempt to pull
out at the same time, or if they would be staggered.
He wanted to assist us with traffic control, if need be.
Bruce’s response to him, “That’s a good question”, reminded the Pasco
Deputy of a suspect. He said he
hears that often, “That’s a good question, Officer!”
We all laughed! The BK rode
together and we even had an additional bike added to our 6, Jim Moody (TPD
Motors) and his wife, Tina.
They knew we were good, safe riders and wanted to join us for the Poker Run.
It was great to see them both!
Dennis D was trying to solicit
them to become BK members again.
The poker run
was laid out nicely and we traveled some nice, windy curves.
Our route laid out 4 stops (including the starting stop at Rapscallions)
and included 99 miles of traveling.
Already at our 2nd stop, we went inside of Shell to get a hotdog.
Bruce and Teresa were smart to start off their day with breakfast out, 14
inch pancakes, to quote Bruce! We
noticed Bruce taking awhile at each stop, and we’d have to wait a few minutes
for him to “saddle up” and get on his bike and get rolling.
We noticed this, only because he was leading our ride, so we had to wait
for the “leader” to roll out. At one
point, I overheard someone on the CB say, “Should we start to call you Bruce
Runnels?”
Those regulars know that Cory takes awhile to get out and rolling when we
are on a ride. We passed some interesting sights on our run.
One canoe place had a sign on their marquis that read:
Come and get a good paddling!”
We all laughed at that!
(The creativity in America is endless!)
As we rode through Dade City, we noticed a loose, brown cow, on the OUTSIDE of
the fence. He was so happy to
be eating the bright green, sweet flavored grass and was oblivious to the
traffic driving by him. There was a
female driver who stopped to hold him back away from the road!
How now brown cow! I read
that book one time!
Someone on the CB was overheard saying, “Look! A Dade City cheerleader!”
We passed by a golf course that was being watered, however, the street was being
sprayed with water, as well!
Don commented on the CB, “Gosh, LOOK!
A bike wash was included in the
Poker Run, too!” We passed a big ice-cream cone, ice-cream shop (for those of
you who remember the Plant City Ice Cream Excursion some years back!).
It was heard on the CB that if we
were with the Gold Wingers, we would be stopping for ice cream treats! One of
the roads we travelled was called, “Happy Hill”.
Don asked grump Bruce if it was odd for him to be on a road that was so
happy!
Bruce said it did feel kind of odd to
him to be exposed to so much happiness! Dennis took photos during the day of all
of the day’s happenings! We
experienced great eats at Beef O’Brady’s and those who won 50-50 prizes, claimed
their goods. We had an enjoyable
visit at the restaurant and left afterwards for family pre-plans. Until we eat
again,
Karen Lumpkin,
Ride Reporter
November 08, 2008 Saturday - - At 9AM only two riders had shown up for the Saturday breakfast run and a mandatory small group trip to Yanny’s was planned. But by 9:15 four more riders arrived and it was decided to give a new place a shot. There was much discussion about how and where to go based on the screwy traffic patterns threatened by the Ironman Race and the group went off destined for Piccadilly’s in St. Petersburg. As I was leading a gave the caveat that should a “race roadblock be encountered” to stay close for instant course changes and redirection. Well traveling South on 19 was great UNTIL the intersection of Bryan Dairy were the road has been undergoing construction for over a year but the “race routers” decided to add the ironman course to the mix. This became a total disaster so some quick lane shenanigans and we rerouted westerly on Bryan Dairy then a couple back roads to northerly on Belcher and decided to head to Pete’s family on Starkey just North of East Bay. A rather “quick” run to that location and speedy seating and service and a great breakfast was experienced by all.
TTFN
PeterD
November 02, 2008
Sunday
-
Cory R called Don’s cell phone early
on Sunday morning to find out if we were meeting at 9 AM or 10 AM for the Sunday
ride. Unfortunately, by
the time Don noticed he got a voicemail and returned his call, Cory was already
sitting patiently and waiting at Burger King, since 9 AM!
With the time change and all, he wanted to be sure he would be on time.
As Don and I headed south on Dale Mabry towards Burger King, we noticed a fellow
BK pull out of the gas station. Don
called out on the CB to Bruce and Teresa, to verify that it was them and sure
enough – it was them!
Some of us grabbed a bite to eat
inside, knowing that we planned to take our time to Sun City Center (God’s
waiting room). Don and Cory had
collaborated and had a cool ride planned to the Old Castle Tavern, distinct
German cuisine! Don and I had taken
the recommendation by a fellow friend to try it, so a few weeks ago we did just
that and were pleasantly surprised.
We said at that time, we would plan a BK ride to share our satisfaction with the
rest of the members. We had ten (10) show up for the ride and we went out to
suit up to leave. After a few
minutes of waiting for Cory, Bruce commented on the airwaves that he remembered
waiting for his grandmother like this, but explained that she was 97 years old,
had 1 leg and was pregnant! (Is that
a Bruce line, or what?) While we waited for Cory, Don commented that he was
happy that Cory had gotten there so early to get a head start. Cory is the life
of the party! His youth is so
enjoyable and appreciative by us “older” folks.
He was explaining that he had just gotten a Nintendo WII (interactive
computer games), and how much fun he was having with it.
He was making us tired explaining the body movements that go along with
playing the normal computer games.
We drove out of our way, to make a
little ride before lunch so we could build up an appetite.
It was interesting riding along Bayshore (which has a lot more potholes
than the last time we rode along it).
“Isn’t that where George Steinbrenner lives?” and similar comments could
be heard as we rode through the more affluent sections of Tampa, depicting
beautiful mansions. It was interesting to see the different political viewpoints
and that seemed somewhat related to the socio economics of the neighborhoods.
Then, we would notice many conflicting political viewpoints, even with
houses that were side by side. What
that says is that in this election, there is no rhyme or reason to party
affiliation! Tuesday’s election will
be interesting, to say the least! Don and I commented several times what an
excellent job that Cory did giving us a tour of southeastern Hillsborough
County. He is very familiar with the
surroundings, because he works in the area.
There were some interesting facts he shared, and his personal narration
really added a nice touch: We would have never known that the one store that
paints a new look on the outside of their store every year; painting in
completely different colors and themes!
I guess that keeps it interesting.
Or the popular spot in Gibsonton:
“Liquor Box”, with Girls! Girls! Girls! advertised in bright neon lights!
Cory was very good at announcing our turns beforehand, and doing safe
lane changes! At one point, Cory
slowed way down to allow the blue-herons to cross the road!
They were huge and it was funny to see them taking their time to cross
the road! At one point, Cory asked Bruce (expert tail man) to please get the
right lane. Then, Cory announced our
lane change, by asking that we put the left turn signals on and turn left when
safe. We all laughed at that.
The next time Cory asked that we make a lane change and go right, he
accentuated, “A real right hand turn this time!”
As we rode along the scenic roads, that most of us didn’t know even
existed, some of the guys commented that their watches showed one time, and
their motorcycles showed a different time.
We joked that we would have to go home and read our manuals and try to
figure out how to correct the time.
Cory’s timing was incredibly accurate
and we arrived at the restaurant at exactly 12 noon, for our 12 noon
reservations. The tables were set up
for us and the wait staff stood waiting to take our drink order. Being of German
dissent, it was interesting to hear the members order their food, trying to
sound out each vowel. Bobby said
that he wouldn’t embarrass himself or cream the German language by trying to say
it properly, so he just pointed for the waitress. The food was incredible and
truly authentic! Poor Bruce was
served last, he said, “Due to the fact he was sitting next to Gary!”
Some even ran outside to mark their GPS with the location so they could
return again at a later time. The
restaurant started to really get full, and then the service understandably,
slacked off a bit. Many indulged in
beautifully decorated desserts to top things off! A fun time was had by all!
Until we eat again,
Karen Lumpkin
Ride Reporter.
November 01, Saturday
- it was a cool clear morning as 21 members and 2 guests met at
CMS for the Saturday breakfast ride. After the women thawed out and the men
conducted business with the quartermaster, it was decided to go to NPR and
Barnhill's Buffet, which we understand is now owned by the people that owned
Buddy Freddy's. The restaurant seemed to have improved since the last time we
were there, the food and service were both better, although 2 frying pans are
not enough at the egg and omelet station. After breakfast 6 of us went to Bright
House Field for the Veteran's Appreciation Day Celebration where 6 additional
members met us. For a first time event it went very well and was very good, all
the branches of the Military were in attendance, the Traveling Wall was on site
along with the 9-11 Wall and many other demonstrations and dignitaries. The
weather was perfect, the beer was cold, and it was a great day. Til next time---