THIS IS ALL MADE UP, OF COURSEShe was off in the bushes snapping her own pics, of course.
Rocket Phil tended to run his own ride sometimes instead of riding with the pack as the Savages were 1) too small, too nimble and too fast 2) rode way way way too aggressively for his 900 lb motorcycle to feel anywhere near comfortable trying to stay up with the nasty 'ol Savage pack.
Toymaker, as his host, tried to stay back within sight of Phil so he too tended to lag 15-30 minutes behind the Savage leaders and 5-10 minutes behind the end of the Savage pack.
Of the early crew, Kel or Big Zuk tended to run at the front of the Savage Pack proper. I rode ether at the end of the pack or way out in front of it, depending on if I had stopped for a milkshake or a short nap on top of a shaded scenic overlook retaining wall or not. Lancer wasn't riding with us, so I was pretty much alone sometimes.
My longest wait was 40-45 minutes on the first Cherochola Skyway loop ride as I drove straight through the dark rain clouds coming over the crest of the mounain (misting thick all over the face shield) and the rest of the boys actually stopped and rainsuited up for fear of some real rain as it had gotten considerably thicker by the time they got up there.
I had gotten concerned after I stopped at the next town, gotten gas, bought a burger and a shake, finished my milkshake and had fed the ducks the rest of the sorry tasting burger and watched some kids play in the nearby river so I turned around and had backtracked my way a quarter of the way back up the Skyway when they finally came a rumblin' around the turn.
I was so glad to be able to count all of them as alive and well that I really didn't give them a lot of grief about it.
I passed a whole lot of stuff, best ones being two crotch rocket types who kinda didn't appreciate it, one fairly fast supermoto type and one sports equipped super Mini Cooper
who didn't like it at all and he followed me closely up to the Dragon overlook where we were all wondering if he was gonna get out of his car fighting or not.
Some folks think it is right insulting to get passed by a gray headed old fat dude on a single cylinder 'grandpa' bike
(hee hee hee)
One guy on a Goldwing did come up into the Deal's Gap hotel parking lot at the apartment and pull up next to Big Zuk to give him a chunk of his mind for what I and Zuk's son had done passing him "dangerously" up on the Dragon -- made Zuk Senior right hot as he didn't know what the guy was talking about !!! Goldwing guy left praying for Zuk's errant soul, which pissed him off even more .....
I wuz a chuckling the whole time and his teenager had this "what, who me? I dunno what he's talking about" face on the whole time ....
It was rare, lemme tell you.
Kel, he got him a big assed case of "complete denial" about how fast we were actually riding, until Zuk pulled out his Garmin and hit HIGHEST SPEED RECORDED for him and
then flat told Kel he was going faster than that as Zuk hadn't kept up with him as Kel was trying to keep up with me ....
Kel, just how fast were you going by the end of the weekend ???
THIS IS ALL MADE UP, OF COURSESo what sort of neat ALL MADE UP stories do you Friday thru Sunday guys have to tell?
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