Wednesday North Central ROMEO Lunch Ride for 3-10-10

[Richard]

Guys - OK, here's the deal. As I expected, the forcast has now moved closer to the proposed lunch day but if things work out, it won't hit until after lunch. You still with me?
So, what am I saying here....well, if the ride is close by, we can conceivably get there, have a fine time together and be home before the projected showers hit. Sound like a plan? Here's another thing. If the sky doesn't leak, we can stay a bit longer to visit or take our annual run through the nearby, wonderful, Kansas Motorcycle Museum to see if the bikes have been repositioned or if some new (old) ones have been swapped out for others. It's always a joy to go there and for goodness sake be sure to sign the register because that's how they get State funding for their signage....
I guess by now you have more than a clue as to what town I've chosen for the lunch ride.


Here's the place.............The Ice Cream Sundry Shop
(location - not the real name)
Downtown
Marquette, Kansas


As always..................ride careful, ride safe and I'll see you in Marquette!

[Richard]

Guys - I love it when a plan comes together! We didn't have a very big turnout today at Marquette but what we did have was quality. A total of six bikes were on the street when Joyce and I arrived about half past eleven. Two were parked down in front of the Motorcycle Museum and four in front of the sundry shoppe.
Joyce and I took the long twisty way over so she could get accustomed to her new Schwinn Valo 150cc. I had wired it up so she could hook up her electric vest and now I think she's warming up to it a bit more. The scoot, I'm referring to because she wasn't to keen about it at Christmas when I presented it to her as a present. Seems that the seat is a bit higher and feels a bit more clumsy to her but she got along famously today. A solid 55 is all I can get out of it but she's a full hundred pounds lighter than I am and that little 150 is hard to catch with her on it. Coming back from Marquette by way of the twisty Falun loop, she was powering through those corners like a trooper. And, I'll have to say, the scoot sounds great as I followed at a respectable distance once I caught up. She's already talking about riding herself to these lunch rides as long as we don't do the interstates.
When I was just a kid of 14 in Oklahoma, my first bike was a 150cc. A BSA Bantam 5 HP two stroke and, I swear....it never ran like this thing!
What a hoot! It also qualifies as a full fledged FSSNOC qualifier it being a four stroke single after all. On flat ground it was doing an honest 60 and had a bit of throttle left.

Once again I forgot my sign in sheet which my wife thinks is so goofy anyway, but it does alow my fading memory a certain comfort factor in remembering who was there. Let's see if I can recall from memory....there was Bill, Gibbo, Evan, Gary,Pat, Leonard, Joyce and me. OK I got it without a sheet. Maybe she's right!

Timing was everything today because it started spit'in rain just as we hit the safety of the garage.