Davenport is always a special treat. My dad & I share the same birthday (Aug31) so that makes the trip a celebration of sorts. It also marks the end of summer, making the trip bittersweet.
We thought for sure we were going to have to run in some rain but we totally dodged it both directions!
We always stop in Guttenburg, IA to eat at Greaser's Drive-In. The gal said this might be their last year in business after 31 years. That really bums me out. America needs more places like Greasers!
It's a big victory to ride through the fairgrounds, stretch out in the grass, and see old friends.
You just have to experience the RACE! Itchy Bickerton was on fire. He lapped the field, grabbed the checkered flag and wheelied sideways into the corner wide open. All one handed gaining speed. Pretty Wild!
Life Lessons and Deep Thinking with Teddy and Lil Joe
Jordan's chain broke about 20 miles north of Davenport on the way home. Luckily he didn't crash or get hurt. I rode back to the swap meet, bought a chain and Noot had the tool I needed to shorten it. (102 links for an early sportster, 106 for a later machine)
The old bikes really ran good. People stop and watch as they thunder by, many wave. It's small town USA and Harley still reigns Supreme!
2 comments:
Good Stuff!
Thanks for coming you dudes - it wouldn't be the same without ya !
Still good riding left - Maybe we can meet in Chester before the snow flies !
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