From: tbb@sumac02.cray.com (Todd Blachowiak)
Subject: Ride-n-Feed (part 2 of 2)
Originator: tbb@sumac02
Organization: Cray Research, Inc.
Date: 27 Jul 92 15:33:55 CDT


   (Part 2 of 2)

   My Ride-n-Feed experience by Todd Blachowiak

DAY 5:

Remember my mistake of going to be early. Well, it seams my bike caught the 
attention of a dazzling babe whilst I was a snoozing.  Alllriiight!:-)! Oh 
no...it was biker babe Debbie from "Debbie does the Denizens" Think of the 
diseases.  I had to remove her from the FZR fast as she was completely passed
out.  That must have been some party after I hit the sack.  She had slept there
all night, WITHOUT EVEN ASKING PERMISSION.  Blaine took some fantasy 
photos(Debbie was still a little groggy, so she was real plyable) of us before
I realized this might make the photo archive and my chances at the supreme 
court would be shot.  I just hope you late nighters weren't participating in 
sex-on-a-bike fantasies on MY FZR! Oh well, atleast some action would have 
been had. Woke up for real and watched everybody packing and generally in a
hurry to get on the road.  Ed Walsh disappeared before I could remind him 
about my mother and the centerstand, again.  Next time Ed.  And half the 
people on the floor when I went to bed, had disappeared.  Being in no rush I 
just laid there.  One by one they left. Leaving Jerry Wills, Nat Wyatt, Chris 
Steinbroner(Hesh), Dan Sorenson and I just hanging around. Time to go, but we 
couldn't leave without letting the Bradley's know our gratitude.  Thanks again
and again and again.....  So we say goodbye.  Nat, Jerry, and I went riding up
left hand canyon to ? to have lunch. We were pretty beat.  Sitting outside 
watching the mountain bikers work way to hard made us even thirstier, so we 
made quick work of the pitcher of water we comadiered from the cafe. From 
there it was peak-to-peak into Nederland. "Wow!" Jerry called up an innocent 
couple and asked if we could crash at their place for the evening.  We said 
the Denizen magic words "rec-dot-motorcycles" and we were in with our hosts 
knowing their hospitality would soon be world famous. We arrived at the Sloan
Palace soon afterwards.  "Make yourselves at home, our things are your things."
Hmmm...I'll take that Harley, BMW, and that absolutely beautiful FZR over in 
the corner.  Oops, that's mine already.  Kathleen was getting a little nervous
as she could see that(I gotta buy another bike) look in John's eyes.  "Honey,
I kinda like the feeling of having all these bikes in the garage. You know, 
we have plenty of room" "I think we have enough dear." [Kathleen leaves] John 
opens up "Okay, what I really need is one of them sportbikes to complete the 
collection" Had a great dinner out then toured Golden again. What's with 
Golden, it seams to be my destiny.  Bedtime.  Thanks again Sloans.

DAY 6:

Wake up. Pack bikes. Leave for Idaho Springs. Time for team YAMAHA to assault 
Mt. Evans again. Nat, Jerry and I are ready for some good riding. Gas up. Get 
disposable camera. Jerry sets a good pace up to ? lake(The start of the Mt. 
Evans goatpath), but I just feel like flying so I go into testosterone 
overload, pass Jerry and shred tire up to the goatpath. From there we take a 
leisurely ride to the top and search out some O2.  It wasn't as clear as the 
other day but that didn't stop the photo taking.  Nat and I stay at the summit
a little longer taking in the very nice view provided by the ever so friendly 
guide lady.  We head down the goatpath and hit the fun road.  Nat leads at a 
very brisk pace and all I could do was watch in admiration.  He rides that ? 
Yamaha of his very well.  At the bottom.  "So why didn't you pass me" he says.
[Hah, I can play the cat-mouse game myself] "Ooh...I was just taking it easy 
and coasting down." We wait for Jerry and head to eat some Buffaloes again.  
After eating, Nat's adventuring takes him elsewhere while Jerry and I head for
Glenwood Springs by way of Loveland Pass--Breckenridge--Hoosier(?) Pass--Buena
Vista--Independence Pass--Aspen. We made many Passes:-) On a sad note.  I lost
my DoD pin a couple of miles before Buena Vista while trying to undo my 
V-Pilots velcro collar enclosure. Jerry saw it whiz by but he's an old man and
his reflexes are not what they used to be so he could not grab it mid-air.  No
problem Jerry, I understand:-) Don't agonize Denizens, I have a spare.  About 
to slip into a deep deep depression after loosing the DoD pin, I sought help 
from Dr. Independence Pass.  Maybe you heard of him.  Anyways the road to his 
office was spectacular with turns/roads/views that would convert Manson into 
a love-bomber if only he went to the good doctor.  But this was no doubt the 
good doctors intention, less work for him.  Waiting in his office, we decided 
to snap some photos.  The people back home just had to see this.  Millions of 
years in the making.  A short chat and we were on our way.  "Yes, I am a 
motorcyclaholic"....  Recovery was all down hill from this point.  Nowadays, 
I take it one turn at a time.  We pass through Aspen and re-evaluate life.  
"What would I do with all that money?" See police practically lining the road
forming a gauntlet for the motorcyclists just passing through.  Stop in 
Glenwood Springs for the evening.  Jerry introduces me to a good mexican beer,
remind me what it was?

DAY 7: 

Jerry and I split up. I think I see a tear in Jerry's eye, but I let it slide.
I was to head down to Durango by way of Nirvana. Jerry was going to Utah to 
find SLC.  This will be quick.  From Carbondale to Paonia by way of HWY133 is 
the best road I have ever been on in my life. PERIOD.  Woodie central.  30mph 
after 30mph posted speeds with good visibility and baby butt pavement.  No 
traffic. Follows river. Reasonable run-off.  From Paonia I went to the "Black 
Canyon of the Gunnison" and then to Montrose.  Very picturesque.  Montrose to 
Durango on HWY550 "the million dollar hiway" it rained and traffic was heavy 
and construction and no fun.  But I would rather be there than anyplace else 
at the time.  "Yes, I am a motorcyclaholic"....  In Durango I had a chat with 
a Goldwing rider who trailers it everywhere.  He seamed normal.  Enough said.
Make a quick run to Pagosa Springs.  Stay the night.

DAY 8: 

I need to see a familiar face. Lonely after one day, what's happening. So I 
make a run for Colorado Springs to see Maureen Axtell.  Bless her heart.  Not 
a very exciting ride ifn you don't count Alamosa to Salida.  "Say what, that 
must have been boring, nothing between those two places but long, straight, 
smooth, no traffic, little entry/exit pavement." Tell that to my right wrist. 
Can you say "DoD minimum, plus change the whole way" Flippin the peace sign to
everybody in a hippy march, good for giggles.  Arrive in CS just in time to 
get rained on and make my map mush.  Call Maureen and meet her at her pad.  
Man was it good to see her.  Maureen introduces me to Xingu.  You figure it 
out:-) Thanks again Maureen.

DAY 9:

Leave CS around 1pm and have a boring ride til Colby, Kansas.  It was here I 
left I70 and took HWY24, a make time road.  Probably the most scenic in Kansas
too.  Make it to Stockton.  Find motel.  It's 8:30pm and I am hungry.  I walk 
the town of Stockton, all 4 blocks of it and find a bar-n-poolhall.  Go in and
order a beer, "That'l be $1.25." A buck twenty-five! Give me another...another
...another...the pattern continues.  Play Frank the bartender in cribbage and 
do some bench card playing.  Beat him horribly and feel real bad so I must 
stay and give him a chance to regain some pride, it was my moral obligation.  
We'll just say Frank was having difficulties.  So we close the place.  Walking
back across town I felt like I was in a Steven King movie.  Not a thing moving
or a sound to be made.  A pack of Cujo's just waiting for me in every ally.  
To be more truthful I was Otis the town drunk - sans the singing.

DAY 10: 

Wake up with hangover and ride 725 miles home. My personal best on the FZR or 
any other bike. 

Disclaimer: Just the facts as I remember them:-)

-- 
Take care,

Todd Blachowiak 
KotD #0004
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