Day 14, Saturday,
May 13, 2017
I mentioned
yesterday that we crossed another Time Zone.
We gained an hour. After writing
my Blog and downloading pictures, I finished quite late. I went to my room and realized that it was
only 11:30 PM when I went to bed. Woo
Hoo! I had 7 hours of sleep! I woke up 10 minutes before my alarm
sounded. It was set for 6:30 AM. Jake and I got up, changed and packed our
bags. I took my bags out to my Motor,
uncovered it and packed. Jake
followed. I then went to the breakfast
room. I was the first one there. I fixed my breakfast and the others started
coming in. We all had breakfast and we
were ready to go. We left at 8:54 AM.
Jake was
still leading. He didn’t have very far
to lead. We went back on US 2 and at
8:59 AM, we crossed over into the State of Wisconsin. We rode for 14 miles and at 9:10 AM we
stopped in Florence, WI. and gassed up at a BP Gas station. We left at 9:21 AM.
Jan led
next. I followed; J.B. was next, then
Ken, Chuck, C.E. and Jake. We pulled out
of the gas station and rode onto US 70. It was a nice road. We continued on and after a while, Jan told
me on the CB that he thought that we should stop and give a chance to the “coffee
drinkers” to make a pit stop. We got
onto US 45 and rode for 75 miles. We
stopped at 10:25 AM in Three Lakes, WI. to gas up. Yes, the coffee drinkers made a pit stop AND
refilled by drinking more coffee. C.E.
had told Ken that Ken’s Motor had a tail light out. While we took a break, Ken fixed it. I had my left head light go out and I tried
to change it, however, the new light bulb didn’t work. Ken gave me a spare. I told him that I would change it when we
stopped for the night. We were done
drinking and fixing and it was time to go.
We left at 11:03 AM.
We continued
on US 45 and soon changed to US 32. US
32 was an unexpected pleasure of a road.
It took us around the “Three Lakes” that this town is named after. The road was well maintained. We rode through twisties, curves, hills and
everything. There were people in the lakes, fishing and boating. There were also people mowing their
lawns. The smell of freshly cut grass is
a great thing to smell while we ride our Motors. We had changed to US 55 and soon after, we
had to come to a complete stop in the middle of the road, just north of Mole
Lake. There were two young ladies with
two horses. One young lady had her horse
off of the road on the right side. The
other horse had gotten loose and was all over the road. The other young lady was trying to grab the
reins and control the horse. Since we
were all stopped, she managed to grab the reins and control the horse. Both girls walked their horsed past us on the
other lane. We didn’t leave until they
had passed us. We didn’t want to spook
the horsies with the loud Harleys. We
continued and within a mile, we rode through the little town of Mole Lake. We continued for 92 miles and at 12:41 PM,
Jan stopped in Keshena, WI. Jan thought
that C.E. needed to top off on gas. He
didn’t, but C.E. did take the opportunity to make a pit stop…as did J.B. You know how those “Alphabet People”
are. We left at 12:47 PM.
We were on
US 47 now and 10 miles later, we stopped at 1:02 PM in Shawona, WI. at a Subway
for lunch. We had a good meal. The temperature had warmed up to 75
degrees. We left at 1:53 PM.
We continued
on US 47, then US 29. The speed limit
was 65 MPH. We soon rode onto I-41 for a
couple of miles and got off. We went a
few blocks and after riding 37 miles, we stopped at 2:30 PM at Lambeau
Field. Jan had asked Chuck to stop here
so that he could look and see if he could buy anything, since we were so close.
We took pictures by the “Lambeau Field” sign. We went into the Team Shop and
looked. Jan and Jake bought stuff. I looked for Dallas Cowboy gear and found
only a miniature helmet. I already have
one. As most of us waited by our Motors
for a shopper, I saw a group of young men and women. All of them had Green Bay Packer shirts while
one lone person had on a long sleeve, blue Dallas Cowboy shirt. I walked up to him through the crowd. Everyone was looking at me. I extended my hand to him; he looked puzzled,
and shook his hand. He still looked
puzzled. I told him that it was nice to
see another Cowboys Fan here and showed him my cell phone with the Dallas
Cowboy cover. He had a big grin and
looked relieved. He thanked me and
agreed. The others laughed. They were trying to convert us to the Packers
side. We politely declined. I returned to the Motors and Jan also
returned. We left 3:08 PM.
Jan got us
back on to I-41 southbound. We were all
getting low on gas. We rode for 52 miles
and at 3:54 PM, we stopped at a Shell gas station in Oshkosh, WI. I know that we were all low on gas and I filled
my tank with 6.361 gallons. My tank
holds 6.6 gallons. We filled our tanks
and then rode across the street to the Holiday Inn Express to see if we could
check in. I went in by myself to “make
the deal.” The deal was
exceptional! We all checked in. Some of the rooms were not cleaned yet, so
the guys decided to ride to a laundromat to do laundry. Jake and I took our bags to our room. It was ready.
While the guys went to do laundry, I stayed and worked on my Blog since
I had done laundry two days ago. When
the guys return, we will decide what we will do for dinner. You can be sure
that when we come back from dinner, we will tuck our Motors in for the night. I will post tomorrow where we ended up for
dinner. Also, this Hotel does have a Hot
Tub.
Today we
rode 270 miles, before dinner. We rode
on some beautiful roads and smelled some freshly cut grass. The Three Lakes were not as big as the three
lakes that we have seen, however, these small ones we also beautiful. As for tomorrow, I don’t know where we will
end up or which way we are going. We
shall see...
I want to
make a P.S. Tomorrow is a very special
day for our Wives, Daughters, Families and Friends. I want to extent a very warm and sincere, “Happy
Mother’s Day!” I hope all of you Ladies
have a wonderful day filled with LOVE and FAMILY. The seven of us WILL make it up to our Wives
when we return…I know that I will!
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