Trail blazers

Brother John, buddy Walter, and I all took the Monday off and rode our play bikes at Briggs’ offroad riding area. The proprietor, Russ Briggs e-mailed me a couple weeks ago to suggest that I might come ride his new trails to help “burn them in” before Sept 18. It seems he’s hosting a big off road event that day, with Husqvarna demo rides and a poker run through his wooded trails.

I thought it was a great idea, so I rounded up as many knuckle heads as I could to go ride – turns out I am only influential with John and Walter.

motion shot in the woods

speeding through the woods

Walter ducks under a fallen tree

watch your head

The trails were great, as always. We rode for over three hours, making ourselves plenty tired in the process. We capped off the trip with “two by fours” of malt liquor on the porch of the grocery store in Richwoods. Couldn’t ask for a better day.

John at a pause on the trail

brother John

Walter at a break in the ride

buddy Walter


Team Jones

Helen and I went dirt track racing again at BET. We set up our pit with our friends the Pursleys – Helen and Chloe were delighted to see each other again – but this time, Chloe had a surprise – her parents bought her a bike, and she was going racing too, for the very first time! The girls had a ball. And the parents had a great day too.

Helen prepares for her race

Helen awaits her race

Helen finished 8th in her main event out of 10 riders, and I finished 10th in my main out of 12 riders. The track was soft, the roost was outrageous, and the racing was fast.

Helen at race registration

The prettiest motorcycle racer I know

Helen was pleased with her trophy. I was thrilled to see her have so much fun.

Bill's YZ426 race bike

My war horse

Prairie Wanderings

On Friday night, Dad asked if I’d like to take a ride with him to go get lunch on Sunday. Sounded good. He asked me to set a destination and a route. I picked the Pistol City Saloon in Coulterville, IL, mostly because it was a short ride away, and because I had never eaten there, but it seemed popular every time I went by.

My next order of business was to pick a route. I used Google maps, and on a whim, asked for bicycling directions. Google obliged by giving me a route that avoided all roads bigger than a State Highway as much as possible. I had never travelled the vast majority of the roads selected. Interesting.

Dad and I left just before 10:00 am to meet his co-worker Brad Cleveland, who rode with us earlier in the year on our lunch trip to the Missouri wine country. We joined up, and rode the route.

I was amazed. I have to admit, when I moved to Illinois 9 years ago, I figured I had left all the interesting motorcycling routes behind me. Today’s ride was the counter argument. Some of the roads were winding and twisty, with elevation changes. all of them had pleasant scenery. It was an interesting, scenic ride.

Lunch was fine. I had a bluegill sandwich that suited my appetite nicely. It was a good ride, and it changed my opinion of my not-so-new home state.

Dad's Triumph Bonneville T100

Take Bonnie for a rde

Suiting up at the Pistol City restaurant

Dad puts on his new helmet

Brad gets ready to ride

Brad suits up