tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246551772024-03-13T06:22:14.314-04:00vrrooooomvrooommellopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16801235530621524490noreply@blogger.comBlogger116125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24655177.post-38371678739226829962016-11-13T12:41:00.001-05:002016-11-19T09:54:50.941-05:00Freedom Fest Flagler 2016Dear Friends and Enemies.<br />
i have an addiction. i gotta write. In these wild and crazy times, my peace comes via my muses via this clumsy keyboard. I actually like long hand scribbling mo betta and my archiveist will find plenty of those. but this format will suffice to cure my need/addiction to myself.<br />
That being said my following notes are meant as a fix for my writing Jones and nothing less. Not an exact truth. Not an exact lie.<br />
3 pitched the idea of his airplane raffle at for a plane ride at the Flagler Airport during a show he was helping sponser with the partners Berkshire/Hatthway. Flagler Freedom Fest. Veterans Day weekend, Nov. 11-13. He came to a schog,inc. meeting, got up, made a pitch. Then printed up the tickets and gave me half and a special offer that who ever bought a ticket that night would go into a special drawing and win the first ride. I sold 6 tickets. 5 of em to members who would not even be at the run, due to prior arraingments, but wanted to donate to a good cause. I look up to and admire these men/women. Truthfully, i expected to sell a lot more, but ok. This chapter has an annuall outing to the great wilderness up north at Camp Ellie May and that weekend is theirs. Veterans Weekend is packed with events and the competition is active. Which is the way it should be.<br />
i stressed over the route up, knowing Linda does not like the super slab and only tolerates it for me. 415 is the standard, well traveled route, but longer. I even mapped out a route going up 11, which is a delicious country road, but requires 20 minutes on the super slab.<br />
Saturday morning finally rolls around and i pack the essentials making sure i have a brush for my Lindas hair. It is her hair, but it is my job to make sure that brush is packed. I've learned to pack two. "We have to be home early for the dogs." is a statement i heard, hmmm, a couple of times since telling Linda of this run. Now, as we are 4 minutes late, she says "I've spent the last 15 minutes trying to find the music channel for the dogs. Where is it?" she's frazzled from deep down inside not really wanting to spend her day doing this. Ok. I get it. i understand, but not today, not now. I try to find it. Can't. Bring up aol music on the lap top. "Boom. Music. Now lets go" "Not so loud she cries." then tells me to calm down and shut up. These are the times one must practice gun control. "Serenity now. Serenity now" i tell myself. Finally we saddle up and get to our standard starting point early and no one is there. "It's ok." i tell Linda we are early on purpose. 10 o'clock arrives, but no fellow bikers. Not a single soul. Wow, this is a busy weekend. Now the path north is clear. 46 to 415, blah blah blah, to Tomoka State Park. I actually am a fan of lone wolf riding. the whole road is mine. Just as we pass the New Tribes Mission, Linda spies a bald eagle on top. "Ohh. Please turn around." "Now? Are you kidding.", i protest. "Now." she says. Now it is. I make a Dave Frame uturn and take calming deep breathes while she snaps away. she hustles off of Snoop-Skoot to get closer, just as said eagle flys away in search of a snack. Now we are only a couple of minutes later, but i know she is happier.<br />
The new and improved 415 is acutally a very nice road to ride now. Two smooth new lanes each way. Because of the last few years of construction awareness riding, it is even more of a treat. Finally we roll pass Putnam Ave. and come to a traffic jam. I can see around the 5 cars in front of us and a motor patrol with lights on at the entrance to the run. I see bikes rolling out of the park. "I'm goin round." i holler back to linda as i ride on the grassy area beside the road. "No." she moans. The motor patrol sees me and calmly waves me into the pack. And we are rolling. Glad for the many many escorted rides under our tires that gave us the comfort level of knowing just what to do to blend into the pack. Only 1, maybe 2, bikes behind us, then the lit up motor escort.<br />
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<br />ellopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16801235530621524490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24655177.post-51867173666744425362016-09-04T14:10:00.001-04:002016-09-04T14:11:00.015-04:00it is your government...government...<br />
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The series of murals in the lunettes of the Reading Room vestibule are by Elihu Vedder (1836-1923) and depict <em>Government</em>. The central mural, located over the doorway leading into the Main Reading Room, represents the abstract concept of a republic as an ideal state. The paired lunettes to the right and left, respectively, depict the practical workings of government, and the conditions that can result from good or bad administration. The prominent location of these murals reinforces the significance of the advancement of knowledge and learning in a democracy and the role of government in creating and sustaining a great national library for those purposes</div>
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In <em>Government</em> the artist depicts a dignified female figure against a background of the rich foliage of an oak tree, emblematic of strength and stability. She sits on a marble bench supported by the forms of antique voting urns placed between figures of guardian lions. She is crowned with a wreath and holds a golden scepter (the Golden Rule) and a tablet inscribed with words from Lincoln's Gettysburg Address. She is flanked by winged figures of genius. The one on the right holds a bridle and the reins of power, representing the restraining influence of order. The one on the left holds a sword, representing justice or the authority of government and its duty to protect and defend the state.</div>
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In <em>Corrupt Legislation</em> the artist depicts a female figure of questionable virtue against a lush and overripe background of twining grapevines. She sits on a throne framed by cornucopias overflowing with coins, rather than fruit or grain. The flow of the coin is directed back toward herself rather than outward, for the good of the people. In her hand she holds a sliding scale, more susceptible to fraud than a balanced scale, symbolizing the type of justice which she deals. On the right a wealthy man places a bag of gold upon her scales as a bribe. At his feet are more bags of gold and a strongbox. The ballots that spill from an overturned voting urn represent his corrupt control of the sources of power. In his lap he holds the book of Law, which he uses to his advantage.</div>
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With her right hand the central figure dismisses a simply clad girl, representing Labor. Carrying her empty distaff and spindle, she pleads for the work that should be hers by right, but which she cannot obtain from a corrupt legislature, inattentive to the wrongs of the people. A broken jar at her feet represents her hard earned savings that she has lost. Behind her the factories are smokeless and idle, while those behind the rich man on the right belch with the smoke of his prosperity.</div>
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In <em>Anarchy</em> the artist depicts the disastrous failure of government as a naked female figure who raves over the ruins of the civilization she has destroyed. She holds an incendiary torch formed from the scroll of learning. Serpents twist in her hair, and she tramples upon a scroll, a lyre, a Bible, and a book, the symbols, respectively, of Learning, Art, Religion, and Law. At her feet, under the broken arch of a building is a bomb with a lighted fuse, another tool of destruction. On the right a figure of Violence gazes upon the cup of madness held by Anarchy while he pries out the cornerstone of a great building, causing it to collapse, representing the destruction of the fabric of civilization. On the left, a female figure of Ignorance uses a surveyor-s staff to force the wreckage of civilization into a chasm. The broken millwheel and millstone in an uncultivated field represent the failure of industry and agriculture.</div>
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In <em>Good Administration</em> the artist depicts a noble female figure who holds an open book in her lap and in her hand a pair of scales, evenly balanced. She rests her left hand upon a shield, quartered to represent the even balance of parties and classes that should exist in a well-ordered democracy. On the shield are a weight, scales, and a rule, the emblems of a just government. The frame of her chair forms an arch, a construction where every stone performs an equal service, symbolic of the equal part that all should play in a democratic form of government. On the right a youth casts his ballot into a voting urn, his decision informed by the study of the books he carries under his arm. On the left a young girl winnows wheat into another voting urn so that the good grains fall into its mouth, while the chaff is scattered by the wind, an action symbolic of the care with which a people should elect its public servants. In the background a field of wheat is symbolic of prosperous and careful toil and intelligent and virtuous government.</div>
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In <em>Peace and Prosperity</em> the artist depicts a beautiful female figure against the background of a lush olive tree, a symbol of the Goddess Minerva, peace, fruitfulness, strength, and achievement. She sits holding two wreaths to be bestowed as the reward for excellence and is flanked by two youths. The youth on the left sits upon a jar or ancient amphora while he decorates a piece of pottery. In the background is a Greek temple representing Architecture and in the foreground a lyre for Music. The youth on the right, representing Agriculture, kneels to plant a sapling, an act suggestive of a strong and permanent government under which the tree can grow to reward him with its shade and fruit for many years.</div>
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ellopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16801235530621524490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24655177.post-35383578687039786452016-09-04T13:53:00.002-04:002016-09-04T13:53:04.586-04:00been a long time, been a long time, been a long lonely, lonely time...ellopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16801235530621524490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24655177.post-57900821460970586292015-02-08T17:39:00.000-05:002015-02-08T17:39:28.414-05:00Get Your Heart Onthe first week in February the <a href="http://www.seminolehog.com/">Seminole County Harley Owners Group</a> sponsor their world famous Valenine's Run. Their dedication to the hard work and time in, required to show the biker community a great event shows. The 21st edition did not disappoint. Since becoming a schog we've always tried to pitch on game day by volunteering for wherever we could be of service, but I promised my lovely that this year we would just ride and have fun. We arrived at the Chapter main meeting hall at the <a href="http://myvfw.org/fl/post5405/">VFW Post</a>, that we call home* around 10:30, knowing the last bike out was at 11. There were still bikes rolling in to start the run after 11 am. That's a good sign. We enjoyed an early beverage. The working schogs were busy. That's a good sign. Word was that they sold out of the 350 allotted wristbands.<br />
All this hard work will benefit the Chapter, yes, but most of the profits will go to buying the necessities for the Chapter's Annual Run to the Veterans homes around Christmas time. The Chapter rolls in with goody bags jocka bloka full of these and those items that our heroes enjoy. They roll in with bar b ques and prepare and pass out a special thank you meal to those who deserve our thanks. They roll in with their shiny glorious American hunks of thunder, throttled twisted and the rumbling roar puts smiles back on the faces of those special Americans. So all the hard works pays off.<br />
<br />ellopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16801235530621524490noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24655177.post-56849192112165492342015-01-26T18:11:00.000-05:002015-01-26T18:28:16.487-05:00It's riding time again"KSU at 11am Sunday at Johny Rottens?" "Sounds good." Linda's friend answers. We'll call her Miss Kitty, that name is as good as any. Weather and temp look good for a launch. She just brought home her brothers 2008 Harley Davidson V-Rod and is anxious like a little school girl to ride it. She understands the rule already. Ride and Have Fun. Boom.
Linda and i roll into long gone Johny Rottens, after bundling and layering the leathers. I like to be comfortable. I see Miss Kitty has neither UnderArmour nor leathers, so i ask. "You gonna be ok? Warm enough?" She replies in that sweet Alabama drawl that is as real as it is cold today "Well heck no. I got me a big ol warm engine in between my legs to keep me warm." We all enjoy our morning chuckle at her seriousness. We roll easterly along the south bank of the St. Johns River, then work our way north on 415. Miss Kitty says "man o man the road work up this way is rough." I tell her, "This will provide you the opportunity to practice your skills." She laughs, saddles up and gets to practicin. She'll ride like a man some day. Another skill to practice is riding in and out of the world famous <a href="http://www.thefoxheadlounge.com/">Foxhead</a> in Osteen. A cold adult beverage hits the spot after that test. Now. On to the jungles and a road i call Tale of the Gator.
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in the jungle... stay tuned.ellopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16801235530621524490noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24655177.post-91302269919861628932015-01-17T08:51:00.002-05:002015-01-17T08:51:33.931-05:00Old Man WinterToo cold? Or Too Old? That is the question. Whether tis nobler of the the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of these brutal Florida winters and ride old Snoop Skoot, like the wind, or, to bundle up against the cold, stay in the comfort of the homeplace, and thereby end the shivers?<br />
I've riden in winters so cold, I've had to wear every set of gloves I own, and still had frozen knuckles at the end of the ride. But now I'm of an age, that I test the outside temps by feeling the window panes, then jump back in the warm and toasty sack and dream of the days when I ask, Too hot or too old...? lovetorideridetoloveellopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16801235530621524490noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24655177.post-77103945606996824362015-01-14T17:27:00.000-05:002015-01-14T17:28:12.652-05:00life?It's one of those ageing things they don't warn you of. Going to funerals. The longer I live, the more funerals I attend. They don't get easier. I have heavy funeral baggage, just like most. In fact I had to quit attending the Chapter funeral runs last year, it was too overwhelming.<br />
Last Saturday I said my final goodbyes to one of the good ones. A good friend's wife and high school sweet heart, who loved life and let her light shine brightly every day. Yes, they were motorcycle peoples, but oh so much more. They moved away from my neighborhood a few years ago, but I still would see them at Chapter functions and although her brutal disease was already affecting her, she still smiled the biggest smile in the crowd. Her eyes would light up upon making contact with yours, enough so to reassure you that everything was ok.<br />
At the ceremonies a lot of they're Chapter brothers and sisters came to pay respects. When I hugged him, I just blubbered up, as did he, and words were worthless. We agreed we loved each other, then I moved along so he could be hugged by other sad friends.<br />
The procession filled the roadway as far as one could see thru teary eyes forward and backwards.<br />
She loved her black cowboy hat with a silver band and would just be so snappy looking as to always light up an event. So, one of her Chapter sisters brought hats for all the sisters and they asked me to snap a memorial pic. I did. It is perfect. just like she was... rip...ellopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16801235530621524490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24655177.post-5110485382276776042015-01-04T14:23:00.002-05:002015-01-13T20:27:54.410-05:00"Attention. Atten...Hey is this thing working?" the new 2015 Chapter Director Mike Goudreau quickly asks Harold. "Flip the switch." and so right on cue the new year begins Schog Style.
"Attention, attention. All right this is the first un official ride of the new year. First stop is JJ's. Then John has a route thru the jungle to get us to the Leesburg dealership. Pass the signals back, ride safe and have fun." And boom, we saddle up in the middle of 35ish rare'n to go bikes and riders and smoothly but powerfully parade out of the Seminole County Harley Davidson Dealership parking lot. I can't tell you how good it feels to ride in a pack of bikers that know how to ride. The Seminole County Hogs create a presence on the road. In control and on their way. Boom. Dats it.<br />
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Ain't it grand how just one cold adult bottle of sunshine and the smiles are rockin from cheek to cheek. After too many cloudy days, today is always sunny in the jungles of Florida. We are having such a nice visit and decide to have just one more, then roll hard to the party. Assistant Director JT has a route riddled with motorcycle treats. Guaranteed to get you high.<br />
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I am the luckiest man alive today, because i have the love of my life, who has been gladly (?) handcuffed to me these last 39 years, along on the ride. She's pretty picky about what rides she goes on. She has mad skills with the camera. While riding 1200 miles on the Grand Circle back in 2010 she perfected her craft. She will wiggle left, then twist right, then lean way over with the camera close to the rear tire for that just right angle. Then i have to twist left and wiggle right and stay smooth. But her work is well worth it. Here are her two best shots of the day on the road.<br />
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And then we got high, then we got high, then we got high. JT guides us north and west on all the hwy 44's to Thrill Hill Road in quite Eustis. Florida bikers understand why this area is Thrill Hill in a way hmm, say Coloradoans can't. This is a brutal 18% grade, tree-lined, small country road that requires throttle up all the way in the sky up over 140 feet. Chug, chug.? Is that my carburator coughing in this thin air?? </div>
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You will never ever see BF snorin, This picture is historic... Snore on BF, well earned...</div>
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then boom. just like that he rocked the day away. schog has a long and valued friendship with the BF Band. They've played just for us at State Rally and at our Christmas party. This day was not a day for the same old same old songs. BF played good times rock and roll with a fever and the crowd responded. </div>
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Let the tasing begin. 5 Dollars, for all you can taste and a large bowl of Seminole Counties Special Chili, "are you kiddin me?". I'm in. Breakfast is an adventure this morning. <br />
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We, SCHOG's and the rest of the civilized world, loves our local Bahia Shriners and the outstanding service they provide.<br />
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Sam Swope is a man among men and his generousity with his time, energy and spirit is unmatched.<br />
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Our very own Seminole State Boosters are still grinning from ear to ear over being Number One and the BCS Champs. Oh, and their chili was hot hot hot...<br />
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Here is Dirty Jim, before the competition begins with the top chefs for the Seminole County Harley Owners Group. Oh yas. The SCHOGS proudly reclaimed the Peoples Choice Award for the 3rd year in a row. Sorry Dirty, better luck next year...<br />
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Dirty's partner and leader in radio crime is Russ Rollins who everyyear strives to be the most unique chili master. Yes he is trying to look like Elmer Fudd and his lovely is whacky. O, and a little help from Mr. Willow Tree in the kitchen helped their Drunkin Rabbit Chili.<br />
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ellopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16801235530621524490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24655177.post-76036275060389656622013-12-22T11:36:00.003-05:002013-12-22T11:36:27.907-05:00waitingWaiting to be engaged, or Engaged to be waiting?<br />
That is the question of the day? Seriously? Ok, then. the law loves these curiosities. Playing with concepts, but I believe it to be dangerous to play the waiting game, period. Waiting is no longer an option, no longer a task in the American Dream...ellopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16801235530621524490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24655177.post-15033194225282766172013-12-20T10:09:00.003-05:002013-12-22T11:46:15.502-05:00a note to cagersJust a note to all you cagers on the roadways of central Florida last Sunday, who were slightly delayed or inconvenienced by a large group of bikers rolling east and north.<br />
I, on behalf of Seminole County Harley Owners Group, locally and affectionately known as SCHOG, for said delays hereby apologize, and would gladly give you back those lost 3ish minutes if I could. You see, Sunday was our annual Veterans Home Run up to Volusia County. For the last 7 years, SCHOG gathers up all it's beautiful women (of which we have plenty), t-shirts, socks, hats, and niceties to make these heroes from yesteryear a little more comfortable, during their stay at <span jsdisplay="i.title" jstcache="37"><span jsdisplay="!features.embed" jstcache="45" jsvars="$show_backlink:i.linkback&&!(i.lba&&i.lba.cr8Line1);"><a href="https://maps.google.com/maps?ie=UTF-8&q=Emory+L+Bennett+Veterans+Nursing+Home&fb=1&gl=us&hq=veterans+home+daytona+beach+fl&cid=16716413287893499466&ei=7pizUvPsGomr2gXsvYHoCw&ved=0CL0BEPwSKAAwCw#" jsattrs="href:i.linkback;target:i.lba?'_blank':'_self';dir?__dir_changed;dir:__dir;" jscontent="raw:i.title" jsdisplay="$show_backlink" jstcache="54" jsvars="__new_dir:bidiDir(i.title,true);__dir_changed:''!=__new_dir;__dir:__dir_changed?__new_dir:'';" style="display: none;" target="_blank"></a><span dir="ltr" id="place-title" jsattrs="dir?__dir_changed;dir:__dir;" jscontent="raw:i.title" jsdisplay="!$show_backlink" jstcache="55" jsvars="__new_dir:bidiDir(i.title,true);__dir_changed:''!=__new_dir;__dir:__dir_changed?__new_dir:'';">Emory L Bennett <b>Veterans</b> Nursing Home in Daytona Beach. The SCHOG Ladies gathered all the supplies and filled up 120 goodie Harley Davidson bags, and made sure each 118 of the men and both of the women residents got one. The SCHOG men, manned the grills and ice chests full of liquid refreshments. First veteran I speak to, tells me, "Oh yes, this is a grand day and I've been looking forward to you guys and your bikes for a long time." Boom. Smiles all around. Most of the residents were already at their favorite lunch time table with their friends ready for Biker grilled burgers and dogs. The Home staff had already eaten and now assisted the residents. Before lunch is served some residents rolled around the parking lot checking out the 100 thousand dollars worth of American made iron and wheels that rolled in just to honor these heroes. They shared tales of "my first bike was a ...", and riding memories, brought honest smiles to their eyes and hearts. It's a well known secret in SCHOG'ville that this ride gives us back so much more than we give. These heroes are my heroes...lovetorideridetolove...</span></span></span><br />
<br />ellopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16801235530621524490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24655177.post-15836899600112850232012-01-23T18:11:00.001-05:002012-01-23T18:13:16.519-05:00here is a favorite video of mine from yesteryear.<br />
"<a href="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YuCM_qD4oMI?rel=0">http://www.youtube.com/embed/YuCM_qD4oMI?rel=0</a>"ellopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16801235530621524490noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24655177.post-1075402740269295372012-01-21T11:06:00.001-05:002012-01-21T11:10:31.054-05:00<a href="http://youtu.be/rkw2nWIqmKM">http://youtu.be/rkw2nWIqmKM</a><br />
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this is the you tube link to give you a hint about the ride. <br />
these guys are just too much fun...ellopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16801235530621524490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24655177.post-28352487480307080872012-01-21T10:59:00.000-05:002012-01-21T11:04:20.171-05:00greeeetings keyboard. long time no talk... i am in the fourth room, high whispy clouds, 68 degrees, wind out of the south at 7 mph. I am in the shade on lindas new swing, but my view is of the the conservation area bathed in sunlight. Not used to haveing saturday mornings off with out a pressing to do list.
on to bike stuff... went to Meet and Greet last night at the Green Parrot with SHCOG's. Good crowd, about 50 or so. Turnedin our sold raffle tickets for the upcoming Get Your Heart On Ride.
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laura lee is our top dog this year
http://youtu.be/rkw2nWIqmKMellopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16801235530621524490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24655177.post-87128398178724791012011-11-21T13:08:00.001-05:002011-11-21T13:08:30.573-05:00gfghfgasfgagfellopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16801235530621524490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24655177.post-70176960701250708292011-05-29T11:42:00.007-04:002011-05-29T12:35:14.360-04:00What is A Real Biker...I love that question. What is A real biker? Almost no other line will get the crowd going like that one. I am partial to the "anyone who works on his own bike" is a real biker, attitude myself. but thats just me.<br />i would like to introduce here the stories behind the bikers. I just watched Burt Lancaster deliver the line "There's always a story", in From Here To Eternity, and am taking that as an omen to proceed with these stories.<br />This first story is about a Real Biker. His name is <a href="https://www.facebook.com/#!/pages/Dahl-Tile-HandyMan-Services/133801886657154">Eric Dahl</a>. When i joined <a href="http://www.seminolehog.com/">SCHOG</a>, some five years ago, he was Chapter Assistant Director. He is my go to man, when i have a motorcylce question. For example, during 2011 Daytona Bike Week edition of Old Skook Chopper Show at Tropical Willies Tattoo Parlor, i asked Eric, "why is there a hinge on the back fender on the older model bikes?" He very patientlly amongst all the rumbling, rocking rambunctious partying engulfing us, proceeds to explain in great detail the timeline, history and simple functionallity of the hinge. Patience. I think is a required quality for a Real Biker. Now to the event that most recently Eric Dahl, a real biker, stepped up. Last month, 60 plus motorcycles of SCHOG rolled north to New Smyrna, Florida Harley Dealership for a challenge and free food. We Schog's are not shy around free food. I get a call from my, still living at home 22 year old, sport bike riding, son explaining that his rear tire has a large nail and is flat. Oyyvaa. is it always something?? I quickly think of the best way to solve this, with only half assed solutions. Finally the light bulb flickered on, "Ask Eric"... "No. You don't want to pump it up with a bicylcle pump and risk riding it to the shop. What if the offending object comes out? You've got a flat and you are out in the road. What i like to refer to as "Toast". Best thing to do is trailer the bike to the shop." I agree. My good neighbor has a trailer, so i tell the son to wait, we'll figure this out. Eric then steps up and says "If your neighbor doesn't work out,you can use my truck/trailer". Just like that he offers me the use of his equiptment, to transport a sport bike to the shop. Not just any equiptment, but equiptment that is vital to his daily requirements. And he offered with no strings attached, just wanting to step up and do what he could for the cause. Eric Dahl is a real man and a real biker.<br />he is also one of the best tile men i've ever known. If you need custom quality tile work, contact Eric Dahl...<br /><br />Dahl Tile-HandyMan-Servicesellopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16801235530621524490noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24655177.post-50122550997196934192011-05-13T13:45:00.002-04:002011-05-13T13:52:21.498-04:00don't want to be here...Howz dat for a play on words. "I don't want to be here" The curse of April dragged its feet this year and landed instead on Friday the 13th. of May, this year. You know i love being here and tellin tales, as much as the next man, but i'm here now because my corporate slave owner has figured out a way to squeeze the system a little more. Is he taking a cut? OhhhhhNoooo. Don't be silly. I'm taking the cut. But of course. But really. I mean really now. Can i write the truth??? Be carefull now, the truth is a foreigner in these here parts...tobecontinuedellopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16801235530621524490noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24655177.post-75719936023082971592010-11-27T10:19:00.014-05:002010-11-27T11:38:55.075-05:00what?<DIV>wtf. it's been how long since i've scribbled here??? can't be. well, yes it can be. now what motorcycle tall tales have rolled around since...</DIV><br /><DIV>Lost Weekend doesn't count because we, (altho we do have motorcycle oil in our veins) didn't ride up to Daytona Beach (home of speed and motorcycles), but it was still an interesting adventure and we played the game as best we could. Linda snatched a ring side position for the main event of Bubba Whoop A... Wilson versus Tony Rage, to play with her camera and she actually lost her car keys. but the view from our 14th floor getaway and the "reality not allowed" attitude and finally finding her keys made everything ok. <A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4wyXpCPqjPE/TPEmjtKhavI/AAAAAAAAAJc/mI2yVxpUlmw/s1600/ben%2Band%2Bi%2B2.jpg"><IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544255011130796786 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4wyXpCPqjPE/TPEmjtKhavI/AAAAAAAAAJc/mI2yVxpUlmw/s200/ben%2Band%2Bi%2B2.jpg"></A> our early saturday morning sunrise ish leisurely, and by leisurely, i mean strollingly cruise north with no real destination or time constraints.we came along this treat... </DIV><A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4wyXpCPqjPE/TPEnkIPPY-I/AAAAAAAAAJk/W0dE1hNrvvI/s1600/hot%2Bsunrise%2Bclouds%2Bday.jpg"><IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 142px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544256117909971938 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4wyXpCPqjPE/TPEnkIPPY-I/AAAAAAAAAJk/W0dE1hNrvvI/s200/hot%2Bsunrise%2Bclouds%2Bday.jpg"></A>then the rock and rollin saturday nite party chased away any last resemblance to normalcy, after a beack work out of course...<br /><OBJECT id=BLOG_video-19a53c4b31edae9c class=BLOG_video_class width=320 height=266 contentId="19a53c4b31edae9c"></OBJECT>ellopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16801235530621524490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24655177.post-55135785647639815762010-10-02T17:30:00.002-04:002010-10-02T17:35:38.215-04:00going up?<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyvuAQ9R1PEZMYLhEeL1vKO-UNm8QmPWIaoFOSOn67AR5Q3BwFjX_XaWGm2WxzXlUn0ioCFnF93gnM' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>ellopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16801235530621524490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24655177.post-33663458973149505722010-09-09T19:59:00.002-04:002010-09-09T20:05:12.268-04:00agendaok. here's what our short term future looks like<br />18th Annual Zoo Run , 9/12/2010, Sanford, Fla.<br /><br />Lost Weekend, Plaza Resort in Daytona, Fla, 9/17-19<br /><br />Old Skool Chopper Show, 10/14/2010, Meet for breakfast at 8am at the Osteen Diner.<br /><br />Linda's Birthday at the Downtown Hyatt Regency in San Francisco, 2/12/2010<br /><br />Motorcycle ride north along the Dragons Tail and the Blue Ridge Parkway to Lorton Va. and the AutoTrain home., 4/30/2010<br /><br />Howz dat?ellopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16801235530621524490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24655177.post-22581748548071592162010-08-29T13:08:00.004-04:002010-08-29T13:20:31.616-04:00Monster Militia Summer BBQ 2010here is our short version of one day filled with too much fun...<br /><br /><OBJECT id=BLOG_video-94ae2158797cd601 class=BLOG_video_class width=320 height=266 contentId="94ae2158797cd601"></OBJECT>ellopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16801235530621524490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24655177.post-71219900001106267532010-08-29T11:31:00.004-04:002010-08-29T11:45:13.657-04:00<OBJECT id=BLOG_video-3ad0928a665cf1f5 class=BLOG_video_class width=320 height=266 contentId="3ad0928a665cf1f5"></OBJECT><br />too much fun was the treat for the day. This was my third annual Supreme Leather Customer Appreciation Day. Roy Thurston,more commonly known as, "Captain Supreme", makes this day his own and at the same time provides for local artists to show off their goodies...ellopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16801235530621524490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24655177.post-6104157199000887132010-08-12T20:12:00.001-04:002010-08-12T20:15:01.918-04:00Pink in SanfordWhat a fun way to spend a Saturday in Sanford. The Ribbon Riders strike again...<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4wyXpCPqjPE/TGSOU7oRH4I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/F7o6zuFbSNg/s1600/IMG_1800.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4wyXpCPqjPE/TGSOU7oRH4I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/F7o6zuFbSNg/s200/IMG_1800.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504681134808702850" /></a>ellopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16801235530621524490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24655177.post-55248687190206784562010-08-03T20:33:00.003-04:002010-08-03T20:38:42.737-04:00hey nowwell, another day NOT in the saddle, not the good saddle anyhooo. the one on Snoop-Skoot... you never knew we have Cabin Fever here in the jungles did ya? Well, it's here and it's wearin on us all.Hmmmmm. I know what will cheer us all up. howz 'bout another pic?<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4wyXpCPqjPE/TFi2EzmHcDI/AAAAAAAAAII/wVsSMDvupBc/s1600/eandd+arriving+at+oia.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4wyXpCPqjPE/TFi2EzmHcDI/AAAAAAAAAII/wVsSMDvupBc/s200/eandd+arriving+at+oia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501347138518872114" /></a>Now there are two smiling faces that reveal that "vacation" attitude, that we work so hard the rest of the year for.ellopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16801235530621524490noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24655177.post-47416464904316915222010-08-01T13:51:00.003-04:002010-08-01T13:57:36.049-04:00Too Bloody HotI know, i know, we are supposed to tell tourists "Hot?. This ain't hot". just to see that look on their faces of such disbelief. but damn. it is HOT. too bloody hot for me to voooormvrooooom around here in the jungle today... gives me a chance to catch up here a bit. been working lots of overtime lately, in fact i could come up with lots of excuses, but none of them worthy, so what say we just move along.Let me spruce up the scenery here and pop in a new pic from our last adventure...<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4wyXpCPqjPE/TFW1Jj4b1_I/AAAAAAAAAIA/o0qXSJ_960I/s1600/9271.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4wyXpCPqjPE/TFW1Jj4b1_I/AAAAAAAAAIA/o0qXSJ_960I/s320/9271.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500501695758325746" /></a>Oh yas, there is your author and co-pilot aobut 2 thousand miles from home and lovin it.ellopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16801235530621524490noreply@blogger.com0