TALES FROM THE HOG

Steve Alvidrez

2011-06-22T20:59:00.000-07:00

On Saturday, June 18 about 2pm I received a text message from my buddy Brent Bennett. Childhood friends, Steve Alvidrez and his wife Ramona had been in an accident the night before. Steve

died and Mo was taken to the hospital with moderate injuries.

They were riding on their 2009 Harley Davidson. A car ran into the back causing the bike to flip. The car and the driver left the scene.

Steve and I go way back. During the summer in the late 1960's the city parks would have games like Caroms, checkers along with crafts. We all hung out at Saunders Parks on Palm Street and Oak Street. The park also had a pool.

If we weren't at the pool we were at the rec area or on the ball field playing a pick up game of baseball or work-ups.

Steve is a couple of years younger than me. He went to Harris School. I went to Roosevelt School. He then went to Curran Jr. High I went to Emerson Jr. High. Curran is were Mo and Steve met.

Saunder Park was where a lot of the kids from William Penn, Harris and Roosevelt Schools would go.

Steve always had a big smile. Ha was good at every sport. When making up teams he would be one of the first picked. Mo was two years Behind me in school. Her Family live in the neighborhood and we all went to Roosevelt. Her dad Simon was a barber and own a shop in the neighborhood

Steve comes from a big family. His parent Val and Charlotte are two of the greatest people. Steve has three brothers and two sisters. All of them have that Alvidrez smile. Athletic is a very important part of their life.

On Veterans Day last November I had taken my kids to the parade. After, I took them to Pizzaville. As we got out of the car a man and a woman pulled up on a bike. It didn't take long to see who it was? Steve and Mo, both with a smile. We went in ordered pizza he said lets sit over here. He started to put table together then I remembered when you eat with any Alvidrez you eat with them all. In no time their daughter Kristin was there. Both sisters Valerie and Patricia and their kids. Then Val and Charlotte. We talked about "back when" and "right now".

I told Steve we need to ride together. I said he and Mo should join my wife and I and the others on Labor Day ride to Cambria. Pizza with the Alvidrez's made it a great day.

About 3 weeks ago I got a text from Steve it read "how about a Pizzaville night?" I put "sounds good."

Steve leaves his wife Ramona (Mo), son Steven, daughter Kristin. His Mom and Dad, sisters and their families. His brothers David, Gary and Philip (who I coached in JBA) and their families. His in-laws Simon and Beda, brother-in-law Tim, sister-in-laws Elizabeth and Monica and their families. His sister-in-law Julie preceded him in death. He also leave a very big extend family. A lot of friends and one guy that want to get a ride in with him and another Pizzaville pizza.

Services were Wednesday, June 29, 2011. A Rosary was the night before, both at St. Francis Church here in Bakersfield. Another childhood friend of Steve, Mo, and myself Monsignor Craig Harrison Officiated the Mass of Christian Burial.

"Ride Free Brother" - Steve's Obituary www.bakersfield.com/obits

"Life is too short...have fun"

Steven V. Alvidrez

His Facebook Page

"This (Steve's death) didn't have to happen"-Monsignor Craig Harrison

Pictures were downloaded from Steve's facebook page. the last one was from his son Steven page.

Summertime

2011-06-22T20:58:00.000-07:00

It's Summertime

Happy Mother's Day

2011-05-07T21:23:00.001-07:00

I love and miss you.

Happy New Year

2011-01-02T12:33:00.001-08:00

Happy New Year and safe riding.

2010 Cambria Pinedorado

2010-09-07T21:20:00.000-07:00

The Cambria Lions Club held its 63rd Annual Pinedorado this past Labor Day weekend. We always make sure we ride over for the parade on Saturday morning.

As the parade was going on we walk down to event area. There is two rides for kids. One ride, some one took peddle cars removed the peddles and made a peddle car merry-go-round. It is the same cars on that ride now that were on there 50 years ago or more.

The 2nd ride is a train ride. Only change, back when I was a kid the train was painted red and yellow. Now the yellow has been replaced with green.

This ride also goes around in a circle. About 30 years ago they added a Tunnel. That made it a "Thrill Ride." So they put chicken wire over the windows, to keep you from sticking your arms out. As a kid my grandfather ran this ride. He would let us ride it as long as we wanted too. Later he would let my kids ride it as long as they wanted too.

Growing up no one had corn on the cob like the pinedorodo. So I had to grab a cob. I was not disappointed. It was so good I had one more for the road. Only thing sweeter is sugar.

Another great ride to the Pines By the Sea. We'll crank it up and do it all again next Labor Day Weekend.

Ride Pictures

2010-07-20T20:18:00.000-07:00

Helmet law? We don't need no stinkin helmet in Yellostone or most the state we were in. This was the only time I road without a helmet. In Yellowstone. I'm sporting the Los Angeles Dodger Beene.

Oh yes there was snow on the ground.

The Montana Casino in Missoula. Had a nice rib-eye, medium rare.

I took this picture at 9:30 pm. Yes pm, sun set was about 10:30pm

In Montana all you need is tire. Some one will drive up with a car or truck with 3 tires. This guy looked at me as if I was going to be able to give him a ride.

Mt. Shasta. Somewhere behind them clouds.

Billy's Birthday

2010-07-12T07:01:00.000-07:00

What a weekend! Billy's 6th Birthday. Billy was born on July 11, 2004. He came to live with Rhonda, Karly and I over 3 years ago.

Rhonda told me he doesn't want to tell people we are his grandma and grandpa. He wants to tell them we are his mom and dad. That's ok with me because we are his parents.

What a great time we had on Saturday. We swam all day ate Hamburgers, hot dogs and cake.

I have never seen Billy happier than that day. And he is a happy kid all the time.

Billy blows out his #6 candle as his cousin Mason looks on.

Every July 11 7-11 gives FREE Slurpees. We go ever year and get our FREE Slurpee. We have always told Billy 7-11 gives FREE Slurpees because it his birthday. At 6 years-old I think he's catching on. We hit two 7-11 yesterday. When we got home Billy's Aunt Heather and Uncle Bubba (Chris) on Skype with their Free Slurpees in hand.

Billy's first Free Birthday Slurpee

While no one was looking we hit a second 7-11.

Happy 6th Birthday to "da Kid" Billy Bob. We love you a bunch.

Columbia Gorge

2010-07-09T08:22:00.000-07:00

We hit the Colombia Gorge west of Walla Walla, Washington. We followed the Colombia River to Portland. Four lane road all the way to the I-5.

The river boarders the States of Oregon and Washington.

This is the top of Mt. St. Helen. I snapped this hoping to get a shot of it. I did.

A tug or push boat pushes a barge down the river.

This has got to be one of my favorite pictures. Vinny and Uncle Bindo on the road with Mt. Hood in the for ground. On of the bad things on being the photographer on trips I'm not in a lot of picture. But the good thing is I'm the one who captured this moment.

American Architecture

2010-06-30T22:06:00.000-07:00

As I ride along I enjoy how different the architecture in part of the country. Unfortunately I don't remember what town we were in for this one.

This is the Columbia County building in Touchet, Washington. We were headed to the Columbia Gorge.

How about this one a Dairy Queen Drive-in. Home of the chocolate dipped ice cream cone. We were at a stoplight in Yellowstone. Oh boy did this bring back memories. There was a Dairy Queen down the street from my elementary school. (Roosevelt) after school we would walk there and get an ice cream.

A home outside Twin Falls, Idaho

This is the county building in Shoshone, Idaho. Shonshone is home of the first ice cold beer. Beer was cooled in the near by Ice Caves. Shoshone was and is a main hub for the railroad. Back in the day Pubs lined the main street. We talk to one of the locals. She told us not only could you get a ice cold beer in a pub. You could get a hot lady of the evening on the second floor of any pub in town.

The Ride from Victor Montana to Kooskia Idaho

2010-06-29T21:03:00.000-07:00

The Lewis and Clark Trail from Montana to Idaho was a remarkable ride. On a motorcycle made it even better. The redwoods towering on both sides of the road only giving way to the Clearwater River. What a ride.

Clearwater River.

I hope these pictures give you a feel for what we saw.

I was snapping these pictures while riding.

A little whitewater action.

The Town of Kooskia, Idaho.

2010-06-28T18:05:00.000-07:00

On the Lewis and Clark Trail or Hwy.12 from Montana into Idaho We pulled into the small town of Kooskia, Idaho on the Nez Perce Indian Reservation. Nice town. We walk into this bar. I looked for a sign in front of the Bar, but no sign was to be seen.

It was Taco day at the bar all the regulars were there.

Lawdog, Uncle Bindo and Vinny wait for their $2. tacos and enjoy a well deserved cold beverage.

My new buddy Norm. "That's what they call me here," he said. He told me his real name but how was I going to remember it. Norm was good enough. He said he once lived in Porterville.

Got to love Small town America - Victor, Montana

2010-06-28T13:40:00.000-07:00

Victor Mt. We found small town America, south of Missoula. Some how we missed a turn. We stopped to see where we were. As we were looking on our map two brother in an old Ford pick-up pulled in front of the Liquor store we parked at. Now, why I didn't snap a picture of them I don't know. The driver, his shirt was unbutton to let his gut hang out. The other guy had a Shady Brady style cowboy hat, western shirt, and Wranglers. But his foot wear of choice, house slippers.

The two gave up directions to where we wanted to go along with other info they thought we needed to know. While the others talked to the brothers I went into the Liquor store and picked up two pints of Everclear, one for Vinny and one for myself. The most important info they gave us was to mix that Everclear 4 to 1. They must have told us 4 times.

As I looked down the street I saw a little girl pulling a lemonade stand. It looked like it had been made from a wagon. I followed her to the park. I asked her about her stand. She told me her daddy made it for her. She was very proud of that. I asked her name she said it was Justice. She said she had made $16. in 4 days. Lemonade was not all she had to sell, ice tea and homemade popsicles. I remember as a kid selling Kool-aid. when she put out her tip jar she made sure she put some change in it. I took a picture of her and put $2.00 in her jar, thanked her and went on our way. Justice made my day or even my trip.

Victor Liquor in Victor Mt.

Craters of the Moon

2010-06-28T11:48:00.000-07:00

Just miles and miles of piles of lava rock in the middle of the rolling hills of Idaho.

These two pic were taken at the camp ground. It looked like it would be kind of neat to camp there.

Pictures from the road

2010-06-28T11:21:00.000-07:00

About 10 mins. after getting to Old Faithful it went off. GOOD TIMING.

People didn't seem to bother the Buffalo in Yellowstone.

A look was about all we got from these guys. (Yellowstone)

Trying to post pictures from Clarkston, Washington.

2010-06-23T21:42:00.000-07:00

I sit in a hotel room with the slowest Internet in the world. I have some pictures I wanted to share with you but it's not working. The ride has been great. Nevada, Idaho, Montana, Wyoming. And now Washington. Oregon tomorrow.

We enter Yellowstone thru the West end of the park. We made it to see Old Faithful go off. That was something. Buffalo and deer walked around and people didn't seem to bother them. We got into Billings around 1am.

We road to Missoula home of the MSU Grizzlies. I had a great steak at the Montana Club.

This morning we took route 12, the Lewis and Clark Trail. But we missed the turn and found ourselfs in Victor, Mt. We talked with two local guys. brothers we guess. They looked in their 70's. one guys belly hung out of his unbuttoned shirt. The other all dress up like a cowboy but his footwear, house slippers. they were in town to pick up a few beers, at 8:30am.

While talking with them I saw a little girl, oh about 10. pulling a wagon. turned into a lemonade stand. I followed her to the park. She had post it notes sellind ice tea, lemonade and homemade popcicles. I talked to her. Her name was Justice. She told me her daddy turned her wagon into a stand. I asked her why her dad did that? she said, because my daddy loves me. There is Justice in Victor, Mt. Talking to that girl made my day. Life is real simple in a little girls eyes. All is good because daddy loves her.

More tomorrow I hope.

4am Wake up, on the road to Reno.

2010-06-19T18:01:00.000-07:00

After a Friday night concert at the arena, 4 am came fast. I busted out the 5 hr energy and we hit the road. 395 to Reno to see Bub abd Heather.

We stop in Bishop for lunch. Eriick Schat's Bakkery hit the spot. We took their Cheese bread stick for dinner. Also some extra sourdough. Vinny got some fresh baked coffee cake for tomorrow's breakfast. Schat's has a deli with made to order sandwiches. If the bread and coffee cake are like the sandwiches we are in for a treat. if your in Bishiop thats the place to go.

Bub at the grill. Tri- tip and a Cigar for the cook.

Heather cooking up the greenbeans with a beer.

Time to eat. Twin Falls, Udaho tomorrow. You da hoe, because I'm not da hoe. Get it.

Road Trip

2010-06-14T22:29:00.000-07:00

It's time for another road trip. Lawdog, Uncle Bindo, My Cousin Vinny and myself are head on another road trip. I will be posting on this blog site.

We leave Bakersfield at 5a.m. this Saturday. our first stop is the home of Chris and Heather Eggert, My son and Daughter-in-law. I will get to see my son on father's Day its the first time in 8 year I've seen my son on Father's Day.

Philippe Home of the Original French Dipped Sandwich

2009-06-14T11:57:00.000-07:00

If you love french dipped sandwiches what you are used to being served is a Roast Beef on a roll and you do the dipping. That's not the way it is done.

You ask or ax me how do I know? Well. this is how I know.

If you are a Los Angeles Dodger Fan like I am. You know where to eat around the stadium.

Oh sure. I have my Dodger Dog at the stadium. But before I pay my $15.00 for parking my car. I hit Philippe The Original. Home of the french dipped sandwich.

Philippe's was established in 1908 by Philippe Maathieu. One day in 1918 while making a sandwich for a Los Angeles Policeman Philippe drop the roll in the roasting pan filled with the juice still hot from the oven. The policeman said he would take the sandwich anyway and returned the next day with some friends asking for more dipped sandwiches.

There is a long display counter with 10 servers Philippe's call "Carvers". Each Carver has everything she needs to fix your whole meal. All served on plates made of paper to make serves fast.

The French Dipped is the specialty of the house and consists of either roast beef, roast pork, turkey, ham or my favorite leg of lamb served on a french roll. The Carver does the dipping. You can ask or ax for your roll to be double or even triple dipped but don't ask for a side of dipping gravy, it just won't happen.

Philippe's has some of the best sides. The best coleslaw, homemade macaroni and potato salads. They prepare and serve almost 300 lbs of pigs feet a week.

Oh man! Philippe's has its own hot mustard, Twice a week they prepare about 40 gallon. Add this mustard to your sandwich and it doesn't get any better.

Beef stew is prepared fresh daily. Their homemade chili and soups are the best.

Lemonade, iced tea, milk, mineral water, sodas in the can, beer cheaper than at the stadium and wine by the glass. A cup of coffee cost a dime. Up until 1977 it was only a nickel.

Deserts, now why wouldn't this place have some of the best deserts? Baked apples, a large variety of cream and fruit pies, ice cream, New York style cheesecake, custard, fresh fruit and my favorite tapioca.

In 1951 Philippe's was force to move from its original location on Aliso Street, to make way for the 101 freeway, to its present location on North Alameda Street.

In the 100 years not alot has changed at Philippe's. The Carvers prepare your meal at one of the 10 spots at the display counter. I don't think I have every been there when there is short lines. But the Carvers are quick and well worth the wait.

It's family style seating with long wooden tables and stools, there are a few booth. Sawdust on the floor, old wooden phone booths with dial pay phones. People from all walks of life are in the dinning area. I've even seen a few actors there.

The walls has old press clippings, beer and soft drink neon signs.

Its old style candy counter sits at the main enterance. You can pick up a jar of Philippe's hot mustard to take home with you.

The address is 1001 North Alameda Street it on the corner of Ord Street and North Alameda.

Take the I-5 south past Stadium Way to the Main Street off ramp (south of the I-5/I-10 interchange) turn right on Main Street to North Alameda Street. Turn right on Ord Street you can't miss the parking lot. You're there. Enjoy!

Happy New Year

2008-12-31T09:08:00.000-08:00

On behalf of the staff (me)of Tales From the Hog. We (I) would like to wish you all a Happy New Year. And send wishes for your 401k to do nothing but go up in 2009.

God Bless,

the Eggman

Clark Griswold of Bakersfield, California - My Brother.

2008-12-06T11:44:00.000-08:00

Every year at Christmas, my brother Mike tries to out do himself by decorating his house with more decorations than the year before.

This year he has out done himself. I think he has a inflatables fetish, you know things you fill with air. No it's not what we are all thinking. He is married to a live person. His wife is not an inflatable.

This year his house is the best I have ever seen it. There is a Movie screen showing Christmas classics like Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer, Frosty the Snowman, and Santa Claus is coming to Town.

The sound comes over your car radio. (106.9FM)

You won't see the same decorations every year. Year round he's buying new inflatables, lights and other things, to keep each Christmas fresh and new for all to see.

This is a must see at Christmas time. My brother enjoys doing this. I am sure young and old will enjoy his house at Christmas time.

The whole thing starts at sun down and deflats at 10:00 or 10:30 every night.

The address is 616 Berwick St. The house is in the Vineyards. From Stockdale Hwy. and Gosford Rd. Gosford to Kroll Way, turn west on Kroll Way take the next left then another left then right and there it is. See a video on youtube. Just type in Clark Griswold of Bakersfield, Ca. in the search box.

Enjoy and Merry Christmas.

Lumpy, Father of the Bride

2008-11-17T19:45:00.000-08:00

This past Saturday Rhonda and I attended the wedding of Tim and Marci. Marci is the daughter of Lumpy. For those of you who don't know Lumpy he is the author of the blog Lumpy's "Run to the Wall" and other Adventures.

I Played softball with Lumpy. I remember a little girl yelling "Hi Jim" out to me as I played left field. I would give her a big wave. I think Marci was about 4 or 5 years old then.

Lumpy's world is his family, his wife of 29 years, Debbie, his girls Marci and Kelli. It was that way back in the softball days, Nothing has changed. Tim has got some great in-laws.

Now Tim is a young man I've known since he was a little bugger eater, from the old hood. Over the years we have had a few cocktails together. Tim is a class act. He gets it from his mother who is one of the sweetest persons I have every met. I tell Tim and his brother Dave their mother is a saint.

Lumpy and Debbie it was a beautiful wedding and a great time at the reception. Thank you both.

Please click on the link to Lunpy's blog on this site. I'm sure if he hasn't bloged on the wedding he will soon.

Congratulation to you all.

Wedding Bells and a Daughter-In-Law

2008-10-20T20:12:00.000-07:00

On September 27, 2008 at 3:00 p.m. in Reno, Navada our family added another member.

Heather Brandt became my favorite daughter-in-law. It not hard for Heather to be that because Chris is my only son. I was never in the military so I won't have anybody from some other country ringing my doorbell and saying, "Daddy." It was a great time, it went by so fast.

There's Adam the best man, in this picture. He's got the fo-hawk going. Man his date was Smokin' Caliante that day. What was she doing with him? I give Adam a lot of crap. He a great guy and it just wasn't his date but his girlfriend Casey. A very nice young lady.

I would like to thank my sister and brother and their families for all he support and for always being there. My sister got up at the reception and welcomed Heather to our family. The was unexpected and greatly appreciated.

Also would like to thank my Aunt Freddie and Uncle Danny and the rest of the Hill Gang. My Aunt and Uncle go beyond the call of an aunt and uncle. The support my brother, sister and I get from them is unbelievable. God has blessed us with them and the rest of the hill gang.

We even where entertain by the "Magic of Austino the Banbino from San Bernardino." This is my 19 year-old or soon to be, cousin Austin he is not from San Bernardino but he dose have a little latin in him. But he needs a stage name. So that's what I will call him for now. He was great but he was even better after a few cocktails.

This is a personal message to Olivia. We where so thrilled you made it to the wedding. We hope you had a GREAT time. I'm sure we will party like Rock Stars again. We all love you very much. "It ain't a party until Olivia gets there."

Jana and Richard, a Big Thank You for being there and for everything. Our family has been Blessed once again.

Dina we didn't get to spend a lot of time together but we appreciated you being there. Blessed again. I know like me it's hard to see your God-Daughter growing up.

Johnny, Lesley, Cooper and Hudson, our next door neighbors. Thanks for making it. You guys are one of the reason we will not move from this neighborhood. Thank you Cooper for making sure I didn't get so drunk and puke all over myself. And Hudson don't forget what your dad and I talked to you about. You know, where a good place to score with the ladies is. It was good to see Jasper the Wonder Dog made it home. We past him headed south on I-5 at Harris Ranch.

Vinny and Martha thanks for making it. We hope you guys had a great time.

Thanks to the Ronny Molina Gang. It means a lot to Bub and to us you guys are always there. No excuses.

Uncle Herold and Aunt Judy, good time once again I don't think there has ever been a time when we are all together that it isn't a good time. No Never! No can't think of any! Got Nothing!

Bob and Gerry the proud grandparents. I don't know who was prouder Rhonda or Gerry?

Next Grandkids?

Labor Day Weekend Ride to Cambria's Pinedorado

2008-09-08T12:45:00.000-07:00

We got up early Saturday morning for the ride to Cambria for the Pinedorado Parade.

Pinedorado Days has been going on for as long as I've been alive. It's put on by the Cambria Lions Club. It is held every year on Labor Day weekend. When I was a kid I knew it was back to school after the Pinedorado.

Now if you are looking for some small town Americana, this is the place to go. On Saturday morning it the parade. I think this gives the Shriners of Central California a chance to party. The parade starts at 9:30 a.m. and it looks like many Shriners started drinking at 7:00 a.m. One thing about a Shriner they never miss a parade or a cocktail.

They have beer, food, rides for kids (my grandfather was the conductor of the train ride when I was a kid, can you say ride for free) and carnival games. You have to buy script. They won't take money at any of the booths or rides. the Bar-b-Que take a ticket.

If you are looking for the best corn on the cob this is the place, non better. The sweet corn is grown at Cal Poly SLO. The only corn on the cob that comes close is Fresno State's.

We took Hwy. 58 then the 46 at the 101 to the Hwy. 1. I have always enjoyed riding 58 to the coast.

We always stop at the same spot for a break.

Uncle Bindo and F-ing Magellan get some relief.

Now that tree was a seedling when we started riding 58 to the coast.

Here is from left to right. Myself Uncle Bindo, Lawdog and My Cousin Vinny Kickin' it at Gary Bang Harley Davidson in Atascadero.

Once again a great ride with good people.

Ride to the Mountain Festival

2008-09-08T12:40:00.000-07:00

A few Sunday's ago we got the gang together for a short ride to the Mountain Festival in Tehachapi, California.

One thing we can count on is a good place to eat when the Law dog is on the ride. I think he has eating in every city, town or village within 300 miles radius of Bakersfield.

We stop and ate breakfast at the Keene Cafe in Keene, California. The special that morning was pork chop and eggs. Not to bad. I think we will eat there again.

Now if you don't know about Keene, California it is the burial place of the founder of the Unite Farm Workers (UFW) Cesar Chavez. And their headquarters. There are signs inviting you to visit the Cesar Chavez Culture Center. Information on the how tos of starving your ass to death is is probably there at the center. Because Chavez would go on hunger strikes about every other week for one reason or another.

If you are a train fanatic the back road to Tehachapi from Keene gives you a great view of the World Famous Tehachapi Loop. If you are not into trains it is still interest to see.

Interring the town of Tehachapi on Highway 58 is a sign reading The Land of Four Seasons.

The Mountain Festival in Tehachapi on that day was having a car show. If you are a fan of vintage and custom cars this show is for you. There was a few motorcycles.

It was a warm day up on the mountain we kicked back in the shade in the park. With the breeze it was real nice. I think the high in Bakersfield was about 101 degrees that day.

Once another great ride with good people. It dosen't get any better than that.

A Little Boy's Story

2008-08-26T21:34:00.000-07:00

Everyday I think of my mother and father. My mother died of cancer when I was 28 she was a young lady. My father 13 years later. What is it like to have your parents leave you at a very young age.

Maybe someday the little boy in this picture will let us know? This boy is Billy, with his aunt.

Oh, mom and dad are alive. Mom has another child. Dad still running from his problems. Its all about them.

Billy parents have a drug problem. Oh, I feel his parents love him but I think they love the drug more. The drug is Methamphetamine.

I feel meth is a drug that takes over a person. It controls that person. That person's way of thinking. I know that Billy's grandfather, or as Billy calls him G-pa would tell Billy's mom, "I am not talking to my daughter but to a drug."

Billy started school, pre-school last week. That is a big thing for him. Billy has know in his life that if he gets dropped off somewhere or if his parent would leave they might not be back for some time. It is his second week and he still has that feeling that NaNa might not be back to get him.

Billy in his four years of his life has seen his father, holding him while hitting his mother. His mother leaving He and his father. He has been giving alcohol by his father's girlfriend. Has been in the same room as his father and girlfriend having sex. "Humping" is what his daddy called it, when billy asked his father what they were doing. Billy has lived in a tent slept in his dad's car. And numerous stranger's places. And last but not least he has tested positive for Meth.

How does Billy get to this point? Last October after his dad had been kicked out of everywhere they stayed. His dad had no chose but to let Billy's NaNa and G-pa take him, until his dad could fine a place for the both of them. Around March after taking Billy back to his dad, in a Hotel on Union Ave. NaNa and G-pa had enough. With help from a family friend papers were drawn up and they petition the court for guardianship.

With neither parents showing up at court. Guardianship granted to his NaNa and G-pa.

Billy now has his own bed in his own room.

Now as for his G-pa. It has taken him a little time getting his dad leg back under him. You know as a grandparent you just give the kid back and go to bed.

Billy is a 24/7 grandkid for NaNa, G-pa and Aunt Karly. NaNa is the only mother he knows. Oh he sees his mom but he gets his mothering from his NaNa.

His dad was seeing him about every two weeks or so. But after walking away from a rehab center and moving to Idaho. (running again) G-pa has had to take over the dad end of thing.

For those of you who know me know that I am telling you about my own grandson. I am G-pa.

Billy's mom is my oldest daughter. We love our daughter very much. She has a little red haired big blue eyed girl now name Carol. That is her with me in this picture, that smile is alway there. Billy's mom is trying but we know we can't help she has got to do it on her own. We can pray. Tough love is what we give.

I now sleep at night because I know where Billy is. Between his NaNa and I with his foot in my face.

Blogging again soon

2008-08-26T20:53:00.000-07:00

Sorry haven't had a lot of time to blog over the summer. I hope to do some soon. I have time to ride. We will be riding to Cambria this weekend for the big Pinedarado Parade on Saturday. I hope to have some pictures and a story or two.

Until then ride safe.

On the Road to Park City Ut.

2008-06-04T19:59:00.000-07:00

We bunked down at the Virgin River Hotel and Casino in Mesquite Nv. the first night. That's where we hooked up with Vinny.

The Buffet was alright. I've stayed in better rooms at a Motel 6. I was too tired to hang out at the World's Largest Bar. I didn't like the smell in the Casino. It's that old ashtray smell.

What a great ride through the Virgin River Gorge in Arizona. The I-15 hits the north west corner of the state.

That was the second time I been through the gorge. The other time was with my father in July of 1997. He recked his car in Denver. We flew back to drive it back after it got repaired. I will never forget that trip. I knew then that it was something special. Just my dad and I talking and just hanging out. We spent the last night at Buffalo Bill's at Primm, Nv.

He gave me $20. and I turned it in too $200. I bought dinner that night.

June 14, 1999 my dad died. I always look back on the trip. I was thinking about my dad and that trip while I was riding through the gorge. It was a great feeling.

We ate breakfast in St. George Ut. at the Cracker Barrel (the only place I will eat pancakes). We pasted by a house fire. It must have just started, no firefighters just a guy with a water hose.

We hit Provo, Ut. home of the BYU Cougars. We were still flirting with the weather, no rain yet. That white speck on the hillside is a Y for BYU.

The last time I was in Utah I was not impressed. It was with my dad and we spent the night in Green River. Green River Utah they claimed to be the watermelon capital of the world. I always thought it was Kingburg Ca.

Green River sit just outside of the Zion National Park on I-70. So there was a lot of Zion there. One thing for sure the only thing green there was the river.

As we road north on the I-15 the state got more impressive. Provo was nice. Snow capped mountains and a good look at the lake. Andy and Dani gave us Direction around Salt Lake City.

About 5:00 p.m. just like the weatherman said, it hit, lighting, wind and then rain. Man it hit. This was no Central California storm this was a Utah storm. I took this picture a we where headed right in to the storm. When it hit my face it hurt, stung is more like it. When we got to Park City we were wet to the bone.

The next morning it was a nice crisp morning. Blue skies. What a view from the patio of Dani and Andy's.

If you can remember the 2002 Winter Olympic were hosted by Salt Lake City. Remember the Salt Lake City Committee had parties with call girls (them are hookers for all you from Rawlins

Wyn.) and some extra cash to sway the Olympic Committee to give it to Salt Lake. Good job Salt Lake City!

Park City had a lot of the out door events. You know events with snow. We could see the Olympic ski jump from their home.

Thanks again to Dani, Andy and the kids for their hospitality. The best dinner on the trip.

Peggy Sue's Fifty Diner

2008-05-27T20:16:00.000-07:00

When we left Bakersfield we took Hwy.58 east to Barstow. After getting gas. Law Dog suggested we grab a bite to eat at Peggy Sue's 50 Diner off the 15. Magellan and I split the Mickey Mouse Club Sandwich. It was a good sandwich. Law Dog had Navy bean soup. He enjoyed it. Bindo had Fries. Law Dog made a good call.

This place has character. You enter through a 50's style juke box. Just

inside there is a movie box office there stands Betty Boop. The marquee welcomes you to Peggy Sue's. Go right to the diner, left a gift shop.

The shop has all kinds of fifty's stuff. It also has an old fashion soda fountain. I didn't see the Soda Jerk. I'm sure he was there somewhere. Soda fountains aren't any big deal for us here in Bakersfield. We got Dewar's. Dewar's is a well known around the country because of the Food Network.

Eating in the diner we where surrounded by a wall of Marilyn Monroe pictures. Bust of Jake and Elwood Blues on the fireplace. And of course a full size statue of the king of Rock and Roll, Elvis.

Next trip to Vegas I will stop in again.

Smiley turns FIFDY!

2008-05-25T22:08:00.000-07:00

I am going to take a break from blogging on the Holy Crap Ride to give Smiley his Happy Birthday Wish.

Victoria had a few of us over tonight to celebrate his big 5-0. We were treated to a great dinner and cake made by Smiley's mom. If you have never had any of his mom's baking, well to bad. I have and that's all that maters.

Now I don't know, is its me or is there something different
about him. The first picture is him in January at F-in' Magellan's 50th birthday.

Smiley and I have been friends for a few years now. We met when we worked together. We had a mobile DJ business for years. He and Victoria have been good friends for years.

But I think he has had some work done. Look at the first picture. Then look at the one I took tonight and has something change or is it just me?

All kidding aside I want to wish him a Happy 50th year and many more. I look forward to another ride with him. Wish him safe riding.

HAPPY 50th BIRTHDAY, BUDDY!

Butt Care and New Rides for Bindo and Magellan

2008-05-20T17:55:00.000-07:00

When you ride one thing a rider needs to take care of is your butt. Here are two products we took with us. Anti- Monkey Butt and Bordeaux's Butt Paste.

Going 300 to 600 miles a day the last thing you want is swass. That is short for swamp ass. Anyone who rides a bike or even a horse knows what I an talking about. F-in' Magellan gave Anti Monkey Butt a try. He reported it is a good product. But after 4 hours and 90 degree heat you might want to reapply this powder.

I found out about Bordeaux's Butt Paste from Saqul O'Neil. Yep the basketball player. He was at the arena for a pre-season game when he was a Laker. He was looking for his Butt Paste and asked the trainer for it. I kinda smiled. He told me it was good stuff. He said, "he used it for everything." With wind and rain it worked like a champ. Vinny used it on his chapped nostrils. Maybe the ladies of Hometown Buffet and the White Lane Walmart, you know the ones wearing the moo mos, should use the butt paste for their feet. It won't take care of toe fungus but it will smooth them crusty part.

Well it now can be told Uncle Bindo got himself a new ride I'm sure by now my sis has been told of his purchase. If not she knows now. It is a nice three wheeler.

Also, another big purchase was this all wheel drive Yamaha. I'm sure by now Magellan has told Sher about this monster. I don't think he would have found this if it wasn't for the nail in Bindo's tire.

One other thing. I just wanted to let the Law Dog know I got a call today, area code Casper Wy. The voice on the other end sounded like the one we heard all the way to Rapid City. You know, "Law Dog take me from this place I will be good to you." I told them Wrong number. That was a nice Bike.

WE ARE HOME!

2008-05-17T09:31:00.000-07:00

After a early goodbye and thanks for putting up with us for two nights we departed. It's always hard to tell your child goodbye. You would think it wouldn't be, after all he was stationed in Japan. Those goodbyes meant we wouldn't see him for 6 months to a year. And never on a Holiday.

It is not just saying goodbye to him but to Heather too. Heather is that one, you know the one you hope your son will marry. On September 27th, of this year in Reno this will happen.

They met in Taft, California going to Taft College. No they didn't date while they were there. She moved to Bakersfield to go to CSUB. No dating there ether. They were buddies kinda each other's wing man. Along with Adam, who is Bub's Best Man. They hung out with each other. Bub goes to Japan in the Navy. Heather's job takes her to the Bay Area. They did keep in touch via e-mail, phone calls and text messages.

Bub didn't come home for two years. When he did, we took a trip to the bay area and something changed. Those two ships passing in the night hit, ran right smack into each other. Karly knew it all the time. She would always tell Heather she was going to marry her brother someday.

The good thing about this goodbye is we will see them in June. Not in 6 month or a year. and phone call are free.

The last leg of our run took us through the California Gold Country. That one thing good about this state we don't have to go far to have a great ride. We road Hwy. 88 from Carson City. Something My Cousin Vinny said, "all that riding, though the Rockies and the highest we got was in our own Sierra Nevada's at 8500 feet above sea level."

We went through Calaveras, County. Home of the World Frog Jumping Compaction and it started last night. Angel Camp is the town. We stopped in Jamestown Harley Davidson. Then in Coulterville at the Hotel Jeffery.

The Hotel Jeffery is a great place to stay F-in' Magellan, and myself have stayed there a few times. Uncle Bindo has been there too. Smiley was married there. What is great about it is the Magnolia Saloon, its the oldest operating saloon in California. President Teddy Roosevelt stayed there also. It is also said to be haunted.

I don't know about that. Magellan fells it is. He get felling sick every time he is in there. But when he gets a few drinks in him he feels better. Pete and Charlot are the owners. Pete knows the history of the Hotel and them parts. You gota go and stay it a great time ghost or not.

One more stop for gas and it was home. A shower, shave and I was asleep before my head hit my pillow. AHHH my own bed, it felt GREAT!

I would like to thank Lumpy, his wife, pcwino, scooter and gusster for your comments durning our ride, It was greatly appreciated.

The next posting I will post more things on our ride I thought was interesting. I hope you will enjoy them.

I know all of us would like to thank our families. 10 days away for the ones who stayed home can be a little trying at times. I know it can be tough now that we have our 3 year old grandson all the time. Or maybe they were happy to get us out of their hair.

Well its great to be home, anyway.

Virginia City, a Baby and Law Dog Sleeps in His Own Bed

2008-05-15T23:20:00.000-07:00

After a over 600 mile trip from Idaho Falls to Reno

Uncle Bindo and Lawdog got up early and hit the road for home. My cousin Vinny, F-in Magellan and myself stayed one more day.

Reno is where my son and future daughter-in-law live so it was a no brainier to stay one more day.

Why did Uncle Bindo head home? Last night his daughter Nikki had a baby boy. Isaiah James, she name him after ME! And why not? there he is. I know he will love me.

This morning Along with Heather we ate at our favorite watering hole in Reno. PJ & Co. Restaurant and Saloon. We haven't had a bad meal or drink there. After we ate breakfast we washed 7 states of crud off our bikes.

The three of us went to Virginia City. We went to live a day in the old west. Without the whiskey.

We did have a beer at the Bucket of Blood. And we looked out the back window at the view. I guess I was able to see for 100 miles.

We went to dinner with my son and Future Daughter-in-law. they both work at the largest slot machine maker in the world. After dinner we toured the plant. Sorry no pictures.

Tonight Law dog is sleeping in his own bed. I know he is resting very well. Lawdog is 67 years old and he hung in with us the hold way. Weather and long rides, he is a champ. It was good riding with him. Tomorrow Magellan, Vinny and I sleep in our own Beds. AHHH! Can't wait.

The Battle at Little Big Horn and Livingston, Montana

2008-05-14T23:10:00.000-07:00

Boy I was one tired Rider. Well one of five tired riders. We went from The battle at Little Big Horn to Idaho Falls. With a stop in Livingston, Montana.

Picture is the marker where Custer fell at Little Bid Horn. On June 23, 1876. Yep, that is the spot where he died. I saw it with my own two eyes. A butt kick'en he and his 7th US Calvary got from Chief Sitting Bull. It seems Custer attacked them days before as they camped down by the Little Big Horn River. As history has it, this is one check Custer and the 7th Calvary's butts could not cash. It was a interesting place and a part of American History that will live on for ever. Probably most Native American love to tell. And why not. I was glade I got to see it for my self. There were markers all the way down the hill where Custer's men fell. There wasn't as many markers for the fallen Indians because they picked up their dead. The markers where put there by the survivors of the Calvary.

After a stop in Billings we where back on the road with a stop for gas in Livingston. When I looked at Uncle Bindo Bike and he had a flat back tire. Look at that nail! So no Harley Shop in Livingston. But a Yamaha one. Man them guys fixed us up and two Hour later we were on the road. They even gave us a better route to go to get to Idaho Falls and cut about 100 miles off our ride. That was a great ride the road followed the Madison River up to the top and over the snow packed Rockies. We even got a glimps of the Grand Tetons. I sure could tell we hit west of the Rockies because the Indians talked Spanish.

Why we where in Livingston I saw this burger joint. Mark's In and Out. It served it first burger in 1953. It was a good burger. I enjoyed it with fries and a Coke. NOT PEPSI, but COKE, like a burger and fries are suppose to be served with. The also had Wilcoxson's Ice Cream. Some guy from Wilcoxson's was there. I tried to score a shirt from him but he wouldn't give me one. I told him I was a walking billboard. No go for him.

I ofter to buy a Mark's In and Out shirt but they didn't have this summer's shirt ready yet. Man that sucks.

Old Scott has a great crew working the place. This is what middle America is all about Randi with the blue selves took our order great young lady, Silvia the other young lady. That Silvia's bro Reggie, yes a white guy named Reggie. Behind Randi's right shoulder. Single Ladies he is 22 and looking. You can find him at Mark's In & Out in Livingston,Montana. Kevin is back there 4 kids already. My apologise to the other young man next to Silvia. I forgot his name. Check this out, he is from Merced, California. He moved there to as he said to get fresh air. Silvia and Randi Keep an eye on him after all he is from California.

So if your every in Livivgston, Montana eat at Mark's In & Out. If you want that old feel of a Burger joint before McDonald's this is the place. And the food is as good or better then back then. Say Hello to them for me.

Hit Sturgis but Rained out at Deadwood.

2008-05-12T20:34:00.000-07:00

Sorry about the blog yesterday, man I was tired. It was a good tired, what a ride. I corrected all or some or all my mistakes.

We made it to Sturgis today and to Sturgis Harley Davidson. Great folks there. We got our gear and headed to Deadwood. What sucks is it was pouring down rain when we got there. We didn't stop, so off to Spearfish. Well it rain until we got to Gillette Wy. What a great town, if you like living in a Sh!+ hole. I now know where Jerry Springer get his guest. In Rawlins and Gillette Wy. I'm not sh!++!ng you.

We are staying in Hardin Mo. Just north of the Battle of Little Big Horn. Or Custer gets his butt kicked by Crazy Horse.

You ask who took our picture at Sturgis Harley Davidson? It was Joyce and Kim. I hope that was their names. My apologies if I didn't get their names. Kim, the one with the white sweater is headed to Seattle Wa. to work for the summer. they are from Omaha Neb. Thanks for taking our picture and safe travels.

Just though I would let you see the wild Donkey trying to bum food from people who stop to look at them. There are signs posted not to feed the wild animals. This was on Iron Mtn. Rd. in the Black Hills of South Dakota.

Rushmore, Crazy Horse and the Badlands

2008-05-11T22:42:00.000-07:00

WOW! That's what all 5 of us have to say, WOW! What a great ride. F-in' Magellan said, "this is the best day of riding he has every been on." Well, I would have to agree. It all started out with Mt. Rushmore. That is one of the most amazing thing I have every seen. Oh yea, I've seen it on T.V. and in pictures but in person its the best.

The Black Hills of South Dakota, what a place of Beauty and fresh air. Now I see why Native American fought to keep this land.

After Mt. Rushmore it was off to the Crazy Horse monument. To let you know how big this monument is going to be Mt. Rushmore will fit in the hair of Crazy Horse. This monument will have Crazy Horse sitting on his horse pointing out. This is all being funded by private money. When will it be finished? Maybe my great grandchildren will see it completed.

There is a road you have to ride on its Iron Mountain Road. What a ride we saw wild donkeys, Buffalo, Deer and antelope. The donkeys would tried to put their heads in the cars to be fed. there was four tunnels and every tunnel has a view of Mt. Rushmore on the other end, if you drove it from Custer National Park. It also has two bridges call The Pigtail Bridges. Man I'm telling its a great ride.

The last part of the day was driving through the Badlands. We took Hwy. 44 east to the town of Interior, South Dakota. The town sit on the east side of the badlands that was as far east as we will go on this trip. It is amazing how the rain and wind have carved this land out. it looks like another plant. Another reason why the Native American fought the white man. Wild life all over this place.

Tomorrow its time to head west.

Wind, Rain, Snow and Bill "Bubba" Clinton. No Ride

2008-05-10T09:41:00.000-07:00

We got snowed out today. Winds at 40 to 50 mph. But tomorrow and Monday perfect Riding weather. We have been kicking back and watching the snow.

We are not the only famous people Bubba Bill Clinton was here today. It was funny all the females in town left for the weekend. Go figure. We will stay hear a third night. We will leave for Billings Montana. on Monday. Going to see the battle of Little Big Horn. Custer's Last Stand.

I do leave you with some video to view. We are going through the Virgin River Gorge in Arizona.

Got Video

2008-05-10T08:45:00.000-07:00

Video of Virgin River Gorge

2008-05-09T20:40:00.000-07:00

We did it we made it to Rapid City, South Dakota.

The Comfort Inn 1550 N.La Crosse Street (606) 348-2221, is a great place to stay ( Mike Mekching ) if you ever plan a trip here. Other than the ride from Bakersfield to Mesquite, this was the first day we didn't get rained on. Local say it doesn't rain or snow as mush as it has this year at this time. Last week there was a blizzard is shut down the town for two days.

People around here trust each other, we pumped our gas then pay. They even trust 5 bikers from California. We stopped in a place to get lunch today kind of a self serve diner we ate I had a Hamburger, man I piled it on two patties, double cheese, five strips of bacon, onion. pickles, tomatoes, chili, fries and a forty-four Coke. I told the lady I had a piece of pie and water. She charged me $3.15. We saw wild life today almost had a Antelope run out right in front of us.

There is more Pronghorn Antelope in Wyoming the anywhere in the world.

We stopped in a store for some water today in Lost Spring, Wy. That what the sign says population 1. Whoever this person is owns this store we went in. It was opened but no one was there just a sign saying "Gone to town, Help yourself, Leave cash in basket. Instruction on using the card machine on wall by machine." Free stuff sure is gooooooood! Man, these people sure do trust every one.

Here is F-in Magellan adjusting his rain gear just west of Rawlins Wy. yesterday.

This is the view from the home of Dani and Andy. I bet its hard waking up every morning to this.

One more thing I paid full price for my meal today. And there was no store in Lost Spring that we stopped in. I though it would make a more interesting blog today. People do trust each other in these here parts. It kinda nice to see.

Its time for my road kill report 46 unknowns, 2 snakes, 3 raccoons, 1 porky pine, 3 antelope and 1 skunk.

Weather for Rapid City tomorrow possible Blizzard. Why not? I've never been in a blizzard.

Park City Ut. to Casper Wy.

2008-05-08T20:22:00.000-07:00

Here we are in Evansville Wy. a suburb of Casper. I would like to thank Dani, Andy, Alex, Penelope, Parker, and Hugo for opening their home. Also for a great meal. A big thank you from all of us. Please check the video at the bottom of this blog for a greeting from Alex, Parker and Penelope.

On our ride today we traveled the Continental Divide My Cousin Vinny almost killed us all to get this shot.

We didn't see a lot of wild life but we saw a lot of sagebrush. Thats me getting up close and personal with it. We also past by Lamont Wy.

Our first Bike repair on the road Uncle Bindo had me up and running in 5 mins.

F-in Magellan tried to buy this car for his boys. He thought one car two driver seats they would never fight over who would drive. This car was in Rawlins Wy. I think that was the town. This town was a Jerry Springer Show waiting to happen.

Tomorrow Rapid City SD. Until then so long. Rhonda, Karly, Bub, Heather and the Billy Bob. I love you and miss you all. Billy take care of Karly and your Nana for me.

Mesquite Nv to Park City Ut.

2008-05-07T20:07:00.000-07:00

Well, we're here in Park City Ut. What a ride to Mesquite Nv. We ate lunch at Peggy Sue's in Barstow not a bad place to grab a bite. got gas at state line blew through Las Vegas. We left there at 6:00 a.m. Talk about a great ride through the Virgin River Gorge I am hoping to to upload video soon of that part the ride.

We had breakfast with Gar-bear at the Craka Barrel in St. George Ut. Craka for us Californians Cracker Barrel for ever one else. Uncle Bindo, Law Dog and My Cousin Vinny with Gar-Bear.

Check out the video at the bottom of this blog.

We are just getting to Mesquite Nv.

  Up the 15 to Beaver Ut. this is were Law Dog kick it at the full serve gas station. Skies looked good for rain.

This is the wild life in Fillmore Ut. Is there a Fillmore in every

state. No rain Yet.

Ah but after leaving Provo Ut. Holy Crap Rain!!!!!!!!

This is our Host and Hostess for this evening. Dani and Andy. Friends of Uncle Bindo and my sis. We had a great rib dinner and a great view. They, alone with their four children Alex, Penelope, Parker and Hugo have welcome us into their home for the night. Their home looks over the Park City area. Park City is about 35 min. from Salt Lake City. What a view of snow capped Mountains. If you Hate Skying or snowboarding than this place might not be for you. From their home you can see the Olympic ski jump. Andy was telling us there was 17 inches of snow on the ground at their home last week. I will post pix of the view from their home next blog.

WE ARE ON OUR WAY!

2008-05-06T09:00:00.000-07:00

I'm packed up and ready to go. I know like the others I am looking forward to this ride. I kissed and hugged everyone goodbye this mourning.

By noon Uncle Bindo, Law Dog, F-in' Magellan and myself will be on the road to Mesquite, Nevada. That's where we will meet up with My Cousin Vinny. From there its Park City, Utah.

If I don't update tonight I will tomorrow night.

Blog at you all later.

One Week to Go and We Go!

2008-04-29T17:21:00.000-07:00

One week to go and we're off. We have lost one of our riders. Gar-Bear won't be

making the trip, as of now it 5. I know we are all going to miss him on the ride.

I thought I would show all, one of the gadgets I will be using on the ride. Its a video camera. Its called Flip Video made by pure digital. It runs on two AA batteries. No tape it has a 60 minute chip. Now the trick thing about it has a USB arm that flips up and I can download it to my MacBook. (thats notebook for you pc users) After you download the video just dump the video on the camera and its ready to go another 60 minutes. It great for e-mailing videos too. It also has an attachment that lets me mount it to my handlebars so I can

tape on the road. It runs about 150 bones for the 60 minute one and 120 for the 30 minute. I got it at Costco on line.

The only thing I don't like about it is it doesn't have rechargeable batteries. With any luck I will have a little video to go with my pictures when post.

The "Holy Crap Ride 2008" Blast Off

2008-04-23T20:12:00.000-07:00

The "Holy Crap Ride 2008" officially starts on May 6th. My Cousin Vinny is unofficially taking off on May 3rd. He is riding to Arizona to see his sister.

F-in' Magellan, Law Dog, Uncle Bindo and myself are schedule to take off at noon on the 6th. Vinny will leave Arizona on the 6th also.

The first leg of our ride will take us to Mesquite,

Nevada. We will be bedding down at the Virgin River Hotel and Casino. Now Ahmed this is not where your 72 virgins are waiting when you strap on bomb and blow yourself up.

I don't know much about Mesquite. What I do know about the Virgin River Hotel and Casino is it has a bowling alley, theater, a casino and something called the "Long Bar" they claim it the longest bar in the world.

So, 13 days and counting. I should get my tire and Power Commander via UPS soon. Uncle Bindo changed my bikes fluids yesterday.

Boy, this is going to be great.

High 70's on the Central Coast and Lunch at Jocko's

2008-02-10T18:49:00.000-08:00

F-in' Magellan, My Cousin Vinny, Smiley, Lawdog and Myself took a ride to the central coast on Saturday. F-in' Magellan is looking for a new helmet size BIG ASS HEAD. He thinks he might have to hollow a watermelon and used that. DOT approved. Our first stop was Gary Bang's in Astascadero. No luck on the Big Ass Head size.

We took Hwy. 58. 43 miles into San Luis Obispo County Smiley had to relieve himself. He felt better after that and we were able to move on.

After Gary Bang's it was about lunch time. There is only one place to go for lunch, dinner too. Thats Jocko's Steakhouse in Nipomo. Its north of Santa Maria. From the 166 take 101 north to the Nipomo Off Ramp turn right, it will be about 1 1/2 miles from 101. At lunch there is only one thing to order the the steak sandwich. Large steak sandwich if you want fries. Its a rib eye cut pan fried to order served on two slices of french bread. It also comes with salad and cowboy beans. Its the best. If you go for dinner you better have reservations or you won't get in. The spencer steak is is a great chose for dinner. The filet mignon is the biggest one I have ever eaten. And its gooood stuff. Not in the mood for steak try the pork chops, two of the biggest pork chops I've ever seen. All the dinners are grilled over an open flame and come with salad, bake potatos, beans, garlic bread and a doggie bag. My buddy Sam Iribarne has to hit this place about twice a month. And he wonders why he has heart problems. Jocko's Steakhouse, Old Highway 101 Teft St. Nipomo, Ca. (805) 929-3686. Go hungry.

After Jocko's we hit Santa Maria Harley-Davison Look for that Big Ass Head Helmet.

No luck there either. Before I left I blew up the craper. I wouldn't go in there until next weekend.

On our way back we made a stop at New Cuyama. There is a landmarker. It about a Nancy Kelsey the first American woman to cross over the Sierra Nevada's. With her husband they went to Oregon, Mexico, Texas and back, settling in Los Angeles. After her husband died she came back to New Cuyama. She did it all on foot in the 1800's. I guess her Mr. Kelsey wouldn't buy her a hourse or wagon to ride in. We call her Walkin' Nancy.

We always make our last stop of the day in New Cuyama. Smiley didn't get to mark his spot here because there was a CHP officer here. We told our last BS of the ride and our goodbyes and headed down the hill. Everytime I ride with these guys it a great time. When I am on my bike it's a great feeling. It only makes it better when you have good people to ride with. And thats what this Blog is about the good times and good friends I have to share these aventures with. Right now at this time of my life I wouldn't change anything. I have had my bike for 2 years now. Every ride is better than the last. Like Lawdog said, " I'm like a kid at Christmas. I can't wait." Blog at you later. Safe Riding.

HAPPY 50th BIRTHDAY F-IN' MAGELLAN

2008-01-21T18:51:00.000-08:00

January 23, 2008 F-in' Magellan turned 50. Yep, the big 5 0. So on Saturday Sher had a little party for him.

Here F-in' Magellan Is noticing at 50 he has more hair than Gar-bear and My Cousin Vinny.

Here is Gar-bear just finding out he was at a 50th birthday party not F-in' Magellan 60th. He thought he heard Sher say 60 over the phone. That means he is the oldest one there.

Nothing is funnier to a Mexican than making a gringo put on a sombrero, sing Happy Birthday and rub ice cream and cake in his face. If you every notice they always take 2 pictures one for the birthday boy and one for the wall. So they can make fun of you late. Think about it?

Here is F-in' Magellan with his sis Kim. Only a sister can get you a "Over the Hill" or "Old Fart" hat for your 50th Birthday. Thank God he wore bib overalls so he couldn't flash for his beads.

Two old guys trying to read a card. Gar-Bear helping F-in' Magellan read his card. This took over 20 minutes to read. One again proving we should home school our kids.

All kidding aside I want to wish F-in' Magellan a Very Happy 50th Birthday Year. And safe Riding.

Introducing 2 more characters on this blog

2008-01-20T14:51:00.000-08:00

A few weeks ago I introduced 4 characters from time to time will appear on this blog. I would like to introduce you to 2 more.

Smiley - Bro-in-law and myself worked with him for over 20 years at this water district. It became a shit hole and we all left. I call him smiley because, "he don't talk much cause he was born without a tongue." He has a tongue just wanted to quote a line from Christmas Vacation. He just doesn't talk all that much so he just smiles. Over the years he and I have had some good times.

My Cousin Vinny - He is not my cousin, he is not anyones cousin on this blog. But he is Italian and his first name is Vince he has the same amount of hair a Joe Pesci star of My Cousin Vinny so why not sterotype. He is the Bother-in-law of my bro-in-law.

Introducing 4 of the characters on this blog

2008-01-10T18:32:00.000-08:00

I guess when you have a Harley you have to have a nickname.

The Eggman - that's me. The nickname comes from the last 3 letters in my last name and man after them. Then putting the word The in front of that. So, I am "The Eggman" Ku Ku Ka Chu. I was given that name when I played fastpitch softball. That sport was big back in the 80's. Slowpitch was just starting to get big.

Bro-in-law - He is married to my sister. He has been riding for as long as I've known him. He dosen't have a nickname that I know of. My sis might have a few for him but I never heard them. My son has always called him Uncle Bindo because he could not say his name when he little. Uncle Bindo stuck.

F-in' Magellan - this nickname is because of his navagation skills. Sometime we think he dosen't know where in the hell he is going but we always get us there. My first ride was to the Penny Bar in McKittrick, Ca. with F-in' Magellan. He is one of the founding members of the Moondog Slowpitch Softball and Beer Drinking Club.

Short Bus - his real nickname is Gar Bear but this picture has short bus all over it. We met him and Lawdog about a year ago and they have been a great guys to ride with.

2008-01-06T14:32:00.000-08:00

Who Are Those clowns?- From left to right. Myself (The Eggman), Johnny (F-ing Magellan), Fernando (Bro-in-law), and Gary (he fell out of a short bus and we picked him up) in Reno, Nv. Sept. 2007. Three of the guys I ride with. Not in picture Jack (Lawdog), Dennis (Smiley) and Vince (My Cousin Vinny) who we also ride with.