Friday, September 24, 2010

Ohio!

It’s been another week of driving and a few more days of racing. Only one race left this year. Next year is still up in the air, I would like to be with the team again but we’ll see.
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While in Cleveland, I made time to visit the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. It’s a neat place but they don’t allow photography inside. And wear your wrist band. Stay in line. Pay for parking... a lot of rules for a place devoted to rock and roll, which to me stands for creativity, free thinking, and rebellion. I snuck this photo of the outside and ran before the guards could get me.

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Then I went to the National Museum of the Air Force. Parking was free. Entry was free. Take all the pictures you want. An interesting contrast to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, considering the Air Force is a military service built on rules and regulations.

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Don't hit the brakes while taxing with a tailwind...
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Three enormous buildings, I got there just after 9 AM and walked until almost 5 PM. I felt like I’d hurried too much but still didn’t get to see everything.

The Bockscar was the airplane that dropped the bomb on Nagasaki. Interesting thing I gleamed from the info-placards: They only dropped two atomic bombs during World War II because they only had two. Look up Operation Downfall to see what the alternative was.

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A Mig-21. Seriously, why would you name an airplane the “fishbed?”

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How do you make a .50 caliber bullet look small? Set it next to a 37mm bullet.

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Very big buildings.

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Airplane design based on the northern Michigan Mosquito.

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Mark 17 Thermo Nuclear bomb. Definitely not seen in the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame…

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ICBMs.

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Make the trip to Dayton, OH, if you can. This museum was exceptional.

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Saturday, September 18, 2010

Back at the races.

As usual, I’ve been traveling. And I’m doing another race with the Kenda Team, so I don’t have time to write a long essay, how about just captions for the photos this time?

After leaving Wisconsin, I stopped off in Chicago to see niece Heather and the Field Museum. They are very proud of “Sue,” their T-rex fossil.
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Nothing I can I say is funnier than “Wall O’ Worms.”

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Heather spotted this flying monkey exhibit.

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Heather in 3-D.

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Bacteria changed the world. And they look like M&Ms.

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You know who you are….

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Most people would not have put on the t-rex hat, never mind standing still for the picture. Good for you Heather!

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A few months back I photographed a tiny bug on a picnic table. Finally, it’s been identified.

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Hey John, can we boil this one next!?

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Heather and the totem pole.

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Beaded elephant, for Pat.

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Taking the train back to my campground. I didn’t realize how tired I looked! And I’m holding the camera with my feet.

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From Chicago I went to Indiana and visited a high school friend, Jamie O’Brian. No photos for security reasons.

Later, I pulled in to this little town as they were setting up for their annual tractor show weekend.

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A very nice Oliver Super 55. This one’s for you, Rod Miller!

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While camping in Ohio, I found a place where I could rent a kayak for a day. Here’s my view for about 5 hours of paddling.

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Self-portrait.

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Not sure who the old flabby guy is, or how I got a picture of him…

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Side trip up a creek.

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Later, after 16 miles of paddling, after a shower, before dinner. Retirement is tough work!

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From Cleveland, I took the longest airplane trip ever to get to Milwaukee. Really, I flew from Cleveland to Atlanta to St. Louis to Detroit to Milwaukee. Niece Sandy picked me up at the airport and we went to my all time favorite bar, the Safe House.

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Not to be missed if you are in Milwaukee.

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The entrance is a secret, this is the exit.

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This weekend I'm in South Carolina for a race, but I'll be in Michigan by Wednesday.  Only one race left this year, a 3-day stage race in Korea in October.  Stay tuned.

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

even more Wisconsin....

Holiday weekends are the scourge of the retired guy. Because for 3 days, everyone else is retired too.

I attempted to leave Wisconsin behind, but in northern Illinois, the campgrounds were either full or outrageously expensive. (Seriously, $40 per night for a place on the ground to sleep?) Too bad, since the area I was in looked very nice for camping and biking and blogging. I stopped in Capron, IL, at a nice little bicycle shop, picked up some bike-route maps and some local area intel from the nice lady that ran the place. But it wasn’t enough; I also needed an affordable place to camp. So I headed back to Wisconsin and became a weekend guest of Rick and Annette.  Thanks to both of you!

Making the most of my extended stay, I was able to cook a little (another Dump Cake), and share meals with some old friends. As always, it was nice to catch up.

So I’m back on the road, heading back to Cleveland for more racing action. I had planned to be heading west by now, but not yet.

Buster, the world's greatest Beagle.  No, not a member of the witness protection program, he just likes to sleep under blankets.
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Unidentified black car, anybody recognize it?  Perfect size, it makes the Ducati look big. 
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If I only had a garage... this would be a fun project.  A Renault 4 CV, probably from the early or mid 1950s. Notice that the front and rear doors share hinges.
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Water-cooled rear engine with the radiator facing the back seat. Genius. Not pictured: the gas filler is right between the rear window and engine lid, above the engine. Double genius.
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Thursday, September 2, 2010

Wisconsin!

Ever notice, at a restaurant, even if you order the biggest thing on the menu, the waitress will ask “is that all?”

First stop in Wisconsin was at the home of a child-hood friend, Rod Miller. He and I were inseparable as kids, until his dad moved the family to the great white north of Wisconsin. He found me through the miracle of the internets. We met up in the town where he lives now almost by accident: after looking over this blog he recognized my van as I drove by him and called my cellphone.

I joined him at one of his jobs, contract bailing. Here he is, focused on the job at hand.
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The view from the cab.
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Unfortunately, as is so often the case, we only got to hang out briefly. Rod runs several businesses and duty called. It was still great to see him and meet his family. After I left I realized I didn't have any pictures of him facing the camera. All the more reason to swing through there again.

Then there was the opportunity to do some more camping, and lots of biking. Both motorcycles came out, and two of the three bicycles. I installed a new rack system to store bicycles. It helped a lot, I think, to neaten up the small space I have. I’m still tempted to have a rummage sale. Problem is, the stuff I’d get rid of doesn’t amount to much space. Little to gain.
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Nice weather gave me a chance to clean the "garage."
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Bicycles suspended from the roof of the van.
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While in Wisconsin, I made time to visit more friends, I got to cook a little bit, and finally ending up in my home town. There I spent far too long noting what has changed, what is still the same. Of course things change. That is the beauty of things, that they will change over time.

Bella thinks I'm wasting perfectly good peperoni by not putting them on the floor...
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Not dog food!
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John wonders if I washed my hands before cooking...
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I got to watch my nephew win the points championship (and the race).  James is having too much fun in car #3.
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And I watched my great-nephew Kyle not destroy his truck in the truck pull competition. Great job James and Kyle!
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What can I say? We are a family of motorheads.

I made it to the county fair, first time in over 25 years, and found it has changed, though only slightly. More coffee stands now. While I was there I felt like I could spend the week, but once I was off the fair grounds, the spell was broken. Going back another day became less appealing.
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My sister in her natural environment (behind the camera).
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Pig races, no betting allowed.
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Sister Pat playing the Skee-ball.
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Think you're brave? Ever driven a jet-powered tractor?
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$2 got you a chance to pick up a lobster. It made me miss crawfish season even more...
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Pat wonders if the fatbike makes her butt look fast...
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Thank you to everyone who has been a host during this leg.  As usual, the interruptions to this journey have been the highlights.