Wish List Have you been Naughty or Nice

Everyone has a Wish List for Christmas. The Way I see it is GO BIG or go home. SANTA or one of his little Helpers can always ride this one to my house and leave it in my Garage for Morning. Visit Kitchener Harley for details ask for Mike Duncan and tell him your friend Harley from RIDER 88 sent you.

Man arrested in gang sweep

Greg MacDonald, Times Staff|Dec 16, 2009 - 5:20 PM| 0
Man arrested in gang sweep

Ray Martin, Times Staff
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The owner of a Cambridge restaurant was arrested Tuesday during a sweep of Hell’s Angels operations in Southern Ontario.

Police arrested Andre Watteel, owner of the Barking Fish and former president of the Angels’ Kitchener chapter. A raid was conducted on a Royal Oak Road home, as well as the restaurant on Beech Avenue.

Watteel was charged with numerous drug offences, according to Waterloo police.
The 56-year-old’s restaurant and a home on Royal Oak Road were just two targets in a three-community sweep, which included concurrent raids in Hamilton and Nanticoke.

The raids occurred mid-morning. Officers were pulling out furniture and other belongings from the Royal Oak Road house Tuesday and also occupied the Barking Fish for much of the day.
Overall, the raid brought in $215,000 worth of drugs along with $875,000 worth of property.

Watteel had previously been arrested on fraud charges in 2006 as part of another Hell's Angels’ raid.

Tuesday’s sweep came after a year-long investigation, said Supt. Gary Askin of the Waterloo Regional Police.

Along with Watteel, seven others were arrested, most from the Hamilton area.

The results served to highlight the dangers of organized crime in the community, he said.

“It illustrated how invaluable (groups such as the Hell’s Angels) are in the drug trade,” Askin said.

“Drug raids and arrests are only one part of the solution. We also need to educate people on what organized crime is all about.

“The public has to be our eyes and ears.”

Watteel has been a member of the Cambridge community for years. His Hell's Angels associations have been known, but Mayor Doug Craig said the city was not worried about them during a 2004 Globe and Mail interview.

Craig also noted the charitable contributions of the gang.

At the time, he was reflecting the information he had heard from the police department, the mayor said yesterday. He said he was not aware that motorcycle gangs were a big issue in Cambridge.

Craig is on a committee that meets with the police every six weeks.

“Most of those discussions have been around street gangs,” he said. “Over the last three or four years motorcycle gangs have not come up.”

That doesn’t mean the presence of the Hell’s Angel is not a problem, Craig said.

“The fact is Cambridge doesn’t have representation on the police board,” he said, adding that all the information isn’t always available to elected officials not on the board.

He hopes to be brought up to speed by the police soon.

The Barking Fish restaurant has been re-opened to the public and has resumed normal operations. Management declined to comment further.

God Bless Shortround

Funeral information for Maria Carter
Calling Hours at 9-10AM, Saturday December 19 at the McDonough Funeral Home at 14 Highland Street, Lowell MA. Phone 978-458-6816 (I had the name wrong before. Don’t go to Highland Ave. which is on the other side of town.
Her funeral mass will be offered at St. Anthony’s Catholic Chur...ch in Lowell at 11AM followed by burial in St. Joseph Cemetery.
E-Condolence site: www.mcdonoughfuneralhome.com.

Shortround

Another Rider has passed this Way

Her friend Renegade, he must stay

Peace for her we will always Pray

And Peace for Renegade on this very Sad Day

God Bless Shortround

Gone but not forgotten

See you on the other side

News H.A.

How it played out

It began with a roar before dawn.

At exactly 6:45 a.m. yesterday, a flash grenade exploded at a west Mountain home on Duncairn Crescent.

Across the city, simultaneous raids were launched at five other properties targeting area members and associates of the Hells Angels. It was the culmination of what police are calling Project Manchester.

THE INVESTIGATION

A 12-month effort involving seven police forces, led by the OPP and its organized crime enforcement bureau and supported by Hamilton, Halton, Niagara, Waterloo and York police and the RCMP.

THE RAIDS

Nine simultaneous raids in Hamilton, Cambridge and Nanticoke. Six of those raids were in Hamilton -- one at the notorious biker clubhouse at Lottridge and Biggar.

SEIZED

* Weapons, street drugs worth $215,000, vehicles and motorcycles.

* Property worth an estimated $875,000 -- one home and three commercial properties.

ARRESTED

Seven alleged Hells Angels members and associates, five in Hamilton.

Pirates and Bikers

RIDER 88 Also posts Pictures of Pirates as well

Keeping an EYE out

The Editor of RIDER 88 wants to thank "Crow" for this shot

New Vaccine For CABIN FEVER already in the works

That is Right! I hope all you RIDER 88 readers and motorcycle enthusiasts are preparing for Newest Vaccine already being prepared for " Cabin Fever " Rider 88 is thinking about a bash to combat those winter Blues sometime in February. When several readers were approached about the idea it raised a thumbs up all around. In order for immunization to be effective Rider 88 must try and get full participation. More to follow, we will keep you posted.

RIDER 88's Editor

Mark T. Davidson

It's Crazy I ReallyOught to give'm Up

I remember my first encounter with “Biker’s” was in or around 1969 as I recall I was around nine years old at that time. "The Crew" and I were meandering down the railroad tracks throwing stones at the factory windows pushing each other around, goading each other on about one thing or another trying to out do one another, as we always did. Riding the freight cars as they rolled down the track, running up and down the tops of the freight cars that were bound for all over the continent bound for who knows where. We certainly were “Adventurers” in our own minds back then to say the least and foolish about the risks we took more so, as I now look back at it. The “Crew” consisted of Skippy Anderson, Wob, Shzzam and Nardo just to name a few, however there were probably a few more kids there I just can't recall. Nardo, who was several years older than most of us, had brought a couple of cigarettes along that he had ripped off from his older sister Sylvia's stash (Vava, va Voom that is what we called her when Nardo wasn't around) . Never smoking before and knowing that I could get in to deep trouble “if” I had ever gotten caught, I was in there like a dirty shirt man. Thats just around when Nardo also mentions the fact that he had cigarettes, however he had, NO, matches. Great, just picture it, several kids all huddled between freight cars, already to take a puff off this stogie for the first time ever, and not a one of us has a match. I distinctly remember the degree of dissention that took place amongst us upon our most recent discovery of not having a light for this butt and the clamor and chatter that went on until eventually someone some smart kid mentions that they had passed the “Biker’s house” on their way to meeting us at our location and that there were a bunch of “Biker’s” outback of what was later deemed "The CLUB HOUSE", all drinking and smoking and that they thought that if any adult was to give a kid a light for a smoke it would be a “Biker” as they had this distinct reputation of being real rebellious, that is what our folks always said anyways. Isn’t that odd, hmm I was always known and described by my parents as being somewhat rebellious myself. Isn't it funny how birds of a feather eventually flock together. Well you could guess who was elected to go ahead with the approach due to just such a reputation. The act seemed perfectly reasonable to me at the time, especially after all the coaching that I had received for at least an hour before hand from my own intentuis “Crew” You know the ones that were supposed to be looking out after all, my, best interests. Anyways, I remember slowly approaching the back yard through the long grass moving toward the tall wire fence where, sure enough, there they were alright, there where a whole bunch of pretty hard tough scary looking people partying and carrying on just like that kid said that they would be. I no sooner got to the fence and I was wondering what the f… I was going to say once I got there when all of the sudden I heard this angry loud voice hollering at me, and the voice says, “Hey what the fuck are you doing there kid?” I froze right there man and I am sure I looked as white as a sheet standing there and I certainly remember I was just about to crap my pants right then and there. I managed to spit out or at least mumble the words, “I was wondering, well if you had a light for my Umm smoke" I said. This grumpy hard voice yells at me again and say’s “come here kid” as he walks hastily toward the fence. I just stood there as he approached. As if my feet could move anywhere’s anyways. I was so f..king scared. When he got to the fence he said, “who are you kid and what’s your name? Are you from around here?” I again, in a mumbled voice said my name. “Come here kid,” he said, “give me that smoke I ‘ll give you a light”. Of course I handed him my smoke through the fence right away. I was going to do, whatever this guy said, as he looked like if I didn’t do as he said, he was going to rip my head off and eat me for breakfast. I mean this guy looked like he ate nails for a snack. I will never forget what that guy looked like, he was sure some ugly and looked like one hard looking son of a bitch. Anyways, he takes the smoke from me, pulls out a Zippo lighter, puts the smoke in his mouth, draws the flame up to cigarette and looks at me through the bellowing smoke between the fence and I, with the smoke curling around this mean stern looking stare says “Kid don’t you know smoking is bad for you! Now get the f..ck out of here and don’t let me see you smoking around here again or I will kick your f…ken ass”.

Now I didn’t know it way back then, but I have since learned and now understand that, even though that tough old bastard ripped me off (I was just a kid), he was really just telling me the way it was and that he really was just trying to save a kid from having to try to quit someday as he so often tried to do himself so many times in his life, as I had later learned.

You see, I met that scary old bastard in my travels and adventures later on in my life. His name was Chris. They called him “Crazy Chris” and he was a well-known tattoo artist who in my world, had great insight. Don't get me wrong he was no angel or anything but hopefully something good can come out of something so sad. Chris unfortunately, later on in his life after a long and arguous struggle, circummed to the Grim Reaper lung cancer. I will always remember Chris. Gone but not forgotten

Hindsight seems to always be 20, 20 doesn’t it.

I really ought to give the dam things up!!!



See you on the other side someday Brother

MTD

Let's Remember The Military

Military Might

When is a Harley-Davidson not really a Harley-Davidson? When it's an Armstrong, of course! The military motorcycle plot thickens on both sides of the Atlantic: Allan Johnson stirs the soup...

There's some rather interesting background history to the origins of the Armstrong MT500 and 350, which also explains how H-D got back into the military motorcycle field.

These bikes originated from the Italian SWM Tornado in the early 1980s, in an attempt to make a street-legal model to go with their competition line-up. It was also developed in a military version, but the firm was in financial trouble and, in the collapse, the design went to Armstrong-CCM.

CCM at that time (1982-83) were just taking over manufacture of the Can-Am line of competition motorcycles which had been built from 1973 to 1982 in Canada. This shift in production site was arranged by Jeff Smith (of earlier BSA fame), then with Can-Am. Can-Am had produced the 250cc Bombardier motorcycles used by various NATO forces. Engines in the Bombardiers, Can-Ams, the SWM and the Armstrong MT500 were all Rotax units made in the Bombardier-owned Austrian factory.

By 1984, the production of the Armstrong MT500 manual start model (I think about 2500 of these were eventually made) and some electric start versions for the Jordanian and Canadian military was well under way. The Canadian Army took only 90 of the electric start version, known to them as the Armstrong M50. These were in service until the early 1990s with the result that some bear H-D labels on the side covers instead of Armstrong ones.

In 1987, production of Can-Am motorcycles ceased at Armstrong and the military motorcycle business was sold off to H-D at around the same time. One of the factors in this is not so much that H-D wanted to be in the military motorcycle business, but the fact that they were using the Rotax engine in their dirt-track racing team effort. The idea of using a 'foreign' engine, even though very competitive, was no doubt a bit galling to them. H-D did have connections with the US military, having been saved from bankruptcy in the 1980s by the award of a munitions contract.

The MT350E is a development of the M50 and shows, in its use of the large front panniers, one of the current problems which the military face with vehicle design. That is the fact that infra-red technology is so developed now that engine heat becomes a giveaway at night. No doubt the move to a 350 engine is an effort to reduce heat radiation and the side panniers are a further attempt to block radiation. The Canadian Army has gone to Kawasaki KLR 250cc motorcycles for its general use and these are water-cooled and have the usual radiator shrouding to reduce side radiation profile.

One of the other problems with military motorcycles is the fact that they are one of the few military vehicles in most modern armies which do not run on diesel fuel. This has been a supply inconvenience for a long time and has limited the acceptability and role of motorcycles in many armies. This fuel type problem has been studied for many years, (there was a diesel Norton ES2 in the 1950s) but I understand that the Canadian army has been looking at a diesel version of their current bike. I wouldn't doubt that the British Army and NATO have been doing the same. (Diesel experiments with Enfields abound, too. RH).

H-D was a large producer of military motorcycles in WW2 with their WLA (American Army), WLC (Canadian Army) and US (South African Army) models being the best known. Not many were used by the British military, except some WLCs which were used by the RAF, but lots of WLCs and WLAs were sold surplus in Britain after the war, as were the 500 and 750cc Indians. The WLC differed in many respects from the American version, most notably in having an auxiliary hand clutch in addition to the rocking pedal foot clutch.

While the old WLC Harley would certainly let your feet touch the ground, I think the Harley-Davidson MT350E is probably the more practical choice -- in this day and age, anyway.

Happy Birthday Sassy

Rider 88 wants to wish fellow rider Sassy (Sandra Stevenson Wojteczko) a very Happy Birthday

Collector's Item

These Special Eddition Jack Daniel's replica's where presented to Randy Parent on his 60th Birthday Party Nov.28 2009 at the Crow Bar Hotel by The Davidson Family and Rider88. Thanks to the producer Dan Bailey for making it possible. Special thanks goes out to the Entertainment Commitee, Shelly the Belly Dancer and Debbie the shooter Girl.

Motorcycle Queen of Miami

Like Dot Robinson, Bessie Stringfield was also instrumental in breaking down the gender barriers, as well as racial stereotypes, of society. Throughout the 1930s and 1940s, this female, African-American motorcycle legend took eight different solo rides across the United States, including Southern states. The trips were not always easy due to the racial prejudice sometimes prevalent during those times. However, rather than quitting, this motorcycle hero kept her determination and persevered, eventually becoming one of the most famous female motorcyclists in the U.S.Stringfield also worked as a civilian motorcycle dispatch rider for the U.S. Army during World War II. After serving in the Army, she moved to Miami and founded the Iron Horse Motorcycle Club. She also was known for her antics, which earned her the nickname "Motorcycle Queen of Miami," such as winning a bike race disguised as a man and standing in the saddle of her bike while riding through Miami. This famous motorcyclist owned 27 Harley-Davidson motorcycles throughout her lifetime.

Riding is in her blood

Possibly my great great aunt? From today's Bikerbits!KANSAS:All the Listers are related somehow.... so this must be a great great aunt of mine! Kudos to her!I hope I will still be riding at that age! LOL~http://www.koamtv.com/Global/story.asp?S=11583878 At 104, Kan. woman not your ordinary biker Associated Press - N...ovember 28, 2009 11:04 AM ET NEWTON, Kan. (AP) - A southern Kansas woman is turning heads for her new hobby -- riding motorcycles, at age 103. Hazel Lister says she wanted to start a new tradition. So when she turned 103, she hopped on a motorcycle and took a ride. She turned 104 in September and took her second-annual ride. Lister says facing challenges and finding new experiences are just part of her routine.

Only in my Opinion

2010 HD Fat Boy Lo

As I had mentioned in the past that I would from time to time mention products that in my opinion are a decent Product and worth looking into. That is of course, if one is so incline.

With very little work, This NEW HARLEY DAVIDSON FAT BOY "LO" could be a pretty decent ride. Of course changing the stock pipes to a ceramic coated (stove pipe black)drag pipe would give this ride a much harder look. Another little bitty I have is, I have never liked the solid rim style Fat Boy has incorporated or adapted as a signature design factor for this model, but as far as it goes these solid black rims don't look too bad, although I would like to see some black powder coated spokers front and back with a fairly high profile tire to maintain that beefy look. I personally would change the mirrors up as well and go to one of Harley's after market mirrors with a more solid stem. Something a little more chunky (Something that actually works and doesn't vibrate all over the fu..... place) I love the "Terminator" style for this bike and this is definitely a scoot that I will look for on my next Demo Ride with Harley Davidson. One thing that I am really worried about though is, like my Buddy Derby always says,

" Once you go Fat,

You never go back ! "

No matter what you do, Ride Safe and most importantly Have FUN

My New friend Gypsy, check it out

One life to loseIs one life too many
If we don't fight for our rights
Pretty soon we won't have any!~~~~~~


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Happy Birthday Jube-Jube

RIDER 88 wants to wish Judy Greenlaw a very Happy Birthday!

HAVE FUN

The WORD from Down Under

The word from down under!!!

Hey Mark
Hey bro how are you now?
I was sitting the other week wishing we could be at Friday the 13th. So the story goes this way, I was reading this magazine call Oz Biker Nation. It was pretty interesting it had some news on “bikie gangs” that is what everyone calls Hells Angels and other gangs and bikers like that!! They are not called “bikers” here in Australia. It had a story on the Adelaide Hells Angels Annual Poker run. Anyway to make this long story short I read the mag from cover to cover. Then I get to the 3rd last page which has adverts on it. You’re not going to believe this but there was an advert for Friday 13th party & run!! I was reading this mag on Wednesday the 11th, so of course I had to investigate this more. I asked Monique to look it up on line http://www.friday13th.com.au/ I was pumped man, we were not going to miss Friday the 13th after all. Well, after all was said and done. This run was 2000 Km away from where we are currently staying in Australia, Which by the way is in Cairns, QLD. We still looked into renting a Harley from the nearest city Noosa Head, It was close to where the beginning of the run was going to start. There were none available. Go figure LOL. Then we did more research on this and found out that the actual run was not on the 13th but the Saturday 14th. There still was a party on the 13th. Here is how it all came about this is actually an excerpt the webpage as to how it started over here...
“We have received a lot of questions about who we are and we think it’s reasonable that you all understand who the "party masters" are.
· So who are we?
· Social outcasts?
· Yuppie Bikers?
· Community reprobates?
Well quite frankly they probably fit all categories but one thing for sure they have a love of motorcycles and the family attached. Our vision has always been to get everyone together and party in a multi club, no brand good fun environment. Everyone celebrating together and appreciating being on two wheels with the wind in our face after all ...all bikers were created equal weren't they?
So firstly we should introduce the real founder of the Friday 13th Biker Gathering.... our good mate Ian Madill. Ian comes from Toronto in Canada and has been to many of the Friday 13th Biker Events in Port Dover. Sitting in the club one day Ian turns to Lou and says in his unique Aussie Canadian accent “you know Lou you should run Friday 13th here".
Well that’s as simple as it was! Nothing more elaborate to report apart from the fact that Ian then buggered off to Canada and left us with the task. Well he came to the first one then nine events later and he hasn't managed to get back for another, but we excuse him as he decided to fly one of his sports planes into the deck. Word has it that Ian is well recovered and limiting himself to low flying on his Harleys. We have hopes to see him there in November and with Ian you just never know.”

Wayne Birrell


Well, it ended up being the first Friday the 13th I have missed in 13 yrs. Believe me, if it would have been feasible then we would have made it to that party. We just found out a little late. But one thing I know for sure is that I bet the people in Port Dover Don’t realize that there is a party Down Under because of them!!!! That’s pretty cool.
So on that note... We have more to tell and more to show but that will have to be another day in RIDER 88's Blog Take care from your friends Down Under!!!!

Miss you all you Bikies over there!!!!
Monique & Jay

Fred Whats his name

A Cop stops a Harley for traveling faster than the posted speed limit, so he asks the biker his name. 'Fred,' he replies. 'Fred what?' the officer asks. 'Just Fred,' the man responds. The officer is in a good mood and thinks he might just give the biker a break and, write him out a warning instead of a ticket. The officer then presses him for the last name. The man tells him that he used to have a last name but lost it. The officer thinks that he has a nut case on his hands but plays along with it. 'Tell me, Fred, how did you lose your last name?' The biker replies, 'It's a long story, so stay with me.' I was born Fred Dingaling. I know -- a funny last name. The kids used to tease me all the time, so I stayed to myself, studied hard and got good grades. When I got older, I realized that I wanted to be a doctor. I went through college, medical school, internship, residency, and finally got my degree, so I was Fred Dingaling, MD. After a while I got bored being a doctor, so I decided to go back to school.. Dentistry was my dream! Got all the way through school, got my degree, so then I was Fred Dingaling, MD, DDS. Got bored doing dentistry, so I started fooling around with my assistant and she gave me VD, so now I was Fred Dingaling, MD, DDS, with VD. Well, the ADA found out about the VD, so they took away my DDS. Then I was Fred Dingaling, MD, with VD. Then the AMA found out about the ADA taking away my DDS because of the VD, so they took away my MD leaving me as Fred Dingaling with VD. Then the VD took away my Dingaling, so now I am Just Fred..' The officer walked away in tears, laughing.

When the Sun Goes Down

Old Friends

As the Sun goes Down

One in The Oven

An e-mail from our RIDER88 correspondence in Australia state that there is piece coming from the " Down Under " My Understanding from this e-mail is that, what is coming, is Part One of a Two Part Series. Written and co-written by Jay Bluhm and Monique Chenier

Good Old Boy 2002

With Cooler Weather Fast Approaching

As I did mention in one of my first postings in RIDER88 is that I would be posting products that in my opinion were a top notch products and something that I would Highly recomend.

Now with the change in season and with cooler weather fast approaching, I would like to promote these two products as I think they can definatley bring some warmth back into those old bones after a good long ride late in the season. The first being the Old No. 7 Jack Daniels Whiskey, why when it's served in a mug of hot cider it'll bring the frost off any whiskers never mind a taking the chill off those old bones. The second product is something a little harder to find kinda like gold and may need to be ordered in from your favourite Liquor Store. That is the 12 year old Scotch, Glen Farclas. When drank from a heated snifter brings incredible warmth to your fingers and toes as fast as you can go from 0-60 on your favourite ride. So enjoy the ride, enjoy the Spirit and stay warm.

Raindrop Rider

Another Rider passed through this way
Now finding Peace, I will always Pray
"If I were to Ride"

he would always say
It would be a Raindrop,

on a New Dawns Day

Once known, never forgotten
God Bless David
I will see you on the otherside
Mark T. Davidson

Think Pink

What is up with that? Is this some idea of a joke by Jim Bradley our Minister Of Transport? I went to put my sticker onto my plate the other day only to discover that 2010's tags are PINK!!!

Jim would probably have us all riding around on PINK bikes next.

Name these Riders ??

Another one Done

I would like to first of all apologize to my readers as there was nothing posted for Friday the 14th. Unfortunately my whole staff was off yesterday due to weather conditions. Yes weather conditions. I don't know about anywheres else but it was real foggy around here.

However I was there in Port Dover on Friday to take part on one of the nicest days that this event has ever enjoyed. It was estimated by Norfolk County constable Kari Lee that there was somewheres over 15,000 attendants to the event at it's peak. The day started out for me at my usual 5:30 a.m. Out to my Garage for a smoke and a coffee with my faithful Dog Max at my side. Only it was different this morning, at 6:00 you already heard them starting to roll a slight thunder in the distance. The sun was just starting to break when they started to heading out of my neighbourhood. Onesey's and twosey's at first then larger groups went past our house. Vroom, Vroom Boys and Girls Lets rock and roll. What a beautiful sound in the Morning. I was ambitious to ride but there was still frost on the grass it was just a little early for this dog. Billy Grant and I were finally able to head out of town at 12:00 after a few licencing issues and a little technical difficulty (thanks for letting me use your plugs Jay, so a part of you did go to Dover not to spoil your run). Perfect Day for a ride though, It was about 10 degrees Cel.( perfect temp for those V-twins to just pop) and the Sun was just a shining. It wasn't long before Billy and I were riding in a pack that grew and grew as we got closer to our destination. Shit by the time we were to Boston, , we were riding in a pack of nothing less than 20 riders and you could see larger groups ahead as you rolled over the hills. There is nothing like it. That to me was a pretty good tell tale the streets of Port Dover were going to be packed with wondering old souls. Who would have ever thought you could have such a fine day in November her in Southern Ontario. Everyone was out. We came into town just around 1:00. and just as expected the streets were packed with every kind of bike you could imagine. Spots to park were hard to find as we winded through the streets looking for a spot. As Luck may have it though as Billy and I cruised through the heart of town one block east of the Cenotaph. We got our first taste of Port Dover hospitality. We heard this Girl shout, hey do you need a place to park?, pull in to my back yard she said. free parking. We pulled in when she introduced herself as Kate (most call her Cat, she said) and she also said we were welcome to use her facilities if we needed and as she reached out and already had a piece of wood in her hand to use for my kickstand. How Cool is that? As we got off our bikes and started to shed the layers I commented on her Random act of kindness and she said " Well you either become a part of it and embrace it and enjoy it or get of Dodge, where you belong" The crowd was spectacular as usual, and if you enjoy people watching it is always a spectacular place to be. As we got to main street and started towards the water, trying to eventually get to our destination " The wall to have our group shot" an event tradition. Holly smokes, it was a feet to just trying navigate through all the people, and of course through the path of bikes constantly trying to parade down the main street through the thousands of bikers wondering aimlessly just sucking up the nice weather. We worked our way towards the Erie Beach Hotel for a feed of Perch. Billy was kind enough to buy me lunch. Along the way we decided to stop and pick up our patch for the event from On the Fringe. What a freaking Zoo. But there was no other option as there were no other Vendor's at the event. Good for the local business I suppose. As we got to the Hotel they were just opening the Patio, and as Luck would have it, Billy and I walked right in at the right time. We pulled up our chairs and basked in the Sun. There we had a couple of pints to wash down the road dust and enjoyed a great feed of Lake Erie's finest Perch MMMMMMMMMMM!!!!. We didn't hang around the restaurant to long though as we new that people were lined up down the street, awaiting anxiously to scarf up some of the good grub being served. We could see the Light house and the pier from our perch on the patio up we got and off we went down the beach toward the sun . With in a couple of minutes we were at the Wall at the beginning of the Pier We were only there a couple of minutes and who shows up but old reliable Rick (other wise known as clutch or the previous Mayor of Shefield) Later joined by Terry who rode in from Burlington. BRRRRR. We didn't hang around too much longer waiting for stragglers, as we wanted to make over to the Timmy's Drive through for coffee and start to head home before the sun dropped. It was pretty awesome to stand on the corner at the bottom of the hill and watch all the bike's leaving towards home. Goin like hell and lighting it up, not wanting to get caught out when the sun went down. BRRRRRRR! There were all shapes and sizes, even one fellow with his dog on the back complete with goggles. We hung there for a while took in the sites and listened to the roar and chatted with a few friends until it was time to head out. As we made it back towards the bikes Billy had to make one more stop before we left. He wanted to get to the liquor store so that he could purchase a token of thanks for Cat and her crew for keeping six on our Bikes. The Ride home was good. Cool but good. It was Terry Billy and I for the most part hitchin up with the odd straggler along the way. We were home in Kitchener by 5:30 before the sun went down and preparing for the party to follow.

see next Posting.

Time to get her out for one more Ride This Year

Correspondence From around the World

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Billy says he is in

Ya baby , Rider88's own Billy Grant says he is up for the Ride To Dover on Friday. He wouldn't pass up the opportunity to chat it up with fellow bikers, Old friends or New. I would imagine Billy will be putting the rubber to the road farely early. I think I may join him. How about anyone else? Comments will be posted here on this post as to who may be going from Kitchener.

Born to be Wild

Just a little theme music For all you folks

Port Dover Friday the 13th in the year 2002 and 2004

Weather Lookin Good for FRIDAY the 13th in Port Dover

Long Range forecast for Friday the 13th is looking good. I may have to take the girlfriend out (my 95 Sporty) and head to Port Dover. The Weather Network is predicting a mostly sunny day with a high of 10 degrees Cel. and wind being minamal. Get pumped and dress warm !!! Remember it is all about the journey.

Garage Talk

The subject came up last night during another Saturday night in The Davidson’s Garage. What is the content of your “Rider88” Blog? And so starts the journey. How does one go about capturing the interest of the mass while trying to keep on track with the subject? I as “Managing Editor” believe you must have interaction with the reader to truly stimulate interest. Your blog must be current and have constant change yet maintain a certain thread so that it attracts a reader that has something in common with other individuals that follow the same events and idea’s.


The common thread in this case shall be Riding Motorcycles. I want to publish the stories, rants and poems of motorcycle enthusiasts everywhere. I want to inform readers of upcoming events and perhaps educate people on products that are good and bad in my opinion. I would like to take the opportunity to display the talents of the folks from the Motorcycle community. Show their writing, show their artwork and share it with the world.

So here we go let us begin this journey and start to fill the pages ahead. I hope you the reader will enjoy and become involved and help this blog evolve. I hope that we will all learn something and grow along the way. And remember, this is something my father Marino Davidson (one of life’s most extraordinares) used to always say “ Through life you take in a lot of information, good and bad. It is always your privilege to pick

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M.T. Davidson

11/08/09

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