in Manotick and headed to Kemptville for breakfast at the Kemptville Family Restaurant. The staff were friendly and the breakfast was very good.
Ride Captain Stu took us to Smiths Falls via scenic Merrickville to the Rolling Thunder Car Show.
Arabella's dream car.
I prefer the red one.
Old ones.
Hot Rods.
Classics.
Hey Stu, I used to have one like this.
Was there ever a garage in which this one could fit?
If you were a certain age, this will bring back memories.
After the car show, we travelled the back roads to Perth and then for a stop at Baldersons,famous for their cheese, Amish goods and excellent ice cream.
We continued via Hwy 511 to Lanark and Calabogie with a stop at the Calabogie Race Track. The 511 is a great motorcycle road with sweeping turns, hills and great new pavement.
Motorcycle races were on this weekend so we watched the events. The ambulance was called out a couple of times to extract some racers who failed to negotiate some of the tight and blind hairpin elevated turns. Some of the guys toured the pits and then were invited to the tower to watch the races from a better vantage point.
Leaning hard into a turn.
On their way to the Pit.
As I entered the pits, I approached a racer who just returned from the track. Even though the straightaways were short, I learned he was hitting speeds of about 250 KPM.
As I looked over his bike I viewed the following markings
I learned that he was a motorcycle patrol officer with the Durham Regional Police Service. He is a former professional motorcycle racer. His police service uses the bike for educational purposes such as safety courses, encouraging bikers to go to the track rather than street racing in the Durham Region and drug education programs etc.
On the way to Arnprior via Hwy 508 I witnessed an extraordinary feat of hand, eye and foot coordination. If I had it on video, it would be a contender for American Funniest Videos. While traveling between 80 to 90 KPM. Our Ride Captain gave the signal of an object ahead in the middle of our driving lane. I was last in line and as the bikes spread, the object appeared to be a stump of wood. When the first couple of bikes swerved around the brown object it moved. In the a split second, Rick D. swiped at it with his left foot. Low and behold, he hooked the object with the toe of his boot and raised it to his left floor board. With his left hand, he reached down and grabbed the object and stuck it under his butt. When we arrived at the Arnprior Tim Hortons. The following photos will first re-enact the foot movement and the second photo will identify the object.
Nice Hat.
We had a few laughs at Tim Hortons/Wendys over some refreshments and food. After the break we headed back to the Ottawa area where each rider peeled off to their respective home.
It was a great ride spread over 10 hours and 360 K. Thanks Stu.
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