Another gathering picture. We had 14 riders show up again, and 2 more met us out at the lake later. Had some new faces, too which was nice.
We have an interesting combination of scooters, some small, others pretty good size.
After a brief meeting we headed out in two groups. The plan was to go out west and hit some back roads and stay off the highways. Speeds mostly in the 40's.
Here's Kansas in June. The wheat is beginning to ripen. A lot of us are not very experienced in group riding. The people were very careful however, and there were no incidents. We even met up with a guy and his girlfriend on a KYMCO at a stop light and they rode with us for awhile. Didn't take a lot of pictures on the way out. Was having too much fun riding.
It is about 25 miles to the lake, not a long ride, but was nice.
We arrive at the lake. That's Max loaded down with a cooler in front of the topcase and other provisions hanging from the purse hook.
We were told by a phone call earlier in the week that even though this was a State Park, since we were just going out for a picnic, maybe a couple of hours or so, that we didn't need a permit for our vehicles.
Arriving at the picnic area
More arrivals. It was 94 degrees and sunny.
Then it was time to get down to the business of eating. People generally brought their own drinks and were asked to bring something else for the group. We had plenty of good food.
Eating and socializing
Scooters at the lake
Ah Yes, filling out the dreaded membership form. One thing we all agree on is No Dues and No Rules! The membership form is for contact information only.
Some clouds showed up, but was sort of a welcome relief. At least the sun wasn't beating down on us for part of the time.
Some people on the lake
A very nice Genuine Buddy Italia
This lady brought an Aprilla Mojito. It's about 5 years old, but she was able to get it with less than 1,000 miles on it. A very nice Scoot.
A Yamaha Morpheus
A Honda Reflex
A SYM RV 250
We had some pretty good size scooters on display.
We had some smaller ones also.
A Genuine Stella
Another Genuine Stella. These have a clutch and gears
A SYM HD 200. Just like mine except for color.
And a Vespa GTS (very nice) Now for the trouble with the authorities. I wasn't paying much attention when the Park Ranger showed up in his pickup truck. He, of course was looking for our permits ($3 per vehicle). We told him that we had called earlier in the week and was told that the permit would not be required if we were only to be there a very short time. He thought otherwise.
So two of our people booked it over to the park office and purchased permits for everybody. Not even sure who paid for them, but some good samaritan did.
Here's Lloyd displaying the new permits for us. And here's mine proudly displayed on my handlebar. It flew off on the way home.
We survived our brush with the authorities.
I decided to ride home by myself later that afternoon. Most of my riding is by myself, but sure have enjoyed the ability to ride with other people as well. We have an interesting group of people in the scooter club and there is much interest and ideas for future rides. We will probably start meeting for some weekly rides also.
For a scooter club that is only about 30 days old, we have come a very long way in a short period of time.
The ride home, even though it was solo, was very enjoyable also. We rode out at a pace of 35-45 mph most of the way, mainly to keep the group together. But on the ride home I was able to crank up the speed a bit and did well over 60 mph in a few spots. It was fun. My wife was going to call me on my cell phone if she saw that threatening weather might be headed our way. My blackberry can get to radar weather sites on the web, but I wasn't sure if I could get a good connection to the internet from the lake. Turned out it was no problem. As I rode home going east, I didn't notice an approaching storm behind me and by the time I got home, the clouds in the west were looking a bit ominous. As I pulled into the driveway, my cell phone rang. It was my wife warning me that I better get home. I was already there.