...Lowell, as the saying goes, "it was colder than testicles on a brass monkey!"
A last minute decision to go on a backwoods cruise this morning almost put us on a collision path with you.
Chris with his son as navigator, grandpa Wolfie, Michael M., Bob M., Bud and Barb, Jeff, and I met at 9 AM in Woodstock and proceeded to bring a little noise into the quiet countryside of southern Wisconsin. Along the way we made pit, breakfast and lunch stops at Lake Geneva, Elkhorn and Eagle, Wisconsin.
While going trough a small town that was holding a harvest festival parade, we unexpectedly drove down Main Street cheered on by hundreds of spectators, who were probably thinking the Cobras were the lead-in to the start of the parade.
Although chilly in the morning, once the clouds receded around noon, it was quite a comfortable ride. My odometer showed 174 miles for our little Sunday jaunt in the beautiful winding and hilly backcountry roads. Perhaps a long “Indian Summer” will give us a few more oppertunities to partake in such spirited cruises with good friends.
Ralph
