Anyone meeting at Buzzards place in Nebraska can call him to get directions. Call his cell till July 29th. After that call him home phone. If you do not have his home number, be sure to call his cell (435-862-9070) before July 29th or call White Rose(228-627-8689).
During the week of Sturgis, if you are passing through the area and wish to come hang out with us for a while, call Buzzard or White Rose and they will make sure someone picks you up so you can come hang out for a while and meet everyone.
Posted 7 months, 3 weeks ago. Add a comment
The Iron Horse Campground is offering a discount for a limited time. So all you Road Dogs on Hogs if you can, get your reservations now and save yourself a little money!
Reserve By December 1st, 2008 or until Sold-Out
Tent Camping Daily…$14.00 per person per day
Tent Camping Weekly…$75.00 per person for the Entire Rally
(without an Iron Horse T-Shirt and Cap.)
Tent Camping Weekly…$100.00 per person for the Entire Rally
(includes an Iron Horse T-Shirt and Cap for each person.)
**Also don’t forget to go to the Road Dogs on Hogs web site and send in your conformation for attendance. By confirming we will be able to keep you personally informed about changes in plans, events, and hook ya up with other driver/riders from your area!
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Road Dogs on Hogs arrived at Sturgis Saturday night around midnight and had one heel of a great time!!
Jimmy the Junk-man and I packed our bikes and left my house in Mississippi early Wednesday morning. We had a great ride to Helena, AR to see my new grand baby and then went on up to Jonesboro, AR for the night. Thursday started with rain and we had to dig out the rain gear for a couple of hours.
We rode up hwy63 out of Arkansas into Missouri and grabbed hwy14. I have to tell ya, that was a great stretch of road to run. We lost a little time, but it was well worth it. The hills and curves were great to run. It was one of those roads that you fight with yourself over how fast to run….go slow and enjoy the scenery, or go fast and hang in the curves to get the adrenaline rush!!! We even stopped for a break at the White River and watch some Salmon swim up stream.
We arrived in Springfield, MO with time to spare before we had to meet Loose Nut, Strychnine, Bubble head, and Brit Brat. I took that time to visit some old friends. Then it was off to Clinton, MO to camp for the night. We met up with 96Ultra at his hotel before getting to our camp site. After putting up 3 tents in the dark we sat around and chatted for a while before hitting the sack.
The next day started about 0600 as we packed up our tents and headed out. We crossed into Kansas on hwy2 so we could miss the Kansas City traffic. 96 Ultra caught up to us in Ottawa, KS and we ran on over to hwy 99 and started north to Buzzards house. We arrived there late in the evening to a house full of people. Slider had flown in from Pennsylvania that afternoon and Derrick had ridden up from Lincoln, NE. Hugs went round and round. It was so cool to finally meet people that I have heard on Carl P., Freewheelin’, and Jonesey.
Saturday started out kind of crappy. Buzzard’s party wagon had a break problem and we were delayed for several hours. Finally we unloaded the party wagon into the back of the pickup and headed out of town around noon. We arrived in Mitchell, SD where Old Dog, Thumper, Mutt, were waiting on us. Once again, hug went round and the connections were made. We saddled up, 10 bikes, and 4 cages and headed west.
We arrived at the Iron Horse Campground around midnight. We had great fun in setting up that many tents in the dark, but you know how truck drivers are, we got it done. Everyone sat around a visited a bit and then hit the sack.
Sunday started with a trip to town. We did the bike walk down the street in the middle of town and went to the store to pick up all those things we all had forgotten. Then some came back to camp, some hit main street, and some went for a ride. Idaho Hunter showed up during the day and we got the phone calls from people that were going to be arriving later.
We all met back up at camp that evening and went to the bar to hear the Band and for some dancing and the Wet T-shirt contest. Congrats to Strychnine for winning! We danced and drank, and partied till about 0300 in the morning. That is when I was dropped on my head!! I hit the nape of my neck on the rim of a 5 gallon bucket! That kind of ended things for everyone. Truckin’ Up Chick and Jimmy walked me back to my tent, put ice on the back of my head, and put me to bed. Even with that in mind, it was a great day! But the next day you could tell who were the drunks from the night before and who stayed sober. The Sober people made a ride to Mont Rushmore and the drunks stayed in camp. Course, I was made to go to the hospital to get my head checked out by Jimmy and Buzzard. As I told them, as long as I land on my head I will be OK! Hey I still got second place!
We even had a small bout with the weather on Tuesday evening. We call it Hurrican Meredith!! The wind and rain came in hard and fast. It laid our tents down and even snapped the pole of a couple of them. That night, many of us slept in water soaked tents and bed rolls.
All through the week we had people arriving and leaving, riding, partying, and just having great fun.
I don’t know how to put into words the feelings I have on how all of this has come together. I had a crazy idea and it has become everything I had hope it would. Don’t tell me that truck drivers can’t come together on anything. Don’t tell me that truck drivers can’t get along. Don’t tell me that there is no camaraderie in trucking anymore. Today, I see all that in our little group. We have truck drivers here from all over the country, from different backgrounds, and different aspects of trucking, and we had a great time!
Who knew that 30 people that listen to a trucking channel on a radio, who had never met before coming to Sturgis, could come together and have this much fun?! The world is a smaller place today because of these people and their love of trucks and motorcycles. Who says that truck drivers are not just one big family? I don’t! Because this group of gear jammers just proved them WRONG!
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