We went to Kansas City to visit my parents. We don’t seem to get in town enough these days and the kids miss their grandparents. We noticed that things are normal and not much has changed. Henry’s Mustang hasn’t changed much…
Normally we hang out around the house and eventually head back to St. Louis, but this trip, we had something different planned. My mom wanted to take us to the Johnson County Museum of History. For many that may sound boring, but it was just the opposite!
Growing up in Johnson County, Kansas, the history was relevant and interesting to me. Many places I remember from growing up were mentioned at the museum. Additionally, the museum used to be a combination bowling alley/ice rink. It was fun seeing it used again for another purpose instead of sitting empty!
Corvin and Sonora had a blast playing dress up in the kids area!
You could go in the full size house in the background. It was an all electric house of the future. It was lived in before it was moved into the museum.
This motel is no longer in business, but its “famous” sign is kept for all to see!
Dad singing a song of his youth!
On the way home from KC, we stopped and hiked a bit of the Katy trail. The goal was to get to this bridge over I-70 near Boonville, MO before going back. It was a fun hike and a nice break from driving!
In an effort to save money and make my motorcycle more safe, I decided to get a set of hand guards. I went to Cycle Gear in town as I try to support the local guys and found this generic set.The handlebar guards are designed to to do two things. First, keep wind and branches off your hand when riding. Second, should the bike be dropped (and yes, I’ve done that twice already), protect the clutch and brake levers from bending/breaking.
I spend a long time trying to get this Trackside set to go on and it just wasn’t happening. In the end, I had to get the bike back to stock and would have to spend more money on a brand (Barkbuster) that was designed to fit my V-Strom 650.
Its Saturday and it is going to be a very long day. I’ve been resting from my last week paddling the Texas Water Safari. Both of the kids are at Camp Lakewood and we have to pick them up. So Danelle and I start the drive early packed for a wedding and headed to camp to pick up the kids. They both had a fantastic week but were ready to see us again. They knew we were going to a wedding, but also wanted to go home.
We drove about 2 hours south to Sikeston, MO where the wedding was held. There, we checked into the Drury inn and met several of our college friends. It didn’t take long before we were all in a caravan headed to Lambert’s Cafe for lunch. It always seems like a good idea to eat there. The portions are huge and non-stop, but its also just a little off. It isn’t somewhere I would want to eat at more than once every few years. Add to that the long line to get in and I’ve made my point.
With bellies full, we went back to the hotel to change into wedding attire. Then we were off to see Heather marry Keith. The ceremony was great, but boy were the kids tired!
The most important photo of the whole event is below, the group with Heather and Keith.
Back Row: Kendal, Danelle, Hogan, Keith, Sean, Mike Front Row: Candy, Melanie, Heather, Jennifer, Dawn
After the reception ended, we went back to the Drury Inn. There, we swapped stories and emptied beers till the wee hours of the morning.
How do you know when something is important to you? When you do whatever it takes to participate. For this Sunset Race, I started out in Port Lavaca, Texas. I woke up at 3:30 am in a hotel room after the Texas Water Safari. I thought I would start driving the day before, but I was wiped out!!! So I got up early, fired up Google Maps and started driving. Its just over 900 miles for this drive. I drove as far as I dared until I got tired, then pulled my van over and slept on the side of the road till I woke up. It helped that I shut off the van, so it got warm fast. With about 5 of these cat naps along the way, I arrived around 8:30 pm in time for the half way point of the race.
At one point near home, the wind and rain were so bad, I pulled over cause I wasn’t sure if the boat would stay on top of my van. Or the top of my van for that matter. Eventually I made it to have some beer with friends before going home and crashing for the night. While it can be done, I don’t recommend it!
I can’t say I was sad that I didn’t paddle this one!