Kansas City – 7/1/2017

We made a trip to KC to drop Sonora off for the week. She wanted to spend the Independence Day holiday with her uncle and cousins. So we went in town. While we were there Henry invited Corvin and I to the shooting range with him. Corvin had only ever shot a .22 riffle and was excited.

And a short video of Henry firing a round

After the range, we went to Hiatt’s house as it was the reason we came in town. Hiatt was being goofy and I got a shot of him!

Its no Kawasaki Ninja, but it’ll have to do for now.

Hogan Haake

Hiatt and Family Visit – 7/1/2015

Hiatt, Kris, Michaela, Sean, and Rylan came to visit us on their way home from a trip. We were in their path and lucky for us, they stopped for the night. Then again, its always nice to have a free night’s lodging 🙂

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For some reason, Sean likes to eat spaghetti with mustard on it, so we provided the food and tried to not get sick while he ate it!

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The best part of the whole visit was watching the cousins playing together. Hopefully next time they can stay for longer than 1 night!

Hogan Haake

Hiatt Attic and Kawoleen – 11/1/2014

Corvin and I decided to participate in the Kawllowleen canoe and kayak race. Its a nice 11 mile race mostly on the Kansas  River near Kansas City. Having family in town helps  for shuttling cars before a race. My parents were not in town, but Hiatt was going to be in town.

Hiatt needed some work done in his attic and I volunteered to help if he would shuttle my van before the race. The timing for both of us worked out and our agreement was set.

Corvin and I drove into town on Saturday morning as Friday night was Halloween. We drove slow as it was windy and the boat was shifting around if we went much faster. We got into town and went straight to Hiatt’s house. We got settled and hung out having pizza for dinner. Corvin and Rylan played and Hiatt and I got to work.

It took us two trips up to the attic. The first one was to see what the issue was. Of course the pipe was worse off than mere duct tape was going to fix and we were coughing from the insulation, so we made a trip to the hardware store for supplies.

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I should mention here that the space where the pipe to correct was was extremely small. Hiatt took one look and said never mind. He was a bit claustrophobic… Not to let our recon of the issue go to waste, I told him I would crawl back there.

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Here is a view of the nasty pipe. Birds got in from the outside and nested in it. I won’t speak of the smell or stuff that I pulled out of it, but I never want to do it again!

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This is after we have finished the job.

I did research at night to understand the ramps for the start and end of the race. I’m glad I did this as the GPS of our phones did not lead us to the correct locations… After things were all set up, this is a short movie Hiatt took of Corvin and I getting ready to start the race.

The race went great. The Kansas River is a hidden gem in its natural beauty. its much harder to navigate as it isn’t channelized, but we made the most and had a great time. Corvin wants to know if there is a shorter race we can do next time 🙂

Hogan Haake

Family Campout – 9/20/2014

Like many families, we don’t seem to get together often enough. In an attempt to remedy that, we planned an extended family campout. The plan was to meet at Pomme de Terre State Park on Friday night and hang out till Sunday. Of course even with a family campsite, plans get in the way. Danelle had something going on and couldn’t make the campout, and Sonora choose to go to a Girl Scout campout with her friends. So instead, it was just Corvin and I for this trip.

I left work early (about 2:30) and went home. There I hooked up the camper and finished loading supplies. Then I went to pick up Corvin from school and head out to our adventure. I was slightly worried how the weekend would go because Corvin had just gotten braces the day before and would  have issues eating things as his teeth would be sore. I kept him full of ibuprofen per the doctor’s orders. It took a few tries to find something that he wanted to eat on the drive down.

Just past Rolla, MO, we turned off the major highway and started the windy 2 lane highway that would lead us to the campsite. I learned quickly that the new short antenna I put on my van only picks up radio signals if you’re in town. So the choices of things to listen to were limited to regional high school football game, and even that came in and out as we traversed the hills.

I thought we might be the first people to the campsite as we left early from home. I was right. We pulled into the park and the site and the corresponding ones were empty. It was just dusk when we pulled up, but that was fine with me. Well, except for the fact that the sites didn’t look like the map that I looked at online. This isn’t terribly uncommon, but it just didn’t feel right.

I had talked to Hiatt earlier on the drive and I expected him to show up and he hadn’t made it when I expected him. So I disconnected the camper and drove around every loop in the campsite. He was nowhere to be seen and it was getting dark. I decided to park the van and walk to the entrance to meet him. Of course, he didn’t show up there either. Ohh, and there was no cell reception anywhere near the lake or leading up to it on our drive.

At this point, I was frustrated and concerned, so I walked over to the site of the camp hosts and knocked on their door. They were quite nice and explained that there was another campsite on the other side of the lake. We were provided directions that required an additional stop at a gas station for additional help!

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Map by Google

Once we got to the campsite, it was already dark. It isn’t fun to set up in the dark, but I managed decently. After I got set up, I realized that i wasn’t the only one in the family that had issues finding the campsite.

We ended making a few stops to the convenience store and this happened.

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Of course, I have a thing for water, so I ended up renting a boat for all the “kids” to hang out on!

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It was a great weekend to camp with family and I can’t wait to do it again!

Hogan Haake

Arkansas Motorcycle Trip Part 6

This is it. Its Monday and our last day of motorcycle madness. I’m getting used to the lifestyle but my reality tells me that there are more important things than the road for me today. Two kids and a wife await my return. They will never fully understand how this trip has changed me, but I will never fully understand how they missed me [I hope]. With the excitement of the last day, Hiatt and I wake up at 5:30 am to make sure that we get in our motorcycle riding and get home at a fair time to the kids. The hotel we’re staying at doesn’t have breakfast included. In fact, this is the first that had an actual key to the door. With a quick look to ensure that we have everything, we lock and close the door with the key sitting on a table next to the bed. There is palpable anxiety between both of us to get moving and experience this day. The feeling is like an hourglass weighing down on us to be home before the sand runs out.

Gas station breakfast is what we decided on. I was starving, but Hiatt wasn’t as hungry and wanted to get moving and on the road. So we ended up at a gas station. After much deliberation, we purchased 2 chocolate milks, 2 Gatorade, and a six pack of donnetts. I wanted to get two, but Hiatt said that he only wanted 2. I figured I could get by on 4 of them until we had lunch. It wasn’t like we were exerting a serious amount of physical work and I don’t exactly need the calories, but I did appreciate them.  So we walk out of the gas station and Hiatt calls his wife to say good morning and reassure her that we did actually plan on coming home instead of riding forever. While Hiatt was on the phone, he had one of those deep conversations with Colleen that caused him to pace back and forth. He kept coming back and taking donuts from the package. These type of conversations need to play out, so I gave Hiatt all the space he needed. By the time it was all wrapped up, he managed to eat 2 extra donuts, leaving me with only 2, and him eating my 4. This is exactly the opposite of what I expected and wanted to happen. I resigned to the fact that i was fat and could deal until lunch.


The Peel Ferry route would be the last of our trip. Being at Yellville placed us right at the start of the really fun parts. Within about an hour’s ride, we made it to Bull Shoals Dam.  We enjoyed the over the dam and stopped nearby to walk back over and check it out properly. We were amazed by the construction and size of it. Riding by in a car or motorcycle doesn’t really do it justice. Walking across and looking over the edge brings to life the sheer size. Then with the tripod in place, we got a photo of us with the rain that was coming for us!

After going over the dam, I finally stopped after several raindrops and put on my rain suit. Hiatt covered his tank bag and resigned to the fact that he would get wet. And with that, we were off to the Peel ferry. As luck would have it, the rain didn’t last that long. I ended up hot and sweaty with my older brother telling me about how if you prepare for rain, you’ll get it… Being a Boy Scout in my past, I preferred to be prepared than a wet rat. It worked for the start of the trip, but now, it made a bit of a fool out of me.

Dry and happy, we rolled up to the Peel ferry. This had to be the highlight of the trip for both of us. We rode the motorcycles right up on the ferry and hung out as it crossed the lake to the other side. As of the writing, the ferry is a “free” service provided by the Arkansas Highway department. We were all pictured out until we hit the ferry, then we took a ton of photos. Below is just a sample.



After crossing the ferry, I took the lead, heading to Forsythe, Missouri to think about lunch. Along the way, we speed like we were running from the cops! Per our rule, any time we got near a town, or the speed limit changed, we always went the limit inside of the city. This generally protected us from tickets, and made it safer for us and everybody around us. In one such setting where we were going quite slow [35 mph], we came across what appeared to be a school group picking up litter on the side of the highway. They were surprised to see traffic on the road, and Hiatt and I are a sight with our black face shields. With all of our safety equipment on, its impossible to tell who is on the motorcycle. The kids watched with great care and appeared to be exited as we passed, so I did what any maniac would do. I down shifted to second gear and ran it all the way out to red line and did the same with third gear. This placed me a bit over the posted limit and quite far away from the group where I coasted for Hiatt to catch up. He wasn’t far behind, but my actions did surprise him! Being the nice brother that he is, he did the same, once he realized what I was doing 🙂

The city of Forsythe is up on a hill overlooking the lake and it had a fantastic view. As we drove through, I looked for a restaurant with a view. It was to be our last meal together and I wanted to make it count. I started getting worried as the road came and went from the hillside. That was when an idea hit me. I saw a sign for a scenic overlook ahead. A Subway restaurant was between the sign and the pull out. It was time for a picnic.

We didn’t realize it was barely 10:00 am when we went into Subway. There were no crowds or lines, and the time explained it all. With only 2 of my 4 promised donuts, I was ready to eat! We each got a sandwich, chips and cookies. With our food packed, we went on to the overlook which didn’t disappoint. The view was exactly what we needed! A mostly quiet lunch with time to talk and relax. After sandwiches, I realized that we didn’t get our cookies. Hiatt was quick to volunteer to go back and pick them up. There were cute girls behind the counter and he wanted seconds 🙂 I was quick to let him grab the cookies. I had taken my helmet and gloves off so many times, that I didn’t want to think about it at that moment!


Our peaceful lunch ended and we rode out near Springfield for our last gas stop together. Hiatt and I filled up our tanks and said our last goodbye before we headed off. Of course we had about 10 more miles of the same road before we split off in our individual directions. At the last turn off, I raised my hand in respect and sadness as our trip together was over.

Just because our trip was over, I still had a 3 hour ride ahead of me to get home. I ended up taking three different rest stops on the way home. My butt and legs were quite sore from all of the riding of the trip, that I just could not take it. Of course, stopping is not without merits. I got to see an El Camino with a chicken on top, and talk to a truck driver about his fuel truck. While fueling, I saw that an exhaust bold was coming out of my bike. Ohh the work to be done.