DROP INN’S FIRST REUNION IN
MILWAUKEE DURING HARLEY’S
There are numerous motorcycle-related sites
on the Internet and one of them is Harley-Davidson Dew Drop Inn. It has
no affiliation to the factory other than the people that go there are
Harley motorcycle riders and their friends.
The site has been around for some time and
members have become friends through the years, though many of them have
never actually met. Well, what better time than H-D’s 100th Anniversary
Dizzy and Rider got it started and plans
had been in the making for over a year after one of the members, Dremin,
who lives in Brookfield (just outside Milwaukee), invited people to stay
at her place. I am very happy to say I was one of those people. I also
got to bring my blood-brother, Bill, and other brothers, Berry Wardlaw
and Jon of Accurate Engineering in Dothan, Alabama. You know them as the
engine building guys.
People there were from all over the
country. California, Ohio, Texas, Georgia Illinois, Oregon, Florida,
Alabama, and Iowa, that I am aware of, but there could have been other
states represented. There were also three people from Alta, Norway—Half
rid, Raymond and Paul. The club they belong to is named Bunkers, and
they say it is the most northern club in the world.
Dremin’s was a wonderful place with plenty
of camping space. The liquor store was only two buildings away,
shopping, food and Hal’s Harley were all within minutes. The Lake Front
and the Riders Ranch were 15-minutes away and the State Fair Park only
10. Every thing was real easy to get to from this location.
We were sitting out back having some cold
ones when Berry and Jon pulled in. Berry said he could use a cold beer
and some pussy so they gave him a beer and got out the blow up doll for
him. He thought that was funny and it started a chain of events that was
interesting, to say the least. That’s when I let him know I had
volunteered him for some of the cooking. He liked that idea also, as the
boy “sho nuff do know how to do vittles” (daz hows they sez it in ‘Bama).
There was so much to do and see in the area
that people went in small groups to things that interested them. We
would end up back at Dremin’s with stories of what our day had been
like. There was always plenty of food, beer and all kinds of liquor. Of
course the fun continued throughout the night. Some titties were flashed
and the doll came out again.
I’m not exactly sure how the following
went, but it had to do with Berry and sex, the doll not being what he
wanted. The sex could include Dremin, but she wasn’t giving it up
without being married. Well, there were a few ministers there and a
wedding was planned for the next evening.
The doll went to the garage and Berry and
Dremin got married for 24 or 48 hours, I’m not real sure of the exact
amount of time, but you get the idea. Of course there was some more
partyin’. Hell, that’s what went on pretty much the whole time we were
there: ride, party, go somewhere else, party some more, ride. . . it was
I met Puff and she shared her Gentleman
Jack with me and Jeff and I killed a big bottle of Jack Daniels one
night. He came back a few days later and we did some more.
Michelle lives in the area and was a good
tour guide, she makes great Jello-shots and has nice titties. Not to be
out done Hotsy showed what she had. Oh yeah!
I got to meet Turtle, Treefrog and Randy,
Doug, Regina and Dean, Dieter and Irene, Dennis and Ester, Filthy,
Robin, Crazyhorse, HD Artist, SQ, and an old brother “Lost” and some of
his friends stopped by. I may have missed a few names, but hey, I was
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