HD Folsom Chapter Newsletter 06 June 2015

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Courteous of HD Museum June 2015 Issue 6 Page 1 Cori’s Corner
A Message From The Director
Greetings friends and members of the
Folsom Harley Owners Group,
May started out perfectly for the Folsom H.O.G., when a large number
of our members attended the Pirate Treasure Ride on May 2nd. As a
result, I am very proud to announce that our chapter seized our first
Chapter Challenge trophy this year! One of our new Road Captains,
Dan Sims led us from the Folsom H-D Dealership to the Placerville
American Legion Hall for a mysterious and amusing pirate treasure
hunt. Many of us rode away, our saddle bags laden with the Pirate’s
treasure, lifted from the bountiful chests of the Sierra Riders. As of this
writing our next Chapter Challenge is going to be the Sacramento Casino Classic, held on
Saturday, May 30th and hosted by the Sacramento H.O.G. I was invited to go on the pre-ride
and we traveled along the Delta and into downtown Sacramento for a majestic view of our
State Capital. Sacramento H.O.G. won our Chapter Challenge during the 2015 Spring
Breakin’ Out Run, let’s be sure to make our presence known and take home this trophy too!
Unfortunately, I came down with a terrible flu and to my utter dismay, I missed out on two major events that I had looked forward to ALL YEAR LONG…the Guidera’s Garage Party and
the Guidera’s Girls ride! Fortunately, one of our up and coming Road Captains-in-training,
Brenda Johnson did an outstanding job leading both the Folsom and Mt. Diablo H.O.G. Chapters all the way to Murphy’s without a hitch. Big thanks to Victor, Len and Matt Guidera, owners of Folsom H.O.G. who have hosted this all-girls ride for the last eight years, supplying
food, prizes and more to show their support for their Harley riding girls. The Guidera’s and
with the help of Folsom H.O.G. Treasurer, Rhonda Caldwell, never fail to create a special day
for us lady riders and I’m glad to hear how much everyone appreciated all that hard work and
how much fun everyone had (the volunteers too!).
This month, we have another very important ride that I urge our members to attend. Please
mark your calendars for June 28th to support the 6th Annual Downed HOG Biker Run. Check
the website for details; we are still looking for a Road Captain to lead this ride as of this writing. Contact our Head Road Captain, Chuck Paridon or Activities Officer, Brenda Johnson if
you can help out. In any case, just please show up!
Here we are enjoying some of the most coveted riding weather in the world. Virtually every
day this year has been an opportunity for great motorcycle rides in our surrounding Sacramento valley, Sierra mountains, lush foothills and coastal areas. We have a variety of Folsom
Page 2 Cori’s Corner
A Message From The Director
H.O.G. members and officers who have really stepped up to make our riding season full of fun,
laughter and the riding adventures we all crave; Michael Paul, Chuck Paridon, Carlos Navarrete,
Rodney Johnson, Brenda Johnson, Adrian Bal, J.R Miles., Jim Mizell, Eddi Gilstrap, Rhonda
Caldwel, Dan Sims, Randy Young, Ruben Richer and John Gipson have all volunteered to lead
or coordinate rides in May or for our upcoming rides in June, and I want to personally thank
each and every one of you for helping make the Folsom Chapter one of the most fun riding
clubs in Northern California.
Ride safe and ride often,
Cori
Director, Folsom H.O.G.
INSIDE THIS ADDITION
Happy Flag
Day
June 14, 2015
Cori’s Corner - Director
2
Happy Father’s Day
4
Father’s Day Gift Idea’s
5
California Has it All!
6
CalStar
9
Roll Your Own
10
Group Riding Terms
12
Raise 80
13
Happy Flag Day - Interest
14
Black Sheep - Downed Biker
15
Five White Crosses
16
This Day - HD History
23
Getting To Know You
24
Lake Tullock Ride
25
Happy Birthday’s
26
New Members
26
Word Search
27
Pork Chop
28
Largest Flag
29
Name That Vest
30
HD - World Ride Day
31
Shop Talk
32
Meet The Folsom Hogs
34
Page 3 Happy Father’s Day
Happy Father’s Day!
Treat Dad Like
The King of The Road
Page 4 Visit HD Museum
Great Father’s Day Gifts
Page 5 California Does Have It All!
Article By—Sam Fergason
California Does Have it All As the tle of this ar cle suggests, California is a widely diverse state with something to please everyone. Where else can you ride a lonely stretch of desert, climb a 10,000 . mountain, explore a river delta, and ride alongside the ocean, all in the same day (granted, it would be a long day). Our head road captain, Chuck Paridon, planned a three day ride in mid‐May exploring the coast, the mountains, with a li le desert thrown in to complete the package. Five addi onal Folsom HOG members, including my wife Jane and me, met Chuck for a hearty breakfast at the Folsom Mel’s Diner on a cool overcast Friday morning to begin the ride. The weekend weather reports for several days prior forecast rain and possi‐
ble snow showers par cularly in the Mammoth Lakes area included in Chuck’s planned route. A flurry of e‐
mails ensued among those of us signed up for the ride discussing whether or not to change the route. Chuck ul mately decided not to chance bad weather on the eastern Sierra’s and instead kept the route for days two and three on the western side of the Sierra’s. I decided and Jane agreed to keep to the original route as I very much wanted to ride the Kern River Canyon over to Highway 395 as this is a terrific ride Jane had not yet expe‐
rienced. You might describe us as more adventurous than the others or more likely as a li le crazy or reckless. We departed Mel’s and rode west on Highway 50 and south on Interstate 5 to Westley where we stopped for a break. The sky was s ll overcast but it was a pleasant ride since it was cool. South of Westley we encountered a brief rain shower which Chuck described over the CB as a free bike wash. This part of the route was designed to reach the coast as quickly as possible so the fun could begin on Highway 1. We arrived in Sea‐
side for a lunch break via Highway’s 152, 156 and 1. A er lunch at McDonald’s I went to use the restroom and for the first me ever was faced with a coin operated lock on the door. It turned out you were required to obtain a token from the staff to use the restroom! At least it was free. I hope this is not a trend with McDonald’s as it was annoying and caused each of us to hold the door open for the next person to avoid going back to the counter for another token. The ride con nued south on Highway 1 through Monte‐
rey and below Pacific Grove narrowed to two lanes following the coast. In my opinion, this is one of the most beau ful sec ons of highway in all of California stretching south all the way to Mor‐
row Bay. There are plenty of twis es, spectacular views of the ocean cliffs, a tunnel, high bridges, and heavily forested areas Page 6 California Does Have It All!
Article By—Sam Fergason
around Big Sur. The weather for this por on was perfect, crystal clear, and cool, with no wind. Moderate to light traffic was an add‐
ed bonus. We stopped at an overlook just past the Bixby Bridge to take pictures and enjoy the view without fear of running off the road. We rode approximately 70 miles and stopped for another break at Ragged Point. This is a resort located high on a bluff with great views of the ocean cliffs. Leaving Ragged Point we rode the remaining 30 miles past Hearst Castle to San Simeon and the Cour‐
tesy Inn, our stop for the night. Day two broke clear and cool with a nice view of the ocean from our hotel. We departed north on Highway 46 climbing through the foothills with li le traffic to contend with. I have been on this road many mes and each me it seems like more wineries have sprout‐
ed like weeds. Makes you wonder where they find the water to keep the vines alive. We rode over to Highway 101 and a few miles south to Atascadero and Gary Bang Harley. This is reported to be one of the first Harley dealerships in California. Arriving was interes ng as Chuck apparently had a temporary lapse of memory as he made two u turns within a couple blocks of the dealership before finding the entrance. He was correct when sta ng we would not forget this mistake any me soon! Jane asked “is this pork chop material”? It was here that Jane and I departed from the rest of the group and headed back to Highway 46. Chuck and the others went south to find Jocko’s restaurant in Nipomo and would con nue on north to Porter‐
ville for the night. Jane and I rode east on Highway 46 from Paso Robles all the way to Highway 99. Riding through the hills near Paso Robles was pleasant and we were joined by a single rider on a BMW who fell in behind us. I was expec ng him to fly past us at any me but to my surprise he stayed with us all the way to Interstate 5 where we stopped for a break. Turns out he was from Gonzales and knows my brother who owns the Napa auto parts store there. What a small world! He went on to say he stayed with us as he did not want to ride alone and he likes the sound and chrome of the Harley’s. I have never before had a BMW rider say anything posi ve about a Harley but it was nice to hear. We stopped in Bakersfield for lunch and gas before heading east on Highway 178 along the Kern River canyon. The weather warmed to about 80 degrees in Bakersfield but cooled off again as we climbed up the canyon. This route is a favorite of bikers for good reason as the two lane twisty road is cut into the side of the canyon adjacent to the river below. It is slow going but very enjoyable and the traffic re‐
mained light. At the top of the canyon the terrain levels and the road passes Lake Isabella. As we passed the lake it was a de‐
Page 7 California Does Have It All!
Article By—Sam Fergason
pressing sight to see how low the water level is and the numerous stumps rising from the center. Areas of the lake that were previously bays are now completely dry with the lake shore in the distance. Leaving the lake behind we con nued east on Highway 178 winding through the hills over Walker Pass to Highway 395 where we turned north. The sky was s ll dark but we experienced no rain as we made our way to the Portal Inn in Lone Pine, our stop for the night. Day three arrived with ominous skies and the weather report indi‐
cated morning snow and rain at Mammoth Lakes and rain at the high points further north. It was me to put my alternate plan into ac on which simply put meant going around Mammoth altogether. Depar ng Lone Pine we rode north on Highway 395 to Bishop where we turned northeast on Highway 6. This route winds through a desert valley with mountains on either side and on to Benton which is barely no ceable as you pass through. We con nued on Highway 6 to Nevada Highway 360 where we stopped to put on our rain gear. This was a new route to both of us and runs north to Nevada High‐
way 95. It was a very pleasant ride including twis es and gentle curves. This is open range and surprisingly green for the desert this me of year. We saw occasional ca le but no antelope, wild horses or burros as we rode through several brief rain showers. At Nevada Highway 95 we headed north to Hawthorne where we stopped for lunch and a break encountering a moderate rain shower as we came into town. A er lunch we con nued north on Nevada Highway 95 and alternate 95 un l we turned west on Highway 50. We did see a small herd of wild horses outside of Dayton. The drought has apparently brought the horses close to town as they search for food and water. Just outside of Carson City we encountered a steady light rain which con n‐
ued all the way up Spooner Summit and through South Lake Tahoe. The rain was inconvenient but my real concern was poten al snow over Echo Summit. Cal‐
trans did not help my concern as they posted a sign in Myers warning of snow and ice ahead. As we climbed the summit the promised snow and ice did not materi‐
alize and the rain also stopped leaving the summit clear and dry. Our good fortune was short lived as the rain returned at Kyburz and lasted all the way to Pol‐
lock Pines. We arrived at our Diamond Springs home in late a ernoon having ridden approximately 1000 miles. We were glad to be back and reflected on how fortu‐
nate we are to experience all that California has to offer. Page 8 CALSTAR
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To See What Happens A motorcycle isn’t just about transporta on. A motorcycle is a statement, and it always has been. What it says is up to you. The first pacific coast carving bikers used the one and only Harley‐Davidson as their personal framework for freedom. They chopped, bobbed, and stripped the bikes of everything they didn’t need. Down to raw, roaring power, cra ing their rides for on‐demand white‐knuckle races, all challengers accepted. "THE BIKE IS ONLY THE BEGINNING." The point is, the bike is only the beginning. A blank page of American steel ready for every rider to fill in. For some that meant using bolt‐on parts and laying down a ra le‐can paint job in the garage. For others that meant fabrica ng one‐off parts, hacking up the frame and boos ng horsepower to that rear wheel Page 10 Roll You Own
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any way they could. Either way, you’re le with a declara on of independence that cannot be ig‐
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ing art with the Custom Kings contest. Follow us on Instagram to see what some of the best builders in the country can do as they compete to be immortalized in the Harley‐Davidson Museum ‐ alongside the legendary dreamers, builders and cra speople that laid the founda on for genera ons to come. Page 11 HOGWASH
Common Group Riding terms
Provided By—Rodney Johnson
Some Common Group Riding Terms
Pack: a number of motorcyclists who ride together, generally
without maintaining fixed positions or distances between bikes.
Packs are occasionally seen with 20-50 motorcyclists in a single
formation.
Group: a small number of motorcyclists who ride together main-
taining a generally fixed distance between bikes and maintaining
fixed positions within the formation (usually no more than six per group). On rides in which participation by a large number of motorcyclists occurs, it is common to have riders divided into several groups and to name them Group 1, Group 2, etc. This facilitates radio communication when
several groups are listening to the same broadcasts and traffic coordination on the same CB
channel.
Road Captain: a person who devises group riding rules or guidelines for a club or chapter of a
motorcycling organization, who communicates these guidelines to the club, and who generally
plans and lays out group rides. The Road Captain may or may not ride lead for a particular ride.
Lead Bike: a person who rides in the most forward position in a group and who relays infor-
mation to all other riders in the group via hand signals and/or CB communications. The Lead Bike
determines the group’s direction, speed, choice of lane, and formation. He or she often must
make quick navigation decisions in
the face of road hazards, changes
in road surface conditions, poor
signage, construction and other obstacles while maintaining control of
his or her bike and communicating
to those following. It is the responsibility of the Lead Bike to select a
Drag Bike with whom communications will be coordinated during a
ride. If there are three groups on a
ride, there will be three Lead Bikes.
If at all possible, the Lead Bike
should be equipped with a CB.
See next for month issue for more information
Page 12 TRAFFICALERTONI‐80INPLACERCOUNTY
Caltrans is raising the vertical clearance of 9 overcrossings to 16’6”
Higher vertical clearance will improve access on Interstate 80 through
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Visit: www.raise80.com Page 13 In the United States, Flag Day is celebrated on June 14. It commemorates the adoption of the flag of the
United States, which happened on that day in 1777 by resolution of the Second Continental Congress.
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Page 14 NORTHERN
CALIFORNIA REGIONAL
Downed H.O.G.
Biker Run
June 28th. 2015
6th Annual Downed H.O. G. Biker Run
All proceeds go to the “Downed HOG Fund” * $20.00 Per Person * Lunch included
Sacramento Harley-Davidson
1000 Arden Way, Sacramento, CA 95815
Registration: 10-11 am / BBQ at Sacramento HD at 12 pm
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Page 15 Five White Crosses
Article By: Rhonda Navarrete
Five White Crosses
Some mes when you go for a ride, it isn’t the ride that leaves a las ng im‐
pression in the recesses of your mind, but a person you happen come across that you will always remember. Last year, Corrine (then our Membership Officer, now our Director) lead a ride that was going on the levy roads and would end up for lunch in Rio Vista. Jane Ferguson and Eddie Gilstrap and I decided that we didn’t want to do the ride that day and would just go straight into Rio Vista and meet everyone there. We were si ng on a small wall cha ng in town when and an older woman happened to walk past us. She stopped and turned around and no ced we were “leathered up”, she turned and came back. She said, I used to ride but I was in a very bad motor cycle accident. I was unable to talk and had a badly broken leg. The doctor’s stated that I may never talk again. She was determined to prove the doctors wrong and she did. Today she talks and walks every day into town and back home. As I looked at her I was trying to determine her age and I got goose bumps on my arms and I just knew what she was going to tell us. I asked her, just where did this accident occur? And then, the story un‐
folded. Her name is Emily Tuer, and she was one of the sole survivors of an accident that occurred on highway 88 about five miles from Jenkins’s lake. Some of you may or may not have seen the Five Crosses that are there about 15 feet up on a hill. I told her it was an honor to meet her and that we were very much aware of the accident that occurred when a semi truck carrying a load of mber crossed the line and hit a group of motor cycles out on a day’s cruise. I shared with her that we have visited that the site many mes and that we have le mementos on the engine that rests there, behind the crosses. Emily’s eyes widened and she told us that she was not aware, a er all these long years, that there was a shrink with five crosses and one of the engines le at the spot where the accident occurred. We told Emily that indeed there was and that bikers of all types stop there to visit and leave memen‐
tos. We shared with her one of our chapter members’ ashes had been spread there in addi on to a framed photograph of him. Randy Urbina, once was a member of the Folsom HOG Chapter, and no he was not killed in a motor cycle accident. Cancer took him and he passed away May 1, 2009. I told her although we did not know those who lost their lives that day, we assured her that they would never be forgo en and they lived on in the biker community. I told her it was an honor to meet her, I asked if I could hug her and take a photo with her. Page 16 Five White Crosses
Article By: Rhonda Navarrete
We cha ed with Emily for a while longer and she told us she lived in Rio Vista, and traveled out of state to visit with her daughter a few weeks out of the year. Then just as she strolled toward us earlier, she said she needed to get home and she strolled on down the road passed us. Leaving me in awe of what had just happened. I believe that we enriched Emily’s life that day as well as she enriched ours. If we had con nued the ride that day and not decided to just go into town we would have never sat on that small wall and been there when Emily strolled by. I would not have had the opportunity to share “her” story again so that those lost lives will never be forgo en. And to share with our new chapter members the story of the five crosses. With the strong need to re‐tell Emily’s story I decided to find out more informa on on this accident and I found the following story. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do, and no ma er how many mes I think about the story and read about the story I get goose bumps and I think of mee ng Emily. A note from the Editor: I did not change anything in this heart felt arƟcle. I wanted to keep it authenƟc.
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Article By: Rhonda Navarrete
A mysterious stop at a roadside shrine spooky fate or creepy coincidence?
By RJ “Cowboy” Carter
(As seen in Thunder Press Magazine)
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Article By: Rhonda Navarrete
ear Jenkinson Lake, California…finally, my day off. That morning, I crawled out of bed to find a “honey‐do” list a mile long from my wife “catnip”. Hmmm… let’s see now, goats are in the chicken coop again, brush needs burning, go to the feed store etc., etc. Yeah, looks like things are ge ng a li le ra y around the “Ol’ Lazy C Ranch”, but for some other unexplainable reason I’m being drawn to my scooter like Mr. T to a jewelry store. So I’m thinking to myself, chores, bike ride, chores, bike ride. You can guess which one won. The funny thing is I had totally intended to get up in the morning and be a completely responsible husband, but for some supernatural reason it just wasn’t going to hap‐
pen. The road in front of my ranch runs straight into some of the Sierras prime scooter riding country and I had been hear‐
ing a lot good things about an old Saloon up Highway 88 so I thought I would give it a try and shoot on up for a cheese‐
burger and a cocktail. I pointed my scooter due east and cracked open some major thro le. In about 20 minutes I reached scenic Jenkinson Lake and the turn‐off to the old Mormon Immigrant Trail Road. I knew about twenty or so miles up this road was Highway 88 and on that stretch of road, the saloon I had been searching for. It wasn’t long before a very curious thing happened. While calmly cruising along about 45 mph and taking in all the wonders of an early morning in the Sierras, I became so immersed in my thoughts I seemed to forget where I was and what the hell I was doing. The next thing I knew, on a perfectly clear smooth, well‐paved road, there was a rock the size of a bowling ball slamming into the rim of my front re. Legs flying, head bobbing, struggling to keep my old chop‐
per underneath me, I immediately pulled over to check the damage. Not bad, no big deal, just a slightly bent rim, but just then, as I stood there a strange feeling came over me. I looked up and happened to no ce right beside me, on the hill amidst the vast green forest, was a row of 5 large white crosses. Not on the road side, like you see most o en, but above the road, maybe 15 feet up on the edge of a tall embankment. Large and uniformed they loomed over me like an eerie beacon or ghostly tes monial. It was right then and there that I realized I wasn’t there by mere chance and a rather strong feeling came over me that somehow, someway; I was brought to this exact spot for a reason. Now, I know what you are all thinking; it’s star ng to sound a li le bit like some crazy ghost story. Well you haven’t heard anything yet and it’s all true. For some reason I felt I had to get a closer look and for another reason I can’t ex‐
plain, I even packed my camera, fresh film, and my tape recorder for the ride. So there I am all 265 pounds of me, clawing and scratching, my way up the side of the embankment, grabbing pine trees, cussing, swearing and painfully coming to the stark realiza on that there isn’t anything in the forest this me of year that doesn’t s ng ya, s ck ya or bite ya. Beat to hell I finally make my way to the top and try to steady myself by clutching onto one of the large white crosses. It was then I saw behind the crosses, a small clearing, which contains a really eerie sight. Perched atop a large concrete pedestal, was a burned up motor of a Harley Davidson with a large plaque a ached. The last paragraph seems to sum up the feelings of those loved ones le behind to morn. It reads, “This marks one of the worst tragedies in motorcycle history. The purpose of this memorial is to never forget those of us who have fallen, and to remind us how precious life is and how quickly it can be taken away. Live to ride, ride to live, God speed and please be careful.” Every rider who visits the site seems to leave something in remembrance. The en re memorial was covered and lovingly adorned with relics, mementos, knick‐knacks and other offerings laid there in honor of the fallen riders. Even the crosses, themselves, sported bandanas, key chains, and flowers from recent visitors to the shrine. Page 19 Five White Crosses
Article By: Rhonda Navarrete
The scene reminded me of a verse I once read in an old cemetery on a rus c old tombstone. I have no idea who wrote it, but it when something like this. “And alien tears will fill for them pi es long, broken urn for their mourners will be outcast men and outcast always mourn.” Now if you read this to yourself between 10 and 200 mes it will begin to make perfect sense, especially to the old bikers like myself. So anyway, as I stood in this forest primeval listening to the deafening silence, the only sounds were those of the wild birds nes ng in the vast manzanita bushes nearby. And while gazing up at the majes c old growth pines, I realized this is probably the most tranquil, serene and peaceful place on earth. I had been there almost a half an hour by then, and not one car had passed by on the road below to interrupt me paying homage to my newfound friends. Friends I never would of had the chance to meet if not for their death. No worse for the wares, I stumble back down the hill and make it back to my scooter. I quickly decided that by now my ini al des na on of the old saloon might as well be on the dark side of the moon, so I turned and headed for home. A couple miles down the road I began to get another strange feeling. The kind of feeling you get when you’ve got some unfinished business or like you’ve forgot something. Even stranger it was more like I had forgo en something back at the memorial. So I whipped my chopper around, bent rim and all, and headed back to the site as if someone was tell‐
ing me “hey get your bu back here, you missed something.” But what could I have missed, what else is there? Wow, wait a minute, here it is, a small road I didn’t see before, just off to the right in the trees, just as you get to the site where the horrible accident happened that day. I followed it, stopped and found a trail all the way up to the monu‐
ment. I didn’t need to climb the side of the hill a er all, there was 50 yards of level raked walkway all the way to the top of the hill where the monument stands. Groomed and maintained, it makes it an easy walk for all visitors, even the larger folks like myself. It was obvious now that somebody or something had called back to this spot to show me what I had missed before and what they had desperately needed me to see. Shocked and a bit stunned by all this, my next thought was, okay, “closest bar.” A er that, it was on to the office of the Mountain Demo‐
crat, the local newspaper in town, to find out more about the accident. Since it almost was 17 years ago, they had no record of it and referred me to the county library, where, and a er a mile or so of microfilm, I found the story. It seems it was the worst accident in El Dorado County history. The fire‐
fighters and emergency medical personnel that responded to the acci‐
dent ini ally thought there were two dead bikers along with a truck that had caught fire. As they started pu ng out the fire, they started finding more and more motorcycle parts and more and more bodies. So grue‐
some was the scene that all the service personnel had to a end psychiat‐
ric sessions as a means of evalua ng trauma induced by the grim trage‐
dy. The ini al reports of the accident, which occurred 5 miles east of Sly Park Page 20 Five White Crosses
Article By: Rhonda Navarrete
Road on Saturday, September 2, 1989, were also incorrect sta ng that the bikes had inadvertently just hit some wood in the road. Not so, and a er an extensive CHP inves ga on it was found that a 1‐ton flatbed truck filled with firewood was westbound on Mormon Immigrant Trail. A pack of about 35 motorcyclists were riding behind each other two‐
abreast in the eastbound lane on their way to the annual Hope Valley Run. For unknown reasons, the truck lost control on a straight stretch of road. The truck traveled off the right side of the road, then apparently over corrected and the truck careened back across the westbound lane. When the truck entered the eastbound lane, the first two motorcycles in the forma on struck the truck broadside. The truck then overturned directly into four of the cycles crushing them and their riders. At the same me, the large load of firewood spilled out onto the roadway forcing four more motorcy‐
cles to go down. Meanwhile the truck caught fire apparently due to a ruptured gas tank on one of the bikes or the truck itself, sending out a wall of flame engulfing everything. Dead at the scene were Douglas Wall, 24, of Reno; Jeffrey Pearl, 41, of Foster City; Deborah Sund, 23, and her husband, Jeffrey Sund, 31, of Carmichael, along with James Carter, 35, of Sacramento. So, I bet by now you’re asking yourself, what makes this a strange story? Well let’s see, okay, what on God’s green earth made me neglect my chores that day, I never have before to just go on a ride, and why in the world would I bring my camera to go have a cheeseburger. Also, a er thirty‐something years of biking, how in the world could I hit a rock that seemed to come out of nowhere at the exact spot of a horrific accident that occurred 17 years ago? Not convinced yet? Well, do you remember me telling you how I struggled up to the top of the memorial straight up the mountainside to the crosses? What I didn’t tell you in the beginning of this story was how one single cross stood out from the all rest and how it caught my a en on right away. It wasn’t because that cross was any different from the rest, but it was the only one that was glowing bright white by a single ray of sunlight being cast directly upon it through the trees. Because it was glowing so bright is why I had singled it out, climbed the embankment and reached for it. While clutching this illuminated cross in my hands and steadying myself on the mountainside, I read the large inscrip on: James Carter. Just then everything became perfectly clear to me, why I was here, who brought me to this spot, the rock in the road, every‐
thing. I suddenly realized I wasn’t here by chance; I was summoned by James Carter to retell their story. You see, like my father whose name was James Carter; my name is also James Carter, just like the inscrip on on the cross. What are the odds? Spooky fate or creepy coincidence, you decide. One thing is for sure, anyone whose ever been to the site will know what I mean when I say, “their all s ll there”. Jeff, Debo‐
rah, Doug, Jeffrey and James are all s ll there. You can feel them standing next to you in the gentle mountain breeze, you can hear them speak to you through your heart. All they ask is to please never forget how precious life is and how quickly it can be taken away, and that some day, if you have the chance, they’d like you to come up, visit and take the me to reflect and make some new friends. Till next me, keep your knees in the breeze and please ride safe. Page 21 Five White Crosses
Article By: Rhonda Navarrete
This story and pictures were sent to me by Ken Kinder who says: "Recently, I posted a story about our ride to Fallen Leaf Lake and our first stop was to introduce Howard and Dave to this memorial on Mormon Emigrant Trail. It is a roadside memorial about a group of motorcycle riders killed by a freak accident many years ago and the devasta ng effects it has caused over the years. I knew li le about the facts of this accident un l Johnny Owrstrich (a Pashnit member) asked for more informa on. I said I would ask around but prior to my ques oning, Sydney another Pashnit member sent me this info VIA a link she had obtained." Ken also wrote, "I was just wandering thru your web site and ran across the post about the fallen bikers and thought you might be interested in a reply to that story. I don't know if you know Don Wilson and his wife who lived in Chicago Park and now live on Dogbar Rd. Don's father Roy Wilson owned and operated the Ques onmark Bar in GV that loca‐
on is now the parking lot to the bank across the street from Marshals Pas es. Don is a long me resident of GV and in my wife Janey's class of 55. This is a reply he sent me a er reading that story............"
"Hi Ken, Thanks for the mails on the rides you've taken. I could only get to the first one to Fallen Leaf Lake and was dumb‐
struck with the story of the five riders that were killed on the back road below Jenkinson Lake. One of those riders, Doug Wall, was my son Andy's best friend and best man at Andy's wedding. Nancy and I, along with all three of our boys, were on our roof re‐roofing our home in Chicago Park when we got a phone call. Andy was called down off the roof to take the call and was stunned to hear that his closest friend had been killed when that wood truck had overturned into the path of that large group of riders. Doug as well as the other four riders were killed instantly. Doug's sister‐in‐law, riding with Doug's brother Steve, sustained a badly broken leg. I can't recall the extent of injuries or how many other riders were hurt, but the horror of the accident is s ll fresh in Andy's memory a er all these years. We do recall, however, Andy wept for several days a erward, as we did. Doug lived up behind us in Chicago Park and was always coming down to our place to see Andy and hang out a er raiding the refrigerator. Those two did everything to‐
gether, along with Andy's younger brother Ben. Doug was a giant of a young man, at 6'7" and close to 230 lbs. He was going to UN Reno on a basketball scholarship and had so much poten al as an athlete. Doug's parents and two brothers never got over their loss. His mother, Geri, suffered deep depression for years un l she passed away a few months ago. It truly was a joy to have Doug around the house, always laughing and having fun with Andy. What a loss for so many people. Thanks again, Ken. I'll get to the other stories a er I get some chores done. Really good to see you and Janey again. Don" Page 22 This day in H-D HISTORY
Experience 100-plus years of the
Harley-Davidson story, day by day.
Provided by Harley‐Davidson History Museum July 29, 1914 Always fond of travel, Della Crewe was determined to see the world. Contempla ng what mode of travel would be best suited to sightseeing, Crewe’s nephew joked that she should ride a motorcycle all over. Thorough inves ga on convinced her that the Harley‐Davidson motorcycle was the sturdiest and most dependable machine for her around‐the‐world trip. Crewe, originally from Racine, WI, set out from her home in Waco, TX on July 24. Throughout the journey – accompanied in the sidecar by her companion dog, Trouble – she made a point to stop at farm houses, visit with locals, and even joined a parade. On July 29, she arrived in Milwaukee, having travelled 2,147 miles on this first leg of the trip. “It was a great trip with miles of smiles,” she said, “and all of them Harley‐Davidson smiles. Much of this happiness was showered upon me by the big Harley‐Davidson family‐dealers and riders‐along the way. They were a princely lot of fellows and added many a link to the unbreakable chain of happy remembrances. Everywhere the glad hand was extended to me.”Con nuing east‐
ward, Crewe arrived in NYC in December, reportedly wearing four coats, four pairs of stockings, and heavy sheepskin shoes. Trouble braved the wintry blasts clad in a special, made‐to‐order sweater. “The Gray Fellow,” she wrote in an ar ‐
cle for H‐D Dealer, “kept a cheerful humming regardless of roads and weather. Thaws and slush, fresh gravel, ice and snow made li le difference to my motor.” At the comple on of her journey, this endurance rider had traveled 5,378 miles and covered 10 states. “Never for a moment have I regre ed adop ng the motorcycle and side‐car as my mode of travel, and in my future ar cles on countries which I visit I confidently expect to be able to say that my motorcycle jour‐
neying are always enjoyable.” Della Crewe in long-distance riding clothes (H-D sweater) on a motorcycle with her dog Trouble in the sidecar, posing in front of Juneau Avenue.
Page 23 Getting to Know you
Article By: Eddie Gilstrap
Helloall!IamEddiGilstrap,yourMerchandiseOf icer.Ihavebeenwith
FolsomHOGforabout7‐8years.BeforeFolsomHOG,IwaswithHang
townHOGinPlacerville,untiltheyclosed.
Ihavebeenmarriedforover36yearstomybestfriend,DavidGilstrap.I
grewupintheNo.HighlandsandCitrusHeightsareas,andlivedinSo
LakeTahoeforafewyearsandthenSonomaCountyareaforabout18
yearsraisingourfamily.WemovedbacktoElDoradoCounty15years
ago.
Ihavebeenridingforabout13years.HappyBirthdayMike!Istarted
outonaSportster(whichnowhasahomewithCoriManley,ourDirector),andquicklydecided
theSportywasnotforme.Irodea2000DynaLowRiderforabout10years.ThenIgota2014
StreetGlide.Inowridea2013Switchback.Ican’tbelieveithasbeenthismayyearsthough,
becauseIhavebeenhavingsomuchfunandmetsomanygreatpeopleandhavesomewonder‐
fulfriends.Priortoridingmyownbike,Iwasapassengeronmyhusband’sbike(s).Ihaveto
thankmyoldestson(Brady)andmyhusbandforencouragingmetotaketheleapandridemy
ownbike.
WhilewithFolsomHOGIhaveheldtheof icesofLOH(LadiesofHarley)of icerfor2years,the
membershipof icer,Raf les(whichbythewayIgottrickedintotakingbyCarlos!!!),andnow
Merchandisefor2years.Ireallyenjoyvolunteeringfortheclubandforthecommunity,whichI
doalotof.
BesidesbelongingtotheFolsomHOGgroup,IalsobelongtotheAmericanLegioninPlacer‐
ville/ShingleSprings.
MymostmemorablerideisatriptoArizonawithfriends,RhondaandCarlosNavaretteandmy
husband,David.Wecampedandrodethrumostofthecanyonsthere.Wehadafewbiketrou‐
blesandlotsoflaughs.AndmynextmemorabletripiswithfriendsCyndiNilesandBobNiles
whenthe3ofuswenttoColorado.
DavidandIenjoy“trailertrash”camping(pullingaBushtectrailerbehindhisRoadKingwith
ourcampingstuffinit)withourfriends,RVcamping(wepullthebikesbehindonourKendon
trailer),andridinginthismostbeautifulareawehaveatour ingertips.
“ Never Ride Faster Than Your Angel Can Fly “
Page 24 Lake Tulloch Ride
Ride By: Carlos Navarrete
Page 25 Happy birthday’s
Michael Bentz …. Leisa Bertelsen …. Marc Fernandez …. Eddi Gilstrap …. Bill Lane …. Ivan Nagel …. James Nau …. Dan Phillips …. Dan Simms …. Jack Wyscarver …. Welcome New Members!
Steve Caldwell … Keith Creighton … Pa y Creighton … Edward Hartsgrove … Janet Hartsgrove … Rob Pri e Page 26 Word Search
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America … Ba le … Bless … Blue … Dignity … Country … Family … Flag … Flowers … Freedom … God … Happy Flag Day … Hero … Honor … Jus ce ... June … Independence … Love … Liberty … Na onal Holiday … Red … Service … Salute … Stars … States … Tribute … Victory … War … Washington … White … Whitehouse … Page 27 Pork Chop’s - Porter House
Winner!
And The Winner Is!
NOT AGAIN!
John Gipson
John Gipson was honored with taking home Porkchop
again this month. He won this honor because he was so
eager NOT to keep our mascot, so he made a deal with
me...he said he'd help volunteer to lead the Pirate Treasure Ride as long as I absolved him of any errors he might
make during the ride. I agreed to give him a 24 hour
pass, as long as he helped as a Folsom H.O.G. Road Captain. To my chagrin, John texted me the night before the
ride to say that he was unable to attend (or help) lead
the run after all. Therefore, John forfeited his free pass
and the Chapter overwhelmingly voted that John keep
poor Porkchop for another month.
The Poor Pig! … He is so confused! ... He doesn’t know where he belongs? The Fergason’s or the Gipson’s. A reminder why John was in April … John was nominated for, forge ng to bring Pork chop to the General Mee ng … OOPS! Page 28 A Reminder why John was nominated in March ... John G was nominated for missing the sign and doing a U turn on a 2 lane highway and for not doing the pre‐ride for Hale Road. We end‐
ed up going over a very bumpy road and then a river. Who Is Next?
Happy Flag Day
Interesting Fact - Largest Flag
Researched By—Jim Nau
Standing 400 feet tall, the new Acuity Insurance Flagpole is the tallest flagpole in North America. Located on
the Acuity Insurance headquarters campus in Sheboygan, Wisconsin, along Interstate 43 between Milwaukee and Green Bay, the pole supports a 60-foot-wide by 120-foot-long American flag. Located at the base of
the flagpole is a brick paver patio featuring the names of Sheboygan County residents killed in active duty.
“We proudly fly this flag because we are blessed to live and work in the United States of America,” said Ben
Salzmann, President and CEO of Acuity at its dedication last June.
his was the company’s fourth attempt to build the country’s tallest flagpole. The first was built in 2003 in response to the terrorist attacks of Sept. 11, 2001, and was 150 feet tall. It was then expanded to 200 feet, but
toppled in a winter storm. The next pole was 300 feet — and it was replaced by a 338-foot pole. In April of
2008, it was seen swaying in the wind. Six years later, the 400-foot pole was built to last.
It is set in 680 cubic yards of concrete, and has pendulum implements to reduce movement in the wind. “This
is obviously a testimony to the fact that you can bend us, but we are not permanently broken. It’s a great
testimony to not only Acuity’s commitment, but to the state and to the country that supports our freedoms,
particularly, our veterans,” Wisconsin Governor Scott Walker said.
Flagpole Facts:
The 400-foot flagpole weighs approximately 420,000 pounds .
There are two versions of the 60 x 120 foot flag: a 220-pound flag is flown during normal conditions. a 350pound flag is flown during harsher weather.
Each star is 3 feet high and each stripe is 4-1/2 feet wide.
680 cubic yards of concrete was used in the foundation.
Over 500 gallons of paint cover the pole.
11-foot diameter at base tapers to 5-1/2-foot diameter at top.
Three pendulum-style tuned mass dampers reduce
movement and vibration. Designed to withstand a
low temperature of -42°F.
The flagpole is 100 feet higher than the Statue of
Liberty.
The flagpole was constructed at Broadwind Towers and Heavy Industries in Manitowoc, WI.
Mortenson Con-struction Company, headquartered in Minneapolis, MN, constructed it on site. View the link below to see a video that illustrates the construction of the massive flagpole and its dedication.
http://mortenson.wistia.com/medias/tejnwpitig
Page 29 New
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Gam
Name That Vest
We greet & see each other face to face. We see the front of our vests while we are conversing. However, who ever no ces the backs of our vests? The vest tells a story about the wearer. Some have put a lot of thought, effort & crea vity into them. Let’s see if you know the wearer by their vest alone. It is easy to par cipate and have some fun. Simply take a picture or pictures of the back of your vest or vests and send it to the Editor by the last Monday of each month. No Peeking! The answer of the par cipant vest will be in the word search sec on of the newsle er. You will have to find the name for I will make it hard to find. Start sending pictures of your vests in and have fun guessing who the vest belongs to. The answer is in this months Word Search Who does the vest belong to?
Page 30 June 27th & 28th Just Ride.
World Ride 2015 The mission is simple: just ride for the love of riding. Grab your favorite buddies,
whether they ride or not, and hit the open road. When you’re done, record your
miles here and let’s show the world what we’re made of.
For More Information
Visit : https://ridefree.harley-davidson.com/worldride/en-us/
Page 31 Shop Talk
Contact Informa on: 115 Woodmere Road Folsom, CA 95630 Phone: 916‐608‐9922 www.folsomhd.com Page 32 Shop Talk
Harley‐Davidson® of Folsom Chrome Rewards Stop by Harley‐Davidson® of Folsom and ask for a Free Folsom H‐D Chrome card. Every me you make a quali‐
fied purchase, you will receive Chrome points. These points are redeemable for gi cer ficates towards fu‐
ture purchases in the store. Earn points for Every Dollar Spent Here's how our Chrome rewards work: Present your Chrome Card each me you make an eligible purchase at Harley‐Davidson® of Folsom. When you do, we will credit your rewards account with 1 point for every dollar you spend excluding sales tax, discounted items, extended warran es, purchases made using Chrome Rewards coupons, pre‐paid maintenance pol‐
icies, insurance policies, rental products, collision work and service labor cost. The more points you accu‐
mulate, the larger the free gi coupon value! Redemp on Values: 250 = $10 Gi Cer ficate 500 = $25 Gi Cer ficate 1000 = $55 Gi Cer ficate Manage your Chrome Card Online! Points are accumulated immediately upon purchase of any product or service and will be posted to your account within 72 hours. Follow your points by visi ng our website www.folsomhd.com and clicking on the Chrome Card link. You can also stop by the dealership and one of our employees can access your ac‐
count for you. Remember, points are not accumulated for sales tax, extended warran es, pre‐paid maintenance policies, service labor and insurance policies. Redeem Your Points for Gi Cer ficates! Chrome Rewards gi cer ficates are redeemable for parts, merchandise and service, just print your gi cer ficate from your Chrome Rewards account and bring it in to the dealership to earn your reward! Once a gi cer ficate is printed it must be redeemed within 30 days. Harley‐Davidson® of Folsom re‐
serves the right to discon nue rewards and/or void all or a por on of a point balance if the points have been issued, received or redeemed through human or computer error, fraud or the , through illegal means, or in any manner inconsistent with the intent of the program. Page 33 Meet The Officers
Road Captains & Folsom
Hog Members
Board Elected Officers:
Director - Cori Manley
[email protected]
Assistant Director
Sam Fergason
[email protected]
Secretary - Susan Bergin
[email protected]
Treasurer - Rhonda Caldwell
[email protected]
Elected Discretionary
Officers:
Activities Officer
Brenda Johnson
[email protected]
Safety Officer
Rodney Johnson
[email protected]
Membership Officer
Jane Fergason
[email protected]
Head Road Captain
[email protected]
Historian - Jim Shock
[email protected]
Ladies of Harley
Marchell Gardner
[email protected]
Adrian Bal - Road Captain
Michael Barbour - Road Captain
Photographer - Adrian Bal
[email protected]
Mark Chase - Road Captain
Michael Paul Ervin
Road Captain
Points Coordinator John Gipson
[email protected]
Sam Fergason - Road Captain
Head Road Captain
Chuck Paridon
[email protected]
Eddi Gilstrap - Road Captain
Sergeant-at-Arms
Rich Klinke
[email protected]
Rodney Johnson
Road Captain
John Gipson - Road Captain
Webmaster - Randy Young
[email protected]
JR - Road Captain
Cori Manley - Road Captain
Merchandise - Eddi Gilstrap
[email protected]
John Miles - Road Captain
Raffles-R-Us - Tina Denham
[email protected]
Carlos Narvarrete
Road Captain
Road Captains:
Editor - Jim Nau
[email protected]
Membership Counter 195 Chuck Paridon
Stan - Road Captain
Randy Young - Road Captain
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