But they did, and they caught the gist of my call - once I slowed my speech down a hair. She gets cold easily, so unless its predicted borderline tropical temps, she doesn't care to ride. But, as luck would have it, they had already planned on riding today to get breakfast and putz around. That was half the battle - getting the idea planted in my moms brain. This only elevated my excitement and therefor, the pace in which my words were flying out of my mouth. I hung up with them and headed to meet Stiffy at the gas station- at which time I called my parents back to see what they were thinking. YAY!!!! Hanging up, I checked the weather again. Today, the same areas had highs in the upper 60's. While the rest of MN and WI were going to be closer to 80. A quick consult and another phone call to my parents had a change in plans. They were going back to their original plan and Stiffy and I reconvened on ideas. Basically, in the course of 8 hours I went from no weekend plan to roughly 5 different ideas per hour. Instead of heading to northern WI to check out quirky roadside attractions, we decided to head south to even warmer weather. Stiffy and I had heard about Psycho Silo Saloon earlier this summer - while its literally in the middle of nowhere, a pretty boring ride to get there, and neither of us are 'bar hopping' riders - we both looked at their website, saw a cute hoodie we wanted, and that was literally the deciding factor. Halfway into the boring ride, we started laughing, "Man, I hope they HAVE a hoodie for us!!!". We stopped for the night in Savanna, IL, a popular motorcycle destination town along the river that has a couple of well known biker bars (Iron Horse and Poopy's). It was Friday night, and while we got into town a bit early (5pm), the town was DEAD. There were two bikes along the main drag. We had one beer while looking up somewhere to stay. There was a couple at the table next to us (the only other patrons there) - who said there was a local guy who bought a hotel near town and they have a free biker shuttle to town. Sold! We booked a room at the Sure Stay Best Western and went to check in. We hopped the shuttle to Poopy's - again, assuming Friday night would be hopping. There were maybe 20 people in the entire Poopy's complex - which is huge. Its a bar, a concert venue, a restaurant, a biker shop, a tattoo parlor, and a campground all in one. And it was a ghost town for a Friday night.
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