Midwest Ride 05/07.  Just click on an image to see the larger pick.  These are low resolution.  If you want a high resolution shot of any of these, let me know and I can send it to you. 

Poor Steve.  Beer leaking all over the Tollway.	Meeting up at the Steak and Lube in Middleton WI. Look at the sunshine!	Left: Ann Marie, Vickey, Mark (Yeah, messed up film...)	Left: Kyle, Steve, Back of Jiri's head, Jen
Luckily all of Steve's beers didn't spray themselves all over the highway.	Mark was affraid that the drunks would stumble into him so he put his reflective clothing on to steer them away.	More drunks with extra large beers.	Yeah, I had a room with a view of the Mississippi.
Yeah, more view along that same bank.		There's the deck where the illeged drinking of large beers  and yaking until all hours took place.	Sunrise on Saturday. Only six bikes showing cause Kyle and Jiri's rooms were back in the main building.... above the bar.
More picture taking while eveyone is sleeping.  The lazy bums...	Bikes from Left: Steve, Ann Marie, Ves, Jen, Mark, Vicky	Look, it's my Rock parked next to .... a Rock.	My Hotel Room.  Didn't spend a whole lot of time there.
Cheese and Rice! What's with the Film! Ruined a perfectly good shot.  First stop on our way up the Mississippi.	On some of the roads we went on, this was about the longest straight section there was.	Gellys Pub... the unplanned lunch spot.  Look closer... Jen has ears!
The overlook after the unplanned lunch stop.		Another overlook later in the day.
The morning of departure from the Hotel.	Rain-geared up for the coming rain... even closer to departure.	Side of the main Hotel.	Last stop eating place for Steve and I before splitting off.
	And they wouldn't leave... It was here that Steve admitted he talked a lot... hmmmm... didn't notice.  We agreed he would be called "Sir Talksalot of the Round Bar Table"	And they still wouldn't leave.	Well, we finally did leave and this was the first splitup point where Mark, Vicky, and Ann Marie kept heading South while we went back East toward Madison.
Certainly NOT the end.