|We met at Jack Benny's Barbeque-Minneola but Jack wasn't there. They had closed the restaurant for the Thanksgiving weekend. I guess they wanted to go to the Christmas sales.
So we discussed where to go for lunch and check out bikes including Red's chrome laden I/S, Allan's flag adorned Harley, Paul's modified standard with leather looking Givi bags and we were all impressed with Kathy's beetle bagged beauty.
With some effort we arrived at the marina restaurant for some ok food and very slow service. Then it was off to Spook Hill which was illusive and held it's own adventure.
Poor RJ and Wallie, who were to meet us at Spook Hill rather than in Minneola, waited until their good sense told them to roll on. Sorry about that guys. We finally arrived about 3:30 to see this "spook" phenomenon. Debbi has put it on her "not impressed" list. Yours truly has put it on his "dropped the bike list".
I don't recommend straddle walking your bike backwards and to the side while on a road with a 45 degree incline and high crown. The end result may not be pretty. Fortunately Pat only had a slight scrape on her hand and a sore "cheek. Leather gloves are "good things". I only had some sore muscles which are the result of a failed attempt to defy the gravitational pull on 700 pounds of bike with a passengers. Thanks to all our fellow riders who quickly jump in to help lift and support our bike as well as our spirits.
The Legend of Spook Hill
Lake Wales, FL
"Many years ago an Indian village on Lake Wales was plagued by raids of a huge gator. The Chief, a great warrior, killed the gator in a battle that created a small lake. The chief was buried on the north side. Pioneer mail riders first discovered their horses laboring down hill, thus naming it "Spook Hill." When the road was paved, cars coasted up hill. Is this the gator seeking revenge, or the chief still trying to protect his land?"