It started out as a beautiful Saturday morning. Tom Hite showed up on his Kawasaki 1100 at around 7AM, after just getting off work in Benicia. Then Lori Hite showed up on her Harley 1200 around 9AM ready to go. We waited until 9:30 for George Rogers and his wife Sue to show up. They didn't show up so we headed the 2 miles to the Poker run starting point. Well, there was George and Sue waiting for US. We got our communications WRONG AGAIN. Anyway, we picked up our entrees and got started off on the Poker Run. Four bikes in a row heading down some beautiful country roads towards Dixon with Lori in the lead for awhile then Tom and I was bringing up the rear FOR A CHANGE. Shirley was getting some real good pictures of everyone on their bikes with the scenery flying by in the background.
    We found the First Poker Stop without ANY problems AT ALL. That's were it ended. George took over the lead after we all drew our 2nd card (we got the first card at the start). We jumped onto I80 and headed out to Highway 113. After about 20 miles and Lori trying to get Georges attention, we pulled over to the side of the road and figured out we were WAY off course. George decided he didn't want to lead anymore ( I know that feeling myself after getting a group lost). Tom took over the lead and we were on our way again.  We found the 3rd stop (in Winters) with NO PROBLEM. After we pulled in and got our third card up rides another Voyager. Straddling it was Dale Bird and his nice looking co rider Pam. The rode in all the way from Morgan Hills? and were late getting to the starting point BUT do to our DETOUR, they caught up to us.  We also were caught up with by a BIG BUNCH of Harley riders and others in a group. After our bunch had a cancer stick or two and some refreshments, we were again our way again towards the forth poker stop which was "SUPPOSED" to be a TRUCK we had to wave to in order to get a card. We took off and had a beautiful ride up to and around Lake Berryessa and the Damn. It was a gorgeous day for motorcyclist. On the road we were passed by 4 crotch rockets that passed us so fast we thought they were being chased by the Police but they were only doing THEIR THING. We moved over as far as we could to let them pass as we were driving at a leisurely nice speed to ENJOY the scenery. Tom kept us rolling just at the right pace to keep Shirley and Sue happy on the curves.
    After another 20 miles we stopped at Georges and my usual lunch stop to let the ladies stretch their legs and for me to take some more pictures. What a beautiful day and far out scenery to enjoy. After about 15 minutes we were on our way again to find that ROVING poker stop. Amazing thing happened. On the last curve back to Fairfield, we saw a "CAR" with a poker run sign. Stop 4 and nobody told them they were supposed to be in a TRUCK. We drew our 4th card and were on our way again with Tom still in the lead. He was doing an excellent job so nobody wanted to take over.
    We pulled into the next poker stop without ANY trouble even though the directions said make a Right and they were on the left at the intersection. Again we ran into other cycles getting their cards. We started talking and they had missed the ROVING poker stop 4. Come to find out, stop 4 had to find a potty and SHE said a TREE just wouldn't work for her. (They got to pick up their card at the end). We were getting REALLY hungry about then so
we got on our trusty bikes and headed back to the last poker stop which is where we started in Vacaville.  After another 12 or 14 miles we were back where we started at. We turned in our Poker hands and got in the chow line.  You talk about chow, WOW. Prime Rib, Ribs, and chicken with salad and beans and ALL the trimmings. They had enough food to feed an ARMY of bikers. We ate and ate and ate. During chow they called off the winners of the poker run. Well, Dale got lowest hand for the club. Tom got three door prizes and  Sue got one and Shirley got one. We did REAL GOOD on door prizes.
    After this Dale and Pam had to leave for their 2 1/2 hour trip back. After they left, we had the bike games and George VOLUNTEERED to help with. We didn't have any winners but Shirley actually rode with her Son Tom to
do one of the games and wouldn't you know it, my CAMERA had dead batteries so I only got ONE picture of the Son and Mother TEAM.
    If they have another run next year we are going to have to make it a CLUB run. It was GREAT.

Here is a copy of the flyer from the run.