tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post9158037288592645443..comments2023-12-11T03:32:58.722-05:00Comments on Twisted Roads By Jack Riepe: God, It Feels Great To Ride In The Fall...Jack Riepehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07531160098262862027noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-29444649727692337412008-11-10T12:48:00.000-05:002008-11-10T12:48:00.000-05:00Dear Karen;It's always a pleasure to hear from you...Dear Karen;<BR/><BR/>It's always a pleasure to hear from you... Maybe I'll even see you over the Thanksgiving Holiday as you will be visiting your husband (the key to a successful marriage). <BR/><BR/>I rode this same route in reverse yesterday (starting south and heading north). It was a great ride, but it left me seriously gimpy. I could barely walk in from the garage.<BR/><BR/>Your name has ben added to the monthly readers contest for November. <BR/><BR/>Fondest regards,<BR/>JackJack Riepehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07531160098262862027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-31644853543988430332008-11-09T13:21:00.000-05:002008-11-09T13:21:00.000-05:00Dear Jack,Great report, as usual. Beautiful pictur...Dear Jack,<BR/><BR/>Great report, as usual. Beautiful picture of Atticus. My compliments to Stiffie. Great one of you, too. The Deer in Headlights look is definitely you. Me? I tend to look like a frog on too many Heinekens in my pics. Wait a minute. I AM a frog on too many Heinekens.<BR/><BR/>A bientot, mon ami.<BR/><BR/>Karenmtlcowgirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01596899881499688088noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-28978670051123492252008-11-08T17:32:00.000-05:002008-11-08T17:32:00.000-05:00This comment has been removed by the author.RossK6https://www.blogger.com/profile/13375657551687611187noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-65717710017596574502008-11-08T09:24:00.000-05:002008-11-08T09:24:00.000-05:00Dear John:Rogers? A dick joke? You have to be kidd...Dear John:<BR/><BR/>Rogers? A dick joke? You have to be kidding.<BR/><BR/>Fondest regards,<BR/>JackJack Riepehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07531160098262862027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-82079276544069702662008-11-08T09:23:00.000-05:002008-11-08T09:23:00.000-05:00Dear Rogers:They were not typos but an elaborate c...Dear Rogers:<BR/><BR/>They were not typos but an elaborate computer code that will send your blog into a case of the roaring fantods. That was nothing less than heroic of you to hold that table for us at the Whip!<BR/><BR/>And thanks for taking the pictures. The next time we all meet there, I have a request that you focus on the jodphured asses of the horsey set.<BR/><BR/>Your name has been entered into the monthly Readers Meals contest.<BR/><BR/>Fondest regards,<BR/>JackJack Riepehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07531160098262862027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-63830558921045302462008-11-08T09:19:00.000-05:002008-11-08T09:19:00.000-05:00Dear Canajun:I am more afraid of running ibto a ds...Dear Canajun:<BR/><BR/>I am more afraid of running ibto a dseer than I am of left-turning cars. The fact is I have been hit by cars three times and have yet to whack a deer. But everybody else I know has either had a near miss or clocked one dead on.<BR/><BR/>I have probably just aroused the motorcycle hubris god. Your name has been added to the Monthly Reader's meals contest. <BR/><BR/>Fondest regards,<BR/>JackJack Riepehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07531160098262862027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-59527774353829579942008-11-08T09:15:00.000-05:002008-11-08T09:15:00.000-05:00Dear Matt:You know, I should have used that title....Dear Matt:<BR/><BR/>You know, I should have used that title. I actually just forgot that we had discussed it. I even recall thinking "Leather Dick Cracks The Whip" following your suggestion. <BR/><BR/>There reason I went with the title I did was that I didn't want my kid rattling my cage again, and I wanted the casual observer to understand that I still do ride a motorcycle. <BR/><BR/>Your name has been added to the Monthly Reader's contest.<BR/><BR/>Fondest regards.<BR/>JackJack Riepehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07531160098262862027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-52036549595514022782008-11-08T09:11:00.000-05:002008-11-08T09:11:00.000-05:00Dear Mike:What is it with you and these pointless ...Dear Mike:<BR/><BR/>What is it with you and these pointless details? Can you think of any event in which I was not the last person to show up. Now I am accused of being an alien imposter if ever I do arrive on time.<BR/><BR/>Your observation on "Dicks.com" is probably spot on. I will ask Bregstein for confirmation.<BR/><BR/>Fondest regards,<BR/>JackJack Riepehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07531160098262862027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-44442963585499589062008-11-08T09:07:00.000-05:002008-11-08T09:07:00.000-05:00Dear Charlie6 (Dom):I live in a very competitive h...Dear Charlie6 (Dom):<BR/><BR/>I live in a very competitive household. My squeeze (Leslie/Stiffie) is an altered artist who works in a variety of media, combining painting, photography, metal work, binding, and using chemicals to create various effects in metals. She too has a blog on which thousands of her kind comment on her work every month. She reads the best of her comments to me on a regular basis. They tend to be somewhat etherial and lofty.<BR/><BR/>I have started reading mine to her, and have noted they are beginning to piss her off. Detail comments, like yours (which include quotes), really pisser off. Since this is a wireless environment, I was able to walk around yesterday, carrying my computer from room to room, reading aloud. <BR/><BR/>It is safe to say she hates you. <BR/><BR/>Your name has been entered in the monthly Readers' Meals Contest.<BR/><BR/>Fondest regards,<BR/>JackJack Riepehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07531160098262862027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-67261236506608251962008-11-08T08:56:00.000-05:002008-11-08T08:56:00.000-05:00Dear KPGraphix:It is always a pleasure to hear fro...Dear KPGraphix:<BR/><BR/>It is always a pleasure to hear from you. Do you kbow how Sports Illustrated does a Swimsuit issue, I would love to do a Whip Tavern/Twisted Roads Jodphur issue. Just typing this has me thinking about heading back out to the Whiop Tavern now.<BR/><BR/>Thank you for your kind comment. Your name has been entered into the November Readers Meals Contest. <BR/><BR/>Fondest regards,<BR/>JackJack Riepehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07531160098262862027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-28606731669422727482008-11-08T08:52:00.000-05:002008-11-08T08:52:00.000-05:00Dear Dick:It's been two weeks since you got the R1...Dear Dick:<BR/><BR/>It's been two weeks since you got the R1100R, and every decent weekend has included a rain day, on which the surface of the earth is covered with six inches of wet leaves and tree slime. I was thinking of doing a piece called "The Curse Of The Wet Dick," but I know I'll just take a lot of flack from my kid, who is a professional flack.<BR/><BR/>By the way, Dick, your name has been mentioned in the monthly readers meals contest too.<BR/><BR/>Fondest regards,<BR/>JackJack Riepehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07531160098262862027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-5348364098139551962008-11-08T08:47:00.000-05:002008-11-08T08:47:00.000-05:00Dear John:Riding with Dick Bregstein is like hangi...Dear John:<BR/><BR/>Riding with Dick Bregstein is like hanging around with a total joke magnet. We have great rides, but man does stuff happen. And all of it is noteworthy.<BR/><BR/>I honestly think my arthritis got worse because I stopped riding do often without the source of all Dick Jokes. <BR/><BR/>Thanks for commenting...<BR/>As usual, your name has gone into the monthy riders meals contest. <BR/><BR/>Fondest regards,<BR/>JackJack Riepehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07531160098262862027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-20679762468703598962008-11-07T23:53:00.000-05:002008-11-07T23:53:00.000-05:00I am not totally sure, but I think Rogers made a d...I am not totally sure, but I think Rogers made a dick joke!Johnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10464143046998262941noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-87296056008647487682008-11-07T17:01:00.000-05:002008-11-07T17:01:00.000-05:00Yes, Jack, you have permission to use my photos. (...Yes, Jack, you have permission to use my photos. (I'm honored, actually.) But you have several typos in the paragraph that refers to me. <BR/>Alarm clocks: When I was in college, the local classical music station signed on at 6 AM, so I left my radio on all night and let the rooster-crow fanfare that begins Rimsky-Korsakov's Le Coq d'Or waken me.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02315611038282215675noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-35833822126093326792008-11-07T16:38:00.000-05:002008-11-07T16:38:00.000-05:00“Deer Crossing” signs at 30-second intervals cauti...<B><I>“Deer Crossing” signs at 30-second intervals caution the rider that “ forest rats on stilts” are lurking in every shadow. I had heard that Pennsylvania was issuing doe permits to inner city youths and allowing them to hunt with bats. I approve of positive “out of the box” thinking like this. </I></B><BR/><BR/>Well said. We're overrun with the little bas---ds here too. In fact I almost collected one in the truck's grill last night as she couldn't decide whether to run in front of me or simply into the driver's door. One of the reasons I REALLY don't like night riding that much any more.Canajunhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17529505799866207528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-49751933709167731182008-11-07T11:49:00.000-05:002008-11-07T11:49:00.000-05:00Too many, too few, who's say? If you're looking t...Too many, too few, who's say? If you're looking to be urbane, probably too many.<BR/><BR/>I am upset that you didn't use the title "Leather Dick and the Whip", however. :)MattPiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13478095197681336275noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-18977766206064765502008-11-07T11:43:00.000-05:002008-11-07T11:43:00.000-05:00Good report Jack, but I thought Dick was the last ...Good report Jack, but I thought Dick was the last to arrive that morning...showing up somewhere around 9:30 DST (Dick's Starting Time). Regrettably I had to cut out early (At Rte's 401 and 113) to tend to some other obligations which, yes, included some hot thespian action.<BR/><BR/>Regarding your sidebar about possibly having too many Dick jokes, I suppose that depends on what kinds of internet searches you wish your blog to show up on. By the way...did you realize the web address for Dick's Sporting Goods is not Dicks.com?? That discovery makes for a bad start to one's morning.<BR/><BR/>Mike EvansMichael Evanshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15716779367940562583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-35809421463429899712008-11-07T11:38:00.000-05:002008-11-07T11:38:00.000-05:00Another outstanding and descriptively written ride...Another outstanding and descriptively written ride report Jack, if only I could write such stuff....<BR/><BR/><B>"“We figured you were coming in the truck,” said Robinson. I couldn’t help but notice a tinge of regret in his voice and a can of blue paint alongside his red “K” bike."</B> <I> This made me laugh out loud in my cubicle at work, there was then a short period of commentary from my co-workers wondering what the heck reason I could possibly have to be happy at work.</I><BR/><BR/><B>"Note the weather vane on the roof of the blacksmith shop... Can you imagine<BR/>the one they would have had on the roof of the local bordello? I want this blog<BR/>to be well-known for its reference to items of historical significance."</B> <I>A big thank you from us History Majors who after getting a useless degree, ended up working in a totally unrelated field after ten years of dressing like trees for Uncle Sam.<BR/></I><BR/><B>"Our only stop on this little ride was at the Strasburg Rail Road, one of the most incredible operating steam train museums in the east. I love trains and I love this place."</B> <I>Ya know Jack, there's the Colorado Train Museum near Golden, CO....you ever make it out here, we can do the beer tour at Coors and then hit the museum...</I><BR/><BR/><B>"On another day, I watched a woman who had just had a brain transplant from a bottle of Airwick Solid take her daughter by the hand and cross the tracks in front of a moving steam locomotive -- less than 20-feet away. It would have been a bad day had either the kid or she stumbled. You can’t stop one of these things in 20 feet. Understandably, the woman probably thought that I would run in and save her. Not unless she was naked."</B><I> hmmm, what about if she'd just had jodhspurs on and nothing else?<BR/></I><BR/><BR/>cheers!<BR/><BR/>domredlegsrideshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10927757855921321097noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-5667228292275031232008-11-07T10:59:00.000-05:002008-11-07T10:59:00.000-05:00Hi Jack,Keep your Dick jokes coming!! and show mor...Hi Jack,<BR/><BR/>Keep your Dick jokes coming!! and show more of the Hotties in jodhpurs. Gets me through cold upstate NY days....kpgraphixhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13238916444772161300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-20017389515063181122008-11-07T10:17:00.000-05:002008-11-07T10:17:00.000-05:00Dear Jack:Being the brunt of most of the "dick" jo...Dear Jack:<BR/>Being the brunt of most of the "dick" jokes I have to agree with your daughter. If I weren't the brunt, I'd still take her side, because she's cute (I know that's a sexist remark -- just live with it. I'm not gonna change).<BR/>Thanks for organizing this ride. It was a beautiful day to be out on a bike with my good friends and you. Your ride planning was "the nines," and the day was a ten for me.<BR/>Your wrinkled riding buddy,BMW-Dickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17923099195434220681noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-87737952400078554032008-11-07T10:15:00.000-05:002008-11-07T10:15:00.000-05:00Hell when you have a friend like Dick Bregstein th...Hell when you have a friend like Dick Bregstein the dick jokes never end! <BR/><BR/>Too many? Blasphemy!Johnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10464143046998262941noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-23196680246773160192008-11-07T10:14:00.000-05:002008-11-07T10:14:00.000-05:00Dear Darkside:It's funny that you mentioned "Umbre...Dear Darkside:<BR/><BR/>It's funny that you mentioned "Umbrella Girls." I'm working on that too. Your name has been added to the November readers meals contest.<BR/><BR/>Fondest regards,<BR/>JackJack Riepehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07531160098262862027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-13584098198555605452008-11-07T10:04:00.000-05:002008-11-07T10:04:00.000-05:00i have to agree with your daughter, too many "dick...i have to agree with your daughter, too many "dick" jokes, not enough photos of umbrella girls.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-63769737448095642432008-11-07T09:08:00.000-05:002008-11-07T09:08:00.000-05:00Dear Conchscooter:Her advice is usually good, but ...Dear Conchscooter:<BR/><BR/>Her advice is usually good, but I just hate to give in on the first round. It was good to see your comment today. Your name has been entered into the monthly riders meals contest. <BR/><BR/>Fondest regards,<BR/>JackJack Riepehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07531160098262862027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-71034687714689150012008-11-07T02:27:00.000-05:002008-11-07T02:27:00.000-05:00"Too many" seems a bit judgemental. And asking pas..."Too many" seems a bit judgemental. And asking passersby to get in the middle of a family dispute is just daft. Oh wait, I forgot whose blog this is.Conchscooterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08016331487463993200noreply@blogger.com