Shifting Gears

“We’re going to party like a rock star!” – Joe Wofford

As the calendar changes to 2022, we reflect on 2021 and begin to imagine what kind of party might be sufficient to celebrate our 25th anniversary as a Chapter of Women On Wheels®.

We have six months to prepare to host the 22nd Missouri Women On Wheels® (MO WOW) State Rally, seven months to make plans to attend the 36th Women On Wheels® International Ride-In™ and celebrate the 40th anniversary of Women On Wheels®, and twelve months to participate in weeknight/weekend rides, state lunches/events, monthly meetings, and other spontaneous gatherings.

Below are a few more highlights from 2021. We’ve already written about the annual MO WOW Touring/Photo Contest and International Female Ride Day.

In early May, we had the great privilege to host WOW president, Carol, and enjoyed a day of riding, eating, sightseeing, and laughter.
Later in May, Carol joined the members of MO WOW at the State Ride to Lunch in Warsaw, MO.
In June, we attended the 21st Annual MO WOW State Rally held in Monett. Hosted by Missouri’s Lady Cruisers of the Ozarks Chapter, we enjoyed the scenic roads in southwest Missouri.
Several members attended the 35th WOW International Ride-In in Lake George, NY. After several days of riding in the rain, these four opted to walk to dinner one evening. Cris suggested going down to the hotel’s front desk to inquire about trash bags that could be turned into makeshift ponchos. Hearing this, Jackie proudly pulled three ponchos out of her bag. Perhaps Jackie was a Girl Scout and trained to always “be prepared”?
In October, we took a fall foliage ride through Calhoun County via the Illinois River Road and Kampsville River Ferry. Although the fall foliage was sparse, there was still plenty of beautiful nature to enjoy.

Later in October, we participated in a “Trunk or Treat” event hosted by Jenean’s church. The treats, motorcycles, and Mr. Bones were spook-tacular. The chicken brought out her inner comedi-hen. Her taste in humor is im-peckable; pure poultry in motion.
We are grateful for the leadership of our Chapter Director, Alice, and are especially proud of our “Cover Girl,” as she appears on the January/February/March 2022 “Women On Wheels®” magazine.
Our Chapter lost an “honorary member” in December. Many of us first met Joe at the Lake George Ride-In, his most recent motorcycle trip. At his service, it was said that Joe loved to party. (Photo courtesy Jenean.)

Per Wikipedia, “A party is a gathering of people who have been invited by a host for the purposes of socializing, conversation, recreation, or as part of a festival or other commemoration or celebration of a special occasion.”

We invite interested riders in the St. Louis metro area and beyond to join us in our 25th year. We have 12 months to party! Let’s get started.

By Cris

Itty Bitty City

The 2021 Missouri State Women On Wheels® Annual Touring Contest has ended. The theme to visit Missouri places with the same name as cities in another state took us to cities big and small. These are the tiniest towns as determined by their 2020 population per missouri-demographics.com or a Google search if the city was not listed there.

Foley (Lincoln County), population 89. Foley is located on Highway 79, approximately 20 miles north of Interstate 70 near St. Peters. Scenic 79 is also known as the Little Dixie Highway of the Great River Road. Travel north for another 70 miles and spend a few hours exploring Hannibal, the hometown of Mark Twain.
McKittrick ( Montgomery County), population 77. McKittrick was platted in 1895 when the railroad was extended west. The tracks are gone and trains no longer bring visitors to town, but bicycles do via the McKittrick Trailhead on the Katy Trail. Visitors to historic Hermann can find McKittrick just 3 miles north on Highway 19.
Country Life Acres, Village of (St. Louis County), population 72. Kudos to Alice for finding this one–somewhere around the crossroads of Clayton and Des Peres Roads. Perhaps Country Life Acres, Maryland, is a bit easier to find.
Ionia (Benton/Pettis Counties), population 71. For a while, the post office established in 1867 served the citizens of Ionia City. The city’s name was shortened to Ionia in 1895 and the post office serves patrons in this city that lies in two counties.
Vandiver, Village of (Audrain County), population 63. There isn’t much information to be found about this tiny village, but we were glad to find this sign as we passed through on Highway 54 between Mexico and Martinsburg.
Paynesville (Pike County) population 60. Established in 1821, Paynesville was named after William Payne, a St. Louis-based tradesman. The Meloan, Cummins & Co., General Store, seen in the background, stands at the intersection of Highways H and W north of Elsberry and was listed on the National Register of Historic Places in 1993.
Truxton (Lincoln County), population 59. In its heyday, Truxton had a livery, carpenter shop, wagon maker, milliner and dressmaker, grist and sawmills, two churches, a high school, newspaper publisher, hotel, more than a dozen stores/shops1, and an estimated population of 250. The city is named in honor of Commodore Thomas Truxton, a Revolutionary War naval officer.
Whiteside (Lincoln County), population 52. William Whiteside was the original owner of the site located on Highway Z off Highway 61 about 14 miles north of Troy. This post office has been in operation since 1883. When Dayton Moxley served as its first Postmaster, first-class stamps cost four cents.
Chesapeake (Lawrence County), population 48. Established in 1850, the city was named to commemorate the capture of the USS Chesapeake at the Battle of Boston Harbor on June 1, 1813, during the War of 1812. Two hundred-twenty six men were killed or wounded in the 15-minute battle against the Royal Navy’s HMS Shannon.
St. Cloud (Crawford County), population 43. St. Cloud has a total land area of 1.24 square miles. Without this sign posted between Bourbon and Sullivan off Interstate 44, one might enter and exit St. Cloud without the realization of ever having visited.
Pendleton (Warren County), population 34. Pendleton, five miles west of Warrenton, was built for the Wabash railroad in 1858. Today Pendleton has a general store, about a dozen residences, and the Methodist Episcopal Church, erected in 1872 at a cost of $1,000, or roughly $22,670 in today’s money.
Danville (Montgomery County), population 28. At 24, there are almost as many American cities named Danville as there are residents in this town located at the intersection of Interstate 70 and Highway 161 roughly midway between Warrenton and Kingdom City. Founded in 1834, Danville, Missouri, was named after Danville, Virginia.
Champ (St. Louis County), population 13. We’ve written about Champ in a prior blog post. Established in 1959, Champ currently contains six households, a church, and a landfill that opened in 1974.
Mount Sterling (Gasconade County), population 8. One can feel confident knowing there are 14 cities named Mount Sterling in America. Questionable is its population. Depending on source material, the population varies from 8 to 55. This blogger believes the discrepancy is based on the actual number of people who reside in Mount Sterling and those in the 65062 ZIP code serviced by the tiny Post Office inside the Schaeperkoetter Store at 2718 Highway A off Highway 50 between Linn and Drake. In either case, Mount Sterling qualifies as an itty bitty city.

By Cris

1https://www.google.com/books/edition/History_of_Lincoln_County_Missouri_from/HtEyAQAAMAAJ?hl=en&gbpv=1&dq=lincoln+county+missouri+towns+truxton&pg=PA451&printsec=frontcover

A Motorcyclist’s Life: The Wild, Weird, and Wonderful

In the book “Secret St. Louis: A Guide to the Weird, Wonderful, and Obscure“, author David Baugher takes readers on a tour of 97 unique and little-known places.

The annual Missouri Women On Wheels® Touring/Photo Contest serves the same purpose. When one visits a place to earn another point for the Contest, one may not know the history of that place. Although we didn’t know it, the Heartland Chapter had already visited a a few of Baugher’s places in 2021 before this blogger heard about the book.

Place 1: The Big Cone
Where: 6930 Weber Road; Affton, MO (on the grounds of Mesnier Primary School)
See blog post “All [Rocky] Roads Lead to Ice Cream
Place 3: Bigfoot®
Where: 2286 Rose Lane; Pacific, MO
Bigfoot #1, a modified Ford F-250 “Monster” truck, was built by Bob Chandler in St. Louis, in the mid-1970s. Bigfoot #5, built in 1986 is 15′ 6″ tall, weighs 38,000 pounds, and is the Guinness record holder for the tallest and widest pickup truck in the world.
Place 9: The Old Chain of Rocks Bridge
Where: Chouteau Island to St. Louis (easiest access from Chouteau Island on the Illinois side)
The Old Chain of Rocks Bridge was chosen as the cinematic double for the 69th Street Bridge in John Carpenter’s 1981 movie, “Escape from New York”. https://youtu.be/0sZoWuWYBPE
Place 26: Champ, MO
Where: Along Creve Couer Mill Road near the Interstates 70 and 270 interchange
You’ll need good Google Earth or Google Map skills or a friend familiar with the area to help you find Champ–population 13. Incorporated and mayored by Bill Bangert in 1959, today’s Champ is primarily a landfill. Bangert’s visionary plans for Champ were mocked for decades, but his ideas of domed stadiums and shopping malls are now part of the national landscape.
https://www.stltoday.com/news/local/metro/bill-bangert-dies-worlds-strongest-mayor-created-champ/article_79624cf4-353e-5e5f-b4c9-595fffeee048.html
Place 38: Piasa Bird
Where: Illinois Route 100 about a mile north of Alton, IL
The Piasa Bird’s mythology began with Native Americans. Explorer Jacques Marquette is said to be the first European to discover the original artwork of the Illini more than 300 years ago. Attempts to restore the original artwork began in the 1920s and remains a never-ending maintenance project. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Piasa

Place 54. St. Louis County is known for its dozens of municipalities. In less than .75 mile on Interstate 170 between Page Avenue and Natural Bridge Road, three different city limit signs are visible at one time. Motorists cross from Overland to Charlack to Sycamore Hills and back to Charlack before motoring on to St. John and Bel-Ridge.

Place 59: Statue for Robert Pershing Wadlow, the World’s Tallest Human
Where: 2800 College Avenue; Alton, IL
See blog post “Where’s Wadlow?
Place 85: Eureka, MO
Where: Interstate 44 west of the Meramec River
City lore says that the name was inspired by an 1850’s railroad worker who was tired of moving and laying track on the bluffs on the outskirts of town and was so thrilled to finally see a stretch of straight, flat land that he yelled “Eureka!” Eureka translates from ancient Greek to English as “I have found it!”

Every ride is an opportunity to discover something new and unlike anything else. Eureka!

By Cris

Sacred Land

“It’s so important that we acknowledge that these buildings are built on the homes of their ancestors.”1

Mary McKay, Neidorff Family and Centene Corporation Dean of the Brown School, 2021 Brown School and Sam Fox School of Design & Visual Arts Commencement Ceremony

This tribal map of the United States was found on the website www. native-land.ca/. According to the site, “Native Land is an app as well as a website designed to show people what indigenous groups once lived in places they currently live in. All you need to do is enter the zip code or type the name of the town you’re interested in and the interactive map will zoom in on your inquiry, color-code it, and reveal data on the area’s Indigenous history, original language, and tribal ties.”

As I ride in search of Missouri cities with the same name as other cities for the 2021 Missouri Women On Wheels®MO WOW Annual Touring/Photo Contest, two thoughts come to mind:

  1. Missouri’s backroads, filled with small towns, old barns, pastured cows, and acres of hay and corn fields were once the lands of indigenous people.
  2. In her remarks to the 2021 graduates from the Brown School (social work/public health/social policy) and the Sam Fox School (art, design, and architecture), dean Mary McKay of the Brown School, said: “I’d like to take a moment and recognize that Washington University occupies the land of native people. It’s so important that we acknowledge that these buildings are built on the homes of their ancestors.”1
Missouri tribal map at www. native-land.ca
Defiance, Missouri: Kickapoo, Kaskaskia, Osage, Quapaw, and Missouria.
Vandalia, Missouri: Kickapoo, Kaskaskia, Osage, Peoria, Sauk & Fox, and Missouria
Canton, Missouri: Kickapoo, Peoria, Sauk & Fox, Osage, Potawatomi, and Missouria.

“The Missouria or Missouri indigenous peoples gave Missouri its name. The tribe belongs to the Chiwere division of the Siouan language family, together with the Iowa and Otoe. The tribe originated in the Great Lakes region and began migrating south in the 1500s. The tribe lived near the mouth of the Missouri at its confluence with the Mississippi River. In their own Siouan language, the Missouri call themselves Niúachi, also spelled Niutachi, meaning ‘People of the River Mouth’. At some point, the Missouria migrated west of the Missouri River into Osage territory. Today they are federally recognized as the Otoe-Missouria Tribe of Indians, based in Red Rock, Oklahoma.”2

“There are currently no federally recognized tribes in Missouri. Before the Indian Removal Act of 1830, there were nine tribes in Missouri, however other tribes inhabited and have connections to our state.

As we ride, let us follow the words of dean McKay:

“Let’s all celebrate and honor this ancestral native land and the sacred land of all indigenous people . . .”1

Especially we, the people of the river mouth, that live near the confluence of the Missouri and Mississippi Rivers.

1https://commencement.wustl.edu/commencement-may-2021/2021-livestream-recordings/

2https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Missouria

3https://libguides.jeffco.edu/missouritribes

By Cris

It’s a Wonderful, WOWderful Life

This year marks the 75th anniversary of the debut of “It’s a Wonderful Life”. For those who haven’t seen it at least once during its annual rebroadcast around Christmas, the movie tells the tale of George Bailey, played by Jimmy Stewart.

George had aspirations to change the world in big ways, but his father’s death and a growing family kept him in Bedford Falls. George gave up his dreams to travel the world to run his father’s loan business. When thousands of dollars accidentally disappear, a suicidal George plans to jump from a bridge until an angel named Clarence shows George what life for those living in Bedford Falls would have been like had George never been born.

When Alice, Jackie, Marie, and I stopped in Seneca Falls, New York, on our way home from the 35th Women On Wheels® International Ride-In™ in July, Alice and I visited the Seneca Falls It’s a Wonderful Life Museum at 32 Fall Street.

The opening scene of “It’s a Wonderful Life” welcomes viewers to Bedford Falls. The film’s director, Frank Capra, visited Seneca Falls in 1945 looking for inspiration. The fictional town of Bedford Falls is said to closely resemble Seneca Falls.
Luckily there was no snow in Bedford Falls when we visited in July, but Christmas decor can be found inside the museum all year round.

At the end of the movie, George looks inside a book given to him by Clarence. The book is only one of dozens of movie props in the Museum.

Yes, Clarence, no man [or woman] is a failure who has friends.

Sometimes I wonder what my life would be like if Women On Wheels® had never been born.

I cannot imagine as it’s truly been a WOWderful life.

____________

The 75th Anniversary Celebration of “It’s a Wonderful Life”
Seneca Falls, NY
December 8-12, 2021
https://www.wonderfullifemuseum.com/2021-festival/

By Cris

Paving the Way

“Perhaps we women should remember the suffragists whenever we wear trousers, ride a bicycle, sign a petition, or participate in a demonstration because these and many other things are now ours to choose as a result of their journey.” – Stephanie Hall1

This sign at the corner of Mynderse and Fall Streets in Seneca Falls, New York, marks the spot of the first woman’s rights convention held in the United States organized by Lucretia Mott and Elizabeth Cady Stanton on July 19-20, 1848.

Alice, Jackie, Marie, and I stopped here on our way home from the 35th International Women On Wheels® Ride-In™ held in Lake George, New York, July 13-15, 2021.

The Seneca Falls Convention laid the groundwork for changing the future for women, including a woman’s right to vote, but it also had an impact on female fashion.

“Fashions of the time were restrictive and contributed to women being seen as incapable. Voluminous skirts were both pointed to as evidence that women were incompetent and in fact limited what they were able to do.

Elizabeth Cady Stanton was interested in dress reform and learned of a new fashion worn by activist Elizabeth Smith Miller: a skirt or dress over loose trousers. She tried the outfit and introduced it to another activist and editor of the progressive magazine, The Lily, Amelia Bloomer in 1851. Bloomer promoted this new form of dress, particularly a version with very full trousers drawn in at the ankle. What was then called the “Bloomer outfit” was extremely controversial and was ridiculed by those who opposed social change.”2

Period illustration of a Bloomer Outfit, with a (relatively) short skirt over pantaloons. The engraving may depict Elizabeth Smith Miller. https://freethought-trail.org/historical-events/event:suffragists-adopt-then-abandon-the-bloomer-costume/

“Stanton, Bloomer, and [Susan B.] Anthony all agreed that they should disassociate the suffrage movement from the Bloomer Outfit controversy so Amelia Bloomer’s bloomers did not catch on in the 1850’s, either as a suffrage garment or as fashion. But the problem of garments that got in the way of working, sports, and even ordinary activities of life continued to be a problem.

This changed with the introduction of the safety bicycle, a bicycle with two wheels of the same size that was easy for women to ride. Women could ride it with skirts, though its introduction did help raise hemlines. But garments for riding the bicycle: split skirts and full trousers gathered in below the knee started appearing in the 1880s and became the rage by the 1890s. The trousers were often called bloomers, although they had little resemblance to Amelia Bloomer’s costume of the 1850s.

There were, of course, grave concerns about women mounting bicycles and freely going off on their own, showing the shape of their legs as they did so. Women cycled on undaunted. When it came to greater freedom of dress and movement, the coming of the safety bicycle helped to bring an era of change that was unstoppable.”3

Or did it?

Bessie Stringfield was the first African-American woman to ride solo across the United States, making eight long-distance rides covering the lower 48 states at a time when women were not supposed to wear pants or ride a motorcycle. During World War II, Bessie worked as a civilian motorcycle dispatch rider. Despite completing intensive training and being the only female in her army unit, Bessie encountered prejudice on the road.

Dot Robinson also set an example in a time when motorcycling wasn’t considered proper for a woman. Dot worked as a motorcycle courier during WWII and assisted in the creation of the Motor Maids. Dot earned many motorcycle endurance race trophies, but she had to fight to compete. Attempts were made to prevent her from participating in the sport she loved, but she persevered and was allowed to compete, making it possible for other women to race.

In 1916, sisters Augusta and Adeline Van Buren rode coast to coast and were the first women to ride motorized vehicles to the summit of Pikes Peak. They wanted to convince the military that women were able to serve as dispatch riders. Although they did not achieve that goal, they proved that women were capable of far more than society was willing to accept.

“At the time, in many towns, especially in rural America, women wearing pants was a serious violation of the social order. Gussie and Addie were just out of Chicago, barreling west through the ring of small townships that radiated from the city through central Illinois, when they were pulled over by police for their scandalous dress and cited for wearing men’s clothing. This pattern was repeated several times as the sisters roared into towns unaccustomed to women on motorcycles, especially women unaccompanied by men, and definitely not accustomed to women on motorcycles, without men, wearing pants. Still, they persisted.”4

We, that ride, should always remember to honor those that paved the way for us to wear whatever we desire no matter where our journeys take us.

1, 2,3Hall, Stephanie. “Symbolism in the Women’s Suffrage Movement”. August 24, 2020. https://blogs.loc.gov/folklife/2020/08/symbolism-in-the-womens-suffrage-movement/

4https://www.adventure-journal.com/2019/07/the-van-buren-sisters-were-tough-as-nails-suffragist-moto-pioneers/

By Cris

Alice Looking Through the Glass

On a recent weeknight ride (24 May 2021), I was not able to join this ride on two wheels. Since I was still “on the clock” at my Daycare by Grandma job, my grandson Paul and I met at the designated meetup place in my car. Paul was excited to see the motorcycles and to be a part of the ride.

We had seven people on this ride—five bikes and one car. We followed the group and things were fine until the group came to a 4-way stop. As expected the bikes were able to continue as a group, but we had to wait our turn. At this point when we got separated from the bikes by a car and a truck, Paul, in his three year old voice said, “gran-ma, catch up to the mo-cycles.” Unfortunately we were on a road with no passing and Paul was not happy. I eventually was able to catch up and slip in behind the last bike. In the meantime, as many parents know what often happens to their little ones during a car ride, Paul did just that—he fell asleep. And he didn’t wake until we stopped at a gas station in Fenton to refuel before riding/driving our separate ways home.

The roads traveled were fantastic. A route summary: Long Road to Missouri State Hwy CC/Wild Horse Creek Road to Hwy 109 to MO State Hwy W to Twin River Road to MO State PP to Rock Creek Road to East Romaine Creek Road ending at gas station on Old Hwy 141 in Fenton. See map of this weeknight ride’s route.

In fact a google search of “good motorcycle routes in Jefferson County MO” gave me several routes. One, in particular listed our route in reverse (Hwy PP/Rock Creek Road to Twin River Road to W to 109 and on). https://www.motorcycleroads.com/motorcycle-roads/missouri/hwy-pptwin-rivers-road. Under Driver[Rider] Enjoyment for this route it says, “the road … is almost devoid of straight sections, with lots of elevation changes. There are some tight, technical corners that might catch out an inexperienced rider, but the ride is more fun than scary.”

Many of this weeknight’s ride was on roads I have ridden before and I remembered Rock Creek Road, in particular. Rock Creek Road has twisties and hairpin curves (think Missouri’s version of the Tail of the Dragon). Here is a pictorial of this windy road.

For a person who loves those types of roads, it was fun in a car but is even better on two wheels. Here are some photos taken from the car on those less-than-twisty roads.

Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head (and shoulders, back, arms, legs, and feet)

“I made it through the rain

And found myself respected

By the others who

Got rained on too

And made it through.”

Manilow, Barry. Kenny, Gerard, Sheppard, Drey, Manilow Barry, Sussman, Bruce, Feldman, Jack. “I Made it Through the Rain,”. Barry (1980). https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cfMhFnm-9S8&list=RDcfMhFnm-9S8&start_radio=1. Accessed 23 May 2021.
A filthy motorcycle is a badge of honor. It means you’ve endured and conquered a ride in the rain!

The below is reprinted (with edits) from the archives–dated 30 September 1999. These tips were circulated prior to the Chapter’s road trip to Kansas City to attend the Harley-Davidson® Assembly Plant’s Open House with the Show-Me Riders (Kansas City) Chapter.

It turns out it was very timely advice as a group of 12 or so Heartland riders showed up at the plant after riding 100+ miles in the cold and rain. A more sensible Kansas City group arrived in cars.

We are still getting rained on and deeply respect those who find themself in the middle of a drizzle or downpour for the first (Jo!), 4th, 40th or 400th time.


I found this short paragraph about riding in the rain.

” . . . at such times it rains hard or fast enough to soak even the most properly prepared rider. During such storms even cars pull over on the side of the road when visibility lessens. While I don’t encourage riding under such conditions, I have learned a great deal about the capabilities of my bike and its tires while caught in the rain. If you’re careful, watch out for puddles, avoid rain tracks in the lane, and prepare more for braking, it can actually be fun. More importantly, it builds confidence. If you haven’t ridden in the rain, how do you know you have the skills to survive a downpour? It’s all part of riding.” (Source no longer known.)

While I wouldn’t agree and say that riding in the rain is “fun”, it is one of those skills all riders need to have and hope we don’t have to use these skills often, though.

Being “properly prepared” includes purchasing good-quality rain gear. There are several styles made from different materials. Find gear that you feel comfortable wearing. It should be snug but allows for free movement of your head, arms, and legs. As added protection, leather should be treated with a waterproofing agent. The best I found is “Kiwi Camp Dry Heavy Duty Water Repellent” from a military surplus store. This stuff needs to cure 24-48 hours so be sure to plan ahead.

Helmet visors and windshields should be treated with “Rain-X” or a similar product which helps “move” water off the surface and prevents fogging. Be sure to use a very soft towel when applying to prevent scratching. Apply to both the inside and outside of your visor. A windshield should be mounted low enough to see OVER (not through). It is very dangerous to be looking through a rain spattered face shield and windshield at the same time.

When chilly, a pair of latex gloves on the INSIDE of your gloves will help keep your hands warm by keeping your body temperature contained. When raining, a larger pair of latex gloves (used for washing dishes) will help keep your gloves and hands dry. Even the most waterproofed gear eventually gets soaked if it rains long and hard enough.

Newspapers are a motorcyclist’s best friend. They can be used for insulation–stuff a few sheets in your jacket to help keep you warm–or crumple and stuff pages into your boots to soak up moisture overnight.

As for riding in the rain:

  • Slow down!
  • Increase your following distance.
  • Watch for puddles. Cars making huge splashes ahead of you are a good clue.
  • Increase your stopping distance and ease the brakes on gradually/front and rear/evenly.
  • Increase your speed gradually.
  • The road is most slippery when it first starts to rain. Oil and gunk which has built up on the road rises to the surface.
  • Take extra caution at gas stations . . . see above.
  • Avoid painted road surfaces.
  • DO NOT STOP under overpasses! If you cannot see, other drivers may not see you.
  • Less experienced “rain riders” should be positioned in the right portion of the lane so they’ll be farther away from large vehicles who splash rain on motorcyclists. (This is the part I like least about riding in the rain.)
  • Keep an eye on the weather! I have taken shelter from a severe thunderstorm/tornado in a car wash twice and ridden in snow flurries. I do not recommend either. ALWAYS carry your cold/wet weather gear and have an emergency plan in place.
  • If there is lightning, get off the road and take cover.
  • Riding in the rain can be stressful. If you feel you are about to have a melt-down, find a safe place to pull over, rest, regroup, or call it a day.

All [rocky] Roads Lead to Ice Cream

Editor’s note: The text in italics about the ice cream cone’s introduction at the 1904 World’s Fair and the history of Velvet Freeze ice cream is borrowed from http://losttables.com/vfreeze/vfreeze.htm.

In the April/May/June 2021 issue of “Women On Wheels®” magazine, it was announced that this year’s Member Challenge is riding for ice cream. WOW wants unique and quirky pictures of ice cream shops taken while members spread the word about WOW.

For International Female Ride Day on May 1, the Heartland Chapter took on the ice cream challenge. Of course we would. St. Louis has a long history with ice cream.

“Legend has it that at the 1904 St. Louis World’s Fair, a man purchased a waffle from a waffle man who happened to be next to an ice cream wagon. On impulse, the man rolled the fresh waffle into a cone, purchasing a scoop of ice cream and placed it inside his twisted waffle. The waffle man and the ice cream man saw the possibilities. Soon they were working together, selling ice cream cones.

By the end of 1935, brothers Oscar and Alexander Grosberg and Jacob Martin had formed Velvet Freeze, Inc. Within a year, Velvet Freeze had 50 stores in the St. Louis area. For many years, an 18′ tall fiberglass double-dip cone stood outside the two-story warehouse at 3230 Gravois. By June of 1986, the Velvet Freeze ice cream factory had ceased operation. The Affton School District acquired the cone in 1992.”
 

Velvet Freeze Plant, mid to late 1940s. Photo at http://losttables.com/vfreeze/vfreeze.htm
Roadside Attractions calls this the “Big School Ice Cream Cone”. You can find it on the grounds of Mesnier Elementary School at 6930 Weber Road in Affton, Missouri.

Only one Velvet Freeze remains in operation in the St. Louis area at 7355 West Florissant in Jennings. Unfortunately, the store was not open for business for another hour when we stopped and we decided not to wait. Happily, our ice cream cravings were not denied.

Where’s Wadlow?

“This is the first time in my life that I’ve ever felt small, and I like it.”

Robert Wadlow, “The Tallest Man in History” – The History Guy

The star of the “Where’s Waldo” series of books is a man in an iconic red-and-white striped shirt, round glasses, and a pom-pom hat trying to hide. Illustrated by Martin Handford, some spreads have thousands of similarly striped figures designed to challenge readers to find him in a crowd.

By the time Robert Wadlow started kindergarten in 1923 , he was already 5′ 4″ tall–the height of a 15 year-old boy. By the time he graduated from high school, he was 8′ 3″ tall and wore a size 37AA shoe.

Wadlow continued to grow until his death at age 22, reaching 8′ 11″ and earning the title of the World’s Tallest Man by Guinness World Records. A life-size statue and replica chair can be found in his hometown at 2810 College Avenue in Alton, Illinois.

While Waldo is drawn to be lost in a crowd, Wadlow didn’t have that option. Robert stood out wherever he went, except once among a grove of sequoia trees on a visit to California–see quote above.

While standing next to the statue, I put something into perspective. It’s easy to want things that are not guaranteed. At 5′ 2″ tall (or short), I often wished I had grown just a few inches more. Wadlow died at 22; I’m well into my 50’s. I can ride a motorcycle wearing normal-sized clothes and a size 10 women’s (men’s size 8.5) shoe.

On this day, it was especially nice to fit into a small crowd of COVID-19 vaccinated friends after 13 months apart and not feel hidden like Waldo or “too seen” like Wadlow.

Who can wish for anything more than that?

By Cris