If you read my last post, you already know I found my next topic on the way home that day. A quick stop at the Psycho Silo for a drink and some live music led to a return trip the following week.
It was going to be a perfect day to ride, and I was not willing to take the direct route there. So while we were hanging out on Saturday night, he suggested I lay out our plan. After staring at our large-print road atlas (if you don’t have one, I highly suggest making it your next purchase) for way longer than a normal person, I had it all mapped out.
A quick smile for the camera along Grandview Drive in Peoria Heights, Ill.
The morning was beautiful, with bright blue sky and low winds. Our first destination was Grandview Drive for a quick photo op. We needed more photos for next year’s calendar (bike themed, of course). It was early enough we could grab some great shots before the crowds arrived around lunchtime.
On a previous trip to check out the then-Pioneer Club in Kewanee, we discovered another dining option just a block away called Cerno’s Bar and Grill. A quick web search revealed a promising Ride to Eat destination for another day — and that day was finally here.
The relentless July heat had finally let up, making for near perfect riding conditions. Basking in the warm sunlight, I felt the world melt away as he took us north.
A little photo shoot fun outside Cerno’s in Kewanee, Ill. The mural in the background is one of my favorites by the Walldogs.
When the husband recently asked, “How about a Saturday night dinner ride to Gil’s?” I was all in. Not only do I really enjoy Gil’s, but the date night could double as this month’s article. (Don’t you love it when everything works out so well?!)
Gil’s Supper Club in Hanna City, Ill.
Now, Hanna City is only 20 minutes down the interstate, but where’s the fun in that? We instead opted to weave our way across rural northeast Peoria. The only flaw in our route: the Old English Faire at Wildlife Prairie Park. Thankfully, the traffic wasn’t bad that time of day, and we crept right through.
Turning onto Main Street in Hanna City, the line of cars vying for spots reminded me just how popular Gil’s Supper Club is. Continue reading
Watch for this sign when you head out of Cedar Point to avoid missing the turn into The Gunsmoke Grill.
In anticipation of the long Memorial Day weekend, I pulled up the May issue of BikerSpot Magazine online to find some eating destinations requiring longer rides. Viola — just across from my article was a full-page ad for The Gunsmoke Grill in Cedar Point.
Well, technically, it’s not in Cedar Point.
It was a picture perfect Sunday. Bright blue sky dotted with puffs of fluffy white clouds promised a smooth day ahead. Continue reading
While pondering new Ride to Eat destinations recently, I asked BikerBob for some recommendations. He suggested several places that support the magazine, including Knuckleheads Roadhouse in Washburn. Scheduled to host its first BikerSpot Sunday Funday that weekend, Knuckleheads became the obvious choice. But, I will get to those other places he mentioned soon.
It was a glorious Sunday. The forecast called for sunshine and a high of 80 — time to ride!
Parked at the marina in Lacon by the Illinois River.
On warm summer mornings, we often ride early to enjoy some quality wind time before returning home to take care of all that pesky work that comes with a big yard. Those days, our Ride to Eat destination is always the same: Brasky’s Bar & Grill.
Conveniently located just north of Route 6 on Knoxville Avenue in Peoria, Brasky’s is a casual bar with good food and a great staff. And it’s our neighborhood place, which is why we frequent it on Sundays for a quick lunch between parking the bike and tackling the yard. Well, that and fantastic Sunday specials! Continue reading
Traverse City, Mich. to Newberry, Mich.
I still can’t believe it … after three whole days of riding, I woke up ready to rock and roll. I might even say I was excited, surprising since Day 4 posed the biggest hurdle of the entire trip (in my mind, at least): crossing the Mackinac Bridge, but we’ll talk about that later.
Unfortunately, there was some confusion about when the hotel started serving breakfast, so we opted to head out early and grab something on the road. The radar, something I had become quite familiar with over the past several days, showed a break the rain that we wanted to take advantage of to start our day. We packed the bike pretty quickly — thanks to the West Bay Beach Resort and their offer of the covered, front-door parking — and were on our way. Continue reading