
On Monday, June 16, at 7 am Eric and I departed from Moorhead, MN and headed east for Walker, MN. It was a bit chilly - 51 degrees. We arrived at the casino in Walker, MN at our scheduled meeting time 11 am. The valet parking attendant showed us where we could park our bikes. I thought it was nice we got to be right up by the front door. He then went on to explain that they didn’t want motorcycles parking on the asphalt and leaving dents.
Adrian arrived a few minutes later. Eric was sure he could hear him coming down the road before we actually saw the bike, a black Griso. We had the official photograph and then all agreed we needed a cup of coffee to take off the morning chill. We tried to have a cup at the casino, but after looking around for a few minutes (and being asked NOT to take pictures inside…) we decided to head into town for a slightly less noisy environment. We parked in downtown Walker and Adrian treated us to coffee. I actually had a “Breve” since it flatters my bike. It was nice to talk to another Guzzi rider. We told him to look us up if he is ever in town.
Eric and I then headed to Akeley, MN where I posed with Paul Bunyan. Then it was off to Itasca State Park to get a few photos at the headwaters of the Mississippi. The park also has a beautiful one-way scenic loop through the park. The road was full of wonderful curves. This kind of road does not exist out on the prairie so we take advantage of them every chance we get.
I had hoped to get pictures at the world’s largest prairie chicken, the world’s largest loon, and the world’s largest turkey, but there just wasn’t time. We needed to be to the Fargo Theatre by 7 pm. We had invited all of the local riders we could think of for a picture. There ended up being five of us, a Norge, a 750 Breva, a Jackal, a Quota, and an 1100 Breva. What’s neat is we have never gathered before as a group. We decided to extend the evening and have dinner at Sammy’s Pizza down the street. It was a great evening.
That night at home and early the next morning I was in a bit of a panic. I didn’t know where to take the baton next. I had planned on taking it to Watertown, SD to give it to Neil. The trouble was he wasn’t going to be able to move it along until Friday and even then he didn’t know where to take it. With the relay team’s blessing I ended up calling a fellow MN Guzzi rider from Duluth that I knew was going to the National Rally. He agreed to meet me and carry the baton the rest of the way.
So Tuesday at 8 am I headed out alone and rode to Garrison, MN. I met Steve in front of the world’s largest walleye (what else?) and officially handed the baton over. We had lunch at the local diner and parted ways.
Total time with the baton - 24 hours
Total miles carrying the baton - 374 miles
I know Steve will be carrying the baton west starting at the end of the week. He told me he’ll keep his eyes peeled for another rider. Perhaps others will still be able to help carry the baton. If you’re looking for him he’ll be riding a hot dog and mustard EV and his wife will be on a silver Norge.
Best of luck to the baton and everyone helping to get it to the rally!
See Lori’s great photos HERE.