How I spent my Spokane Scoot
SPOKANE—So what did we do all weekend? There was a meet-and-greet Friday evening, then a short ride to a local pub, including a killer view of Spokane, which looks like a miniature version of the Los Angeles Basin, because it, too, is in a valley.
Saturday morning, we had coffee at Thomas Hammer Coffee and breakfast at the Satellite Diner, both in downtown Spokane. This is Minions breakfast special number three. Of five.
We rode out of town to another place with a killer vista. You don’t have to go far from Spokane to be out in the sticks.
Then we rode to Lake Coeur d’Alene. Which is in Idaho. But it’s only about 40 miles away from Spokane. Lake Coeur d’Alene is huge. And blue.
After lunch, we rode back to Spokane. I don’t remember if I took this pic in Idaho or Washington.
Interestingly, there were no “Welcome to Idaho” or “Welcome to Washington” signs anywhere on our route. The easiest way to tell you were in a different state was by the texture of the pavement.
After a rest/clothes change break, we all went to a BBQ hosted by a member of The Minions SC. We played games.
Some people even got tattoos, which were free. I was not one of them. Yes, sterile needles were used.
Trophies were handed out. I got the one for longest distance ridden. In fact, there were only three out-of-towners: yours truly, our friend Chuck, who was wrapping up his epic MP3 road trip, and Rob from Tri-Cities. I got the trophy because my ride was strictly for the rally, while in Chuck’s case it was on his way.
On Sunday, we rode from here…
The Scoop serves ice cream. In case you hadn’t already guessed.
The Scoop is, what, a block or two away from Huckleberry’s? Of course, we took the Fourth Dimensional route (i.e., looking through an infinitely powerful telescope would allow you to see the back of your own head) via Riverside State Park, Airway Heights and Browne’s Addition.
A busy, but fun weekend. The rides were great—scenic, interesting and best of all, led at a pace that allowed you to enjoy the scenery. And when it comes to hospitality, nobody beats The Minions. They make everybody feel welcome.
Oh, and thanks again to my hosts Ian and Betty. I slept like a log Friday and Saturday nights.