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Story by Loney Wilcoxson I also have come to the conclusion that the “official cially. Well, once again Ralph’s assessment was
Photos by Loney and Stephanie Wilcoxson Sturgis Rally merchandise” is migrating farther spot on. Bart and Nikki Fredericksen have a culi-
south yearly as gas stations just north of St. Joseph, nary nirvana on their hands. From the exterior you
After not attending the annual festivities in Missouri even had an ample supply. see an average anywhere USA restaurant. Once
Sturgis for several years due to the “been there, Our ride to I-90 was basically uneventful, no inside the doors you are transported to an estab-
done that” feeling of it all, I was actually somewhat near accidents and a good traffic flow other than lishment not to be believed. I have eaten in plenty
excited at the prospect of attending this year’s rally. the stretches of the dreaded “road construction” of big name restaurants here in Kansas City and
Stories of lower prices and less crowding at the that seem to be an ever-present part of this route. across this country. Chef Louie’s takes a second to
2008 edition of the motorcycle classic had me We had planned to have dinner in Mitchell, SD and none of them. If my word isn’t good enough for
optimistic that the trend would carry into this year. to spend the night in White Lake. At Ralph’s urging, you, Google search reviews for this place. I am far
We left on the morning of August 1, and, for the we planned to eat at Chef Louie’s. According to from alone in my opinion. Knowledgeable, atten-
first time I could remember in a long time, we had Ralph, we would be getting the “best steak we had tive, and genuinely friendly staff that have the un-
damn near perfect weather to take on in. The skies ever eaten.” If I had a nickel for every time I have canny ability to be at your table just when you
were clear, and the air temperature was cool heard that line, I would be doing pretty well finan- need them, without the over-attentive and dis-
enough to warrant a jacket but was absolutely per-
fect at highway speeds. We had planned to take
the scenic route up, but due to unforeseen events
we were forced into a position of making time on
our trip. The slab seemed to be the way to go.
We motored up I-29 as usual, and I was sur-
prised by a couple of things on the road. The bikes
on the slab were few and far between. I have
never seen so few bikes on this ride. I did, how-
ever, see more trailers than I had ever seen. The
big 40-plus foot diesel pusher motor homes
seemed somewhat fewer than normal but small
trailers in the 8 to 16 foot range were everywhere.
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