[ModelT-MsDollie]

RIVER RATS Pt. 3
Airplanes motorcycles,trucks, and tractors?


-------What a combination. Add these things to a day swimming at the River and some people may wonder if I have totally lost it. Why yes I have. But that was long before I wrote this… today, Dec 7th 2009.
Way back in River Rat #1 I mentioned airplanes. I told a little story about the RIVER swimming hole number two. But saved this topic for another little story.
---You may be asking yourself, “How can someone way up in an airplane see people in and near a river flashing?” Well ask no more. I did mention two very small private airports in the area. Pilots and their students practiced touch-n-go and short flights from both airports which just happened to be among the farm land surrounding THE RIVER. Also, crop dusting was still being done in these areas to fertilize and for debugging of crops. Never even considered what those yeller or white clouds of smoke were doing to our lungs. Most of us lived threw it.
---As you will remember from my other stories, most of the gals, from teens up to even 40’s, weren’t bashfull about exposing their mammary glands back then while cavorting along the river bank. Apparently we grew up in the right place at the right time cause It just seemed natural and normal. And naturally I normally enjoyed it! Over time, at this new swimming hole next to the County road, the pilots flew lower to get a view of the river or something below. They often flew amazingly low and seemed to nearly stop overhead. Safe? I don’t know. As far as we know, none crashed near there.
--- As with the train crews at the other river swimming hole, gals seemed to be thrilled flashin and teasin the men in those small planes. Just guessing they were always men. This went on for many years also. Yes, we did switch off between the RR trestle swimming hole and this one. Often during the same afternoon since they weren’t far apart and gas was cheap.
---Farm tractors often passed over the bridge, even when it wasn’t planting or pickin times. Just their way of getting from farm to farm and to other fields. Also I believe because they sat higher for better viewing of the scenery below, they sometimes just took a little ride. Few tractors had cabs, stereos, AC or that crap back in the 60’s and 70’s. For some reason gals also got a kick out of showin their bare ass and boobs to the farmers. I guess cause the guys usually yelled nice things and seemed to enjoy the little peep shows.
---And I cannot forget those young kids who usually drove the grain trucks. Yes, I’m saying young gals flashed. But you can bet Dollie was often the young gal who caused the others to be showin their goods too. See, I’m doin good so far. That leaves only motorsickles. Sure there were many cars and pick-um-up trucks stopping for scenery checks also. Dollie was flashin from our cars and for others for many years before this. You just know I’ll have more stories about highway flashin.
--Over the years, I bought a bunch of small bikes, 100 CC, and finally a 150 Honda. The Honda barely carried the two of us around town and occasionally to the swimming holes. The 15 mile rides to Peoria and 50+ to Bloomington, Illinois was the last straw for Dollie. Especially when she had to walk up a steep hill in Peoria. And something about slipping back onto the license plate didn’t set well with her riding the little Honda anymore. It was fine for around town and takin us to the swimming holes on flat highway. It actually got up to the speed limit before we got to the river.
---May not have been safe or biker cool, but we often wore nothing except our bikini and tennis shoes. Then in 1965, I bought a new Mustang Fastback and a 1950 Harley tank shifter, one of the last non-Police bikes with chrome shifter on tank. I still think that was cool, with leather bags and big blue tint windshield. Both were high speed black. Yea, we still often rode wearing nothing but itty bitty bikini or short shorts. We weren’t bikers, but we were tough! By some chance of luck, I never crashed while dressed like that!
--- What we really liked about the bikes was we could go to either swimming hole at the river and hide the bike in the weeds. Seems as though with one of our cars, or street rods sittin along the road, someone else would show up to swim. When we hid the bike and stayed nearer the bridges, we often had either swimming hole all day to ourselves.
---Sure, we loved people back then, just like now. But we could do things in the river and under the bridges alone that we wouldn’t do in a crowd. Yes, that also changed after we got caught by a few others and learned how much fun kinky sex could be! So, still no dirty story this time. Just showing I could write about planes, trains, tractors and other stuff. Usually alone we both were naked, or Dollie at least topless. And the men in planes, trains, tractors, cars and trucks, even some other motorcycles, took a peek.
---Yes, we did get caught at the second swimming hole at the river once when we were all alone and Dollie was topless. A County cop stopped on the bridge and told us to either get under the bridge or get some clothes on!
Yep, life really was different and more fun back then.