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    Well this maybe a long one, so bear with me and I hope it isnít to boring. It was in about 86 or 87. As some know. The race in Lakeland Florida was a big Ally race for years. Well this particular year Hans Krage came over a few weeks early, staying with Ralph and Shirley in Atlantafor maybe a week. I think he may have borrowed a car from Ralph but he wanted to come to Florida and make arraignments for his Mrs and family. At this time also Deiter was also coming to Florida a week before the race. Well Hans stopped by my house to spend the night and have dinner and such, and Deiter was to arrive the next day along with Krista, Hans Wife, and Peter and his sister and boy friend. We started drinking adult beaver ages about five or so when I got home from work. Had a nice dinner and continued to enjoy the adult beverages. Well after a time we finished off my fresh family size bottle of Jack Daniels. Then we finished of Krageís bottle of Martel, ( his baby as he always said). Next up we made Black Russians and drank those. The last thing I remember was Hans and me staying out in my back yard in our skivees looking at the full moon. Next day was a bad day for me at work, so I left at about 10:00 in the morning, I was a hurting pup. Konig showed up at the house that afternoon and we then headed over to friends to pick up the ski boat for the next dayís fun in the sun. That night we all went to bed early and also Hanís clan showed up and with Peter Konig in tow. Of the the water we go for some fun. I taught some how to ski and they were all having a good time when it was suggested that I ski. I said who will drive the boat? Deiter immediately volunteered and the ski show was on. Well after doing some tricks and stunts, Deiter decided to go close to the beach and I was outside the wake making a cut close to were others were standin. Well Deiter and I got a bit to close to the beach, and the ski I was on stuck to the beach bottom and out of the binders I came, running faster than man can run. I went maybe 10 feet or so before I went feet up and proceeded to cut a furrel in the sand with my balding head, and then flipped one more time and landed on my feet up right. Well everyone thought it was planed and they all were applauding including Deiter. This rubbed the hide off my head like a road rash. Well all was good and we headed back to go out to dinner. We went to a nice place called Steak and Ale, I think also Ralph showed up by that time as well. So as I said, get a bit drunk with Krage and no sleep, I did not eat the next night as I was too tired. So at the restaurant, I ordered the biggest Steak and trimmings they had. Everyone else also ordered, but Konig just had something very small like a salad. I asked Deiter was he did not order a steak. He said to me,Ē I see that you order big piece of meat. It is impossible for you to eat such a large piece of meat and all else, so I will eat what you donít.Ē I said Deiter donít bet on that. He said he knew and was not possible. So I ate and I mean everything and there was little left on the bone even. I took the bone off my plate and said to Deiter, Here is your meal! The part for the dog, enjoy this. He was beside himself and did not know I could eat so much, but we all had a good laugh. The next day we were off to Lake Mattie for testing. Things were going good and I was changing a prop on one of the boats, and I get a tap on my shoulder, and hear Bill Van ask, What did you do to the top of your head? As everyone one started laughing, and all I said was , well Bill itís like this,I tried some cool and it didnít work out!. I will tel of another time when Deiter came to my home, that Ralph gave me hell about. Oh and the bet Ralph spoke about, Konig said to me if I could eat all, he would buy my meal. One of many steak bets we had over the years, and I didnít have to buy once. Those bets were about D motor power.
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    I was reminded to renew this story a few days ago when Peer Krage sent me a picture of me at Grein. I will have to continue the Douglas Willey story without Steve to correct my memory. I arrived at Grein a day late after forgetting forgetting my passport. Hans Krage had brought our equipment from Berlin and the boats were already pitted with Douglas. The pits were a parking lot right on the river, which was good, but it was about ten feet above the water with a bank almost straight down to the jetty. The organizer had to have extra people help get the boats up and down. The river was smooth except for the swells, which made it impossible or impracticable to run at full speed. The race was was a loser except for me and Steve meeting new drivers, and antics of Hans and Douglas. We were pitted next to the Russians and Douglas had brought a couple of bottles of Drambuie. which the Russians really liked. Hans had his usual bottle of Martel, Steve and I had our JD and we had an outdoor cocktail party.
    Monday morning I rode with Hans and Steve rode with Douglas and Paul, Douglas's pit man, to Berlin for a race the next weekend. MRC, the Berlin boat club was the organizer for an OD championship at Oberhavel, which Douglas entered, I don't remember if it was EC or WC. Steve and I entered the OC and OB, which was not a championship race. MRC had arranged for pit crews to stay at a dormitory type facility that was used for rowing competition. Gerhardt who helped MRC with the races and his wife were the operators and also served meals and ice for our cocktails. The four of us were assigned a room with two double bunk beds. Can you imagine sleeping with three guys getting tuned up snoring in unison. Another unusual thing about it, it had only one big bath room with toilets and showers on each floor and it was coed, we were taking showers with women next to us. On one night Scott Smith and Dieter showed up and we got caught up on Douglas Willey stories. Steve And I did not do well in the race, but Douglas finished second to a tunnel boat from Austria. They were still running together back then. I had met Douglas and Chris Appleby at a race in Linz, Ausria in 1980 and again at Nottingham in 1984, when Douglas invited me to come back over to go on one of his pheasant shoots. This started a long progression of trips to Mundfort, the last was in 2000 when Hans Krage came over. Hans took his quota of Pheasant home in his suitcase without gutting them, he said later they tasted good.Name:  IMG_1158.JPG
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    This was Steve's boat I am sitting in, I don't know why. You can see the bow of my boat on the left.

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    That is a great story Ralph. I have listened to Douglas' stories sitting in his Citroen in the Pits in Berlin, and Hans' stories in his caravan at the same pits in Berlin when they were both there. I never was around them at the same time telling stories. I would have liked to just sit there listening to them swap tales. I cannot imagine rooming with them. And then on top of all that, Steve Litzell listening in. I miss that guy. I wish I could hear him telling all the rest of the stuff you guys did on your trips over there.



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    Thanks Wayne, Steve and I made several more trips to Berlin and Europe also. One of the the best was when we went with Stan Levendusky, I believe in 1987. We hit Berlin first and then to Milan for the 350 WC. Another good one was without Steve, when I went to Russia with Hans, Dieter and Peer and Peter in 1988 for the 500 WC. actually Ukraine today. We had a caravan of western drivers that all met in Poland and drove to Ternopil together. The Russians required that we stay together in a convoy with a police car in front and rear. Good stories, I'll get to later.

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