.: About Chapter E :.

At chapter "E" we emphasize that we indeed are a team of riders/co-riders interested in Goldwings, riding, and most of all having fun. Some think that we are mostly interested in eating. You will need to join and be the judge! Come on out and join us! We would love to see you! We meet to eat at 6:30pm on the third Wednesday of each month and the Chapter meeting starts at 7:30pm. We are located in Fredericksburg, VA, about 50 miles south of Washington D.C. and about 50 miles north of Richmond, VA.

Directions from Spotsylvania Mall:

  • Route 3 East for approx 1.5 miles
  • Turn RIGHT (South) onto route 1 (Jeff Davis Hwy) for approx 4 miles
  • At the Four Mile Fork intersection, turn right onto Courthouse Rd (route 208)
  • Turn LEFT at the first traffic light and The Dyansty Buffet is on the left
Directions from I-95 Northbound:
  • Take exit to RT-1 North (Exit #126 - Fredericksburg Exit)
  • Go north on RT-1 for approximately 1.15 miles to Four Mile Fork (Pohanka Auto Dealership on right)
  • Turn left on Courthouse Rd, (SR-208)
  • At first light, turn left into Dynasty Buffet parking lot
Hope to see you there! Please contact us with any questions that you may have.



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Medical Exam
A woman brought a very limp duck into a veterinary surgeon.

As she laid her pet on the table, the vet pulled out his stethoscope and listened to the bird's chest. After a moment or two, the vet shook his head sadly and said, "I'm so sorry, your pet has passed away."

The distressed owner wailed, "Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure. The duck is dead," he replied.

"How can you be so sure", she protested. "I mean, you haven't done any testing on him or anything. He might just be in a coma or something."

The vet rolled his eyes, turned around, and left the room. He returned a few moments later with a black Labrador retriever.

As the duck's owner looked on in amazement, the dog stood on his hind legs, put his front paws on the examination table, and sniffed the duck from top to bottom.

He then looked at the vet with sad eyes and shook his head.

The vet patted the dog, took it out, and returned a few moments later with a beautiful cat.
The cat jumped up on the table and sniffed the bird from its beak to its tail and back again.
The cat sat back on its haunches, shook its head, meowed softly, jumped down and strolled out of the room.
The vet looked at the woman and said, "I'm sorry, but as I said, this is most definitely, 100% certifiably, a dead duck."

Then the vet turned to his computer terminal, hit a few keys, and produced a bill, which he handed to the woman.
The duck's owner, still in shock, took the bill. “$150!" she cried. “$150 just to tell me my duck is dead?!!"
The vet shrugged. "I'm sorry, if you'd taken my word for it, the bill would have been $20. But what with the Lab Report and the CAT scan, it all adds up."
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