Deb and I are members of the Porsche Club of America Central Indiana Region (PCACIR). The following pictures are of various PCACIR events that we've attended.



This is Deb and I just before the first Saturday of every month the club meets for breakfast. This foggy morning photo is for a breakfast meeting at Fort Benjamin Harrison before we left for breakfast.


These are some of the other club members that met at Fort Benjamin Harrison and after which we drove to breakfast.


This is another outing with the PCACIR at a locally famous eatery called Bonge's Tavern near Perkinsville, In (northeast of Indianapolis). Bonge's is so popular that patrons tailgate in the parking lot until their tables are ready. One of the other club members, Bob Snider, was kind enough to take this photo and send it to me. This is Deb and I arriving at Bonge's and parking next to a 997 turbo.

    
The above PDF pages were in the December issue of PCACIR CIRcular publication. It contained an article about the November First Saturday breakfast that was at the Lilly Mansion at the Indianapolis Museum of Art. My wife and I are featured in one of the photos during the tour. Afterward, we had a very nice breakfast in the museum with the other club members.


We went to Story, Indiana for a Saturday dinner, late afternoon July 18th, 2009. We met in Greenwood (where this picture was taken) and had a very nice drive on some very curvy roads to Story. At one point, we drove through Franklin, Indiana as it was having what appeared to be a county fair parade, that we drove through.


The Chuck Langeskamp Memorial Press on Regardless Winery Tour wasm held on Ocotober 17th, 2009, Saturday breakfast was at the Brown county Inn in Story, Indiana. Our breakfast was followed by the driver's meeting. I was in one the of first groups heading south. There were four headed out from the Inn first and moving east on 36 until turning south on 135. From the start of turning onto 135, we did some nice traveling. I was standing on the brakes going into some 90o turns; leaving the turn we accelerated to the max, nearly redlining every time. The sound of the engine downshifting as we approached the next turn was magnificent.