8 weeks 20,000 miles
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Alaska to Nova Scotia to Key West. The Southern most point on the U.S.
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Inside my motorcycle shed. Preparing for a trip of a lifetime for most, for me a summer.
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Packing for my journey.
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Alaska, 100 miles from home about.
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Matsu Valley 100 miles from home.
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Some of the prettiest scenery is right down the road from where I live.
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Waiting for two of my friends who came with me for the first two days.
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Still waiting, there a little slow.
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Still waiting looking at the pretty scenery.
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Fireweed, the Alaska state weed.
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It's been about 20 minutes still no Dan and Duane....
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Even the weeds are pretty in Alaska.
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Dan and Duane are catching up. I can here there bikes...
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Duane, one of my fans.
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Dan and Duane rode with me the first 800 miles then they turned back.
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Duane diggin' in his side bags
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Dan was sweet talkin the flag girl. I think he got her number.
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That is the whole town of Chicken, Alaska.
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Ferry crossing to Dawson City Yukon.
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Duane on the ferry.
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Dan thinking about life, or maybe the flag girl.
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The guy behind me was from Germany, also on a GS.
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Obviously the hotel we stayed at in Dawson City.
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Dawson City
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Arriving in Dawson city, or maybe we were leaving.
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Dan and Duane watching Oprah in hotel room.
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Out the window in Dawson.
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Dan hit a bug with his helmet so he had to clean it off.
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Duane, bald as ever.
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Problem. Newly built front shock blown on my bike.
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You can see the oil leaking from the seal if you look close.
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Front Ohlin shock on my bike.
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Dawson City on the way out of town. We decided to take care of my shock in Whitehorse.
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I ended up swaping out my Ohlins shock with Duanes stock BMW shock, so I didn't have to return to Anchorage.
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I knew they came with me for a reason.
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You have to pull the tank to get to the shocks. This is in Whitehorse.
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My faulty shock removed.
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Duanes shock in my bike.
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My shock in Duanes bike.
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The boys are going to breakfast and I'm going to Nova Scotia.
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Sign post forest in Watson Lake. On the Alaska Hwy.
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Watson Lake.
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Duane and Lissas sign at Watson lake from 2004.
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Cheesy smile, ya I'm cool.
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Signs at Watson Lake.
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I had been by there sign twice before but had never found it, this time I did.
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Wild horses in the road on the Alaska Hwy.
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More wild horsies.
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A stone sheep in Muncho Lake.
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Muncho Lake on the Alaska Hwy. The sheep are right on the road.
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Stone Sheep. This is the prettiest area of the Alaska Hwy.
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The last time I sat here in Pink Mountain was with my dad and his bike the summer before.
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Camping in Grimshaw Alberta. I was up all night due to dumb kids running around all night. No sleep.
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It was a pretty camp site though.
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On the way to Yellowknife. The bugs were terrible.
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The border of Northwest Territories.
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Northwest Territories. Look at all the bugs flying around.
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Bugs everywhere.
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Needless to say, my bike was pretty much coated in guts. I had to wash it in High Level on my way back.
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One of a couple waterfalls on the way to Yellowknife.
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Twin Falls
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I forget the name of these falls.
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One of the falls around Twin Falls Gorge.
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The Gorge at Twin Falls on the Yellowhead Hwy.
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Waiting for the ferry to cross the Mackenzie River.
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In line for the Mackenzie River ferry.
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The Mackenzie River.
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On the ferry. It was about a 20 minute ride.
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What a stupid camp site. This was in Yellowknife. Not a good spot to be in the comming lightning storm.
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The gathering storm of justice.
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My view when I was brave enough to finally look outside.
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After the storm.
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Some buildings in Yellowknife from my campsite.
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During the storm I took this pic for my obituary.
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...and this one, which ever one was better they could use. Lightning struck close enough to shake the ground.
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The capitol of the Northwest Territories.
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Yellowknife is a 1000K from anything.
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Camping in Stony Plains, Alberta
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This is where I met Jenna, My tour guide for Edmonton.
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She took me the West Edmonton Mall.
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The Edmonton mall is full of cool stuff.
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There's sea lions and dolphins and all sorts of fish in there.
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China town in the mall.
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Jenna striking a pose.
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More cool stuff in the mall.
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I think the Edmonton mall is the biggest one in North America.
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I used to have one of these. A Honda 50 Motorcyle. Ya, I started out being cool at a pretty youn age.
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The New Orleans section of the mall. Notice the water has gone away.
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Pink flamingos
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More birdies.
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They eat shrimp, that's why there pink. I think.
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F-14 replicas hanging from the cieling in the mall.
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The waterpark in the mall was closed, we were there pretty early in the morning.
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Through the glass in the mall. This is the movie theatre, also still not open yet.
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Batman
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Jenna and I.
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Jenna looking pretty, as usual.
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Ahh, a Cuban Monticristo cigar.
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Jennas taxi service.
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Chillin' in the cool grass with a cool girl.
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Jenna was kind enough to let me sleep on her couch, then I had to say goodbye.......for now.
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Camping out in the woods in Manitoba somewhere. I was feeling pretty lonely after spending the day with Jen.
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This is not the way to camp out. People all around you. How is a guy supposed to run around without any clothes on.
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I was the center of attention, however. at all public camp sites. Everyone wants to know your story.
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Not all hostels are dumpy. This is the first one I ever stayed in, and I was impressed.
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The hostel was in Thunder Bay. You can't beat it for $20.
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A pond in the front yard of the hostel that was run by a missionary couple.
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Nice front yard at the hostel in Thunder Bay.
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I met a half dozen travelers there from as far away as Australia.
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Lake Superior. I walked down and put my hand in the lake just to touch it. It was cold.
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Lake Superior looks like the ocean eh?
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Hand crafted wood floors at the Summer Time Base Camp hostel. The second one I stayed at. Another nice place.
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Beautifully built home. Operated by one lonely old dude.
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Check out the cool stairs he built.
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Inside on the wall of the hostel. He was interesting to talk to. He had been married 4 times, 13 yrs. to each woman.
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This was just some of his travels.
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Hand made railing.
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The other hand made floor each piece fabricated by the owner.
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This little girl thought my bike was the coolest thing she ever saw. And it is, of course.
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Niagara Falls from my $6 parking location. I talked them down from $16.
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It was the first time I had seen Niagara Falls.
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Some motels at Niagara Falls.
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Lots of people braving the 90 degree heat.
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They were shooting a movie at Niagara and those are the actors in a kissing scene.
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Lots of water.
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Niagara. Pretty cool.
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Just the area aroud the falls.
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It's a very popular tourist spot, I was the only bike there that I noticed.
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Lake Ontario from New York.
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A really really big dandylion.
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North coast of New York. I cut through N.Y. then up to Montreal.
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Lake Ontario.
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Lake Ontario from New York around Sodus Point.
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Looking back at my bike from the coast of Lake Ontario in Sodus Point.
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Stopped to take a leak in the Adirondacks.
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I must still be peeing.
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I don't know what this is... a rock I gues? Use it for your desktop eh?
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Road through the Adirondacks.
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Taking shelter in a little shed on the side of the road during a tornado in Montreal.
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The shed that kept me from getting even more wet. I guess once your wet though, you can't get wetter.
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The stormed moved in so fast, I didn't have time to get my rain gear on.
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Drying off in french hotel, notice maps on the floor. Everythig got soaked, even the money in my wallet.
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One of the dozens of cathedrals along the coast of the La Haute Gespese in Quebec.
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Every 5 or ten miles was a little town with another cathedral.
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Quebec is all French, from the stop signs to the exit signs, even the phone book. I know zero french. except "Isurender"
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Sunset taken through the lens of my shades on the St. Lawrence River.
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Beautiful coast.
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I camped out here.
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I found one guy in all of Quebec that spoke english.
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Coast along the St. Lawerence.
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One of the small towns on the coast in Quebec. Notice the cathedral in the background.
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Another little town, one of dozens I rode through.
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Perce, Quebec. Beautiful town with a gorgeous view. It's at the end of the pennensula.
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I think this was in Nova Scotia, I don't remember.
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That's me, in all my awsomeness, 8,000 miles from home.... so far.
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Camping in Nova Scotia.
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Nova Scotia has a gorgeous coast.
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View from one of my campsites. Thats some dudes barn I guess. Notice the Nova Scotia flag.
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Coast of Nova Scotia.
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Looking at the North Atlantic.
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The roads were good for a bike too.
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That's the Atlantic way out there. The road went up and down and up and down and up...
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This is Acadia National Park in Maine.
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Somewhere...pretty.
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Acadia, lots of homes in the park.
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Maine. I don't know if there catching lobster or just floating.
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Some old house in Acadia National Park.
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The Home of Skip and Connie Phelps, friends of mine in New Hampshire.
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Skip and Connie have a beautiful home.
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This is the backyard of the Home I stayed at in New Hampshire.
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The Phelps place.
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It was nice to rest a bit.
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I hung out for a few days, and rode around the area.
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My sleeping quarters. The crickets were something else at night outside the window.
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The dinning room of the Phelps.
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The living room of the Phelps
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The kitchen of the Phelps.
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Food
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I hypmotized them before they met there steamy deaths Ha ha ha ha.....
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Who was the first guy to say. "I think I'll eat this creature."
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Connie and I. What a sweet lady.
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I don't think Felix wanted to be in the picture.
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Yorg and I, a German Guy I met. His children are on my bike...
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...they loved the bike.
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They really liked it when I started it up.
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Cute eh?
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Marrie wants one now.
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Isn't she cute.
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Connie helping Felix with my riding jacket.
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Now he just needs a bike.
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I change my rear tire and oil here...
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...behind Maxs BMW in North Hampton New Hampshire. They were very friendly.
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Looking at the Atlantic.
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One of the many old buildings on the East coast. I think this is the oldest family run store in the country or something
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The Nubble Lighthouse in Maine.
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The Nubble is the most photographed lighthouse in the country.
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I guess it gorgeous during Christmas, when its covered in lights at night.
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The East coast is beautiful eh?
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Connie walking along the rocks.
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No sand on this beach.
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Looking south toward New Hampshire from Maine.
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Connie looking at regular old ducks out in the water somewhere.
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These are the guard shacks at George H.W. Bushs home in Maine.
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The home of George H.W. Bush. Notice the Texas flag.
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More sail boats just floatin'.
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An old church in Maine.Some buildings date back to when the country was founded.
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Some old dude painting in Kennabunkport, Maine.
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That is a shark I think.
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Hampton Beach in New Hampshire.
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I went down and looked around a bit one morning.
From Plymouth back home
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This is a replica of the Mayflower on Plymouth Mass.
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It's not very big.
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Hard to believe a bunch of dudes took off across uncharted waters in this.
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Plymouth Rock. The Park Ranger was kind of cute so I let her give me a history refresher course.
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I wonder if kids these days are even told about Plymoth Rock in school.
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The rock the pilgrims stepped off the boat on to.
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Times Square, New York City.
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I pulled right up on the sidewalk and looked around a bit.
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What a cool feeling, knowing I was in the Middle of Times Square.
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Steam comming out of the subway just like in the TV shows.
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New York was pretty cool.
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Just a guy from Alaska in the Big Apple.
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That's the Good Morning America studio in the pic. I never watch that show..
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Someones van who probably doesn't have a job.
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It smelled funny...
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I stayed here for two night in Muncy at my great aunt Nancys, who I met for the first time.
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My Aunt still has a coal burning furnace in her basement with a big pile of coal. Two shovel fulls a day.
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My great Aunts back yard.
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These are the woods behind the house that my dad played in when he was a boy.
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The old out house and buildings.
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It was neat to see the history of my family.
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A cool tree.
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The creek behind the house.
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This is where my great great grandma and grandpa are burried in Pennsylvania.
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I think this was a great uncle.
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This is where my GREAT GREAT GREAT Grandma and grandpa are burried.
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Katies Church in Pennsylvania.
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My cousins that I met for the first time in Muncy, Pennsylvania.
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Those are my grandpas siblings. A horse and buggy criused by while we were standing there.
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The home of my dads mom when she was a little girl in Muncy
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This is where the Little League World Series is played in Williamsport. They were just sitting up for it.
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One of the killer roads in Tennesee. I met a local dude also on a GS like mine.
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The woods in the Appalachian Mountains are incredibly dense and gorgeous.
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Virginia, West Virginia, Maryland. They were all dense with foilage.
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Even at my age, I still wanted to play army in those trees.
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The roads through the Adirondacks were sweet.
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Twisty and windy, especially in Tennesee and South Carolina.
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One of the hillbilly's trucks in West Virginia.
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Unloaded and ready to ride the dragon. At the home of Terry Cunningham in T.N.
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Parked at the home of T.C.
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Terry, Trini, Tory, Autumn and her little girl.
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Terrys granddaughter.
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Terry barrowed a bike from a friend. He was going to try and keep up with me on the dragon.
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We stopped right before it got twisty to take a look at the view.
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View from Hwy 129.
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And what a view.
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Two totally different bikes, both ready to rally.
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318 turns in 11 miles.
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Terry Cunnungham posing with the bike of one of his motorcycling idols.
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This is the Deals Gap official store for cool sickers and shirts and stuff.
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Somehow, the tail light assembly broke off, I wasn't allowed to help or he would have been docked points.
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The dragon did manage to chew my toes.
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This road was worth the trip. I will be back again.
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I hope I can get replacement tips.
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In the pits.
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Terrys ride, a Suzuki SMC 400
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Terry works at Mastercraft where they build these beautys so we had our pick.
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On a Mastercraft boat with the Cunninghams.
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Last time I saw Amy she was almost 2.
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They are all professional water skiers
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Tory was a little show off.
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It was my first time water skiing.
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I did awesome, I was like a pro, a natural.
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Actually I got up just long enough for them to take a picture then I crashed again.
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The famous tree of shame at the dragon. I rode it again the next day after I left the Cunninghams.
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Do to incredible talent on my part, I have no bike parts on the tree.
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Not everyone can handle the dragon.
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Rookies.
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BMW of Daytona. I ended up buying a pair of replacement PIAA light bulbs here.
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Old BMW in the Daytona bike shop.
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The end of the road, guess I'll turn around and go back.
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Alaska to Nova Scotia to Key West. The Southern most point on the U.S.
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One of the cool little pubs in Key West. This girl was from Swizerland on vacation too.
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Scooter parking only. Those little things were everywhere in Key West.
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Everyone is on vacation.
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Key West, Florida. It was fun to go there, but way to hot and humid. So I stayed inside where it was cooler. Heh heh..
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Some nice hotels in Key West.
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Cuba is out there somewhere.
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Nightime in Key West.
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Palm trees and geckos everywhere.
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I witnessed the cooles air show ever, of this crop duster in Arkansas. It put on a show!
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This is where Elvis was born, I just happened to pass by in Mississippi. (that's a fun state to type. Mississippi, Mis..
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Mottorad of St. Louis. These guys fixed my final drive bearing.
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It was located on some back alley road. I got directions from Bob Honz the owner.
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The boys at this shop new what they were doing.
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Some of the bikes kickin' around there.
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There she is, the poor girl. 100 miles out of STL, my bearing started to lunch itself.
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They pulled my differential and rebuilt it. It wasn't a road side fix.
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This was the only "situation" I had really. You can see the balls missing.
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It's all part of the adventure.
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The service here was outstanding. George, Alex and Bob were great.
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The guys at Mottorad of St. Louis let me take this Katana around the town while they fixed my bike.
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Suzuki 1100 Katana
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So I went in search of the infamous arch.
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I guess it was right behind me.
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It's pretty neato.
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It was 100 degrees with the worst humidity yet.
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Some of the old cobble stone roads in downtown St. Louis.
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From downtown St louis
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St. Louis has alot of brick constuction everywhere.
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St. Louis has vast landscapes of empty buildings.
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I took a few pictures of the stainless steel monument.
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Under the ground here is a museum and gift shops and the elevators to the top.
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Look close at the people, it shows how big this thing is.
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It's made up if giant panels of stainless steel all welded together.
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Check out the welds.
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Standing in St. Louis, sweating like crazy.
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It was very impressive. Only 4 more pics of this thing, hang in there.
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4
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3
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2
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St. Louis Arch
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My tent finally was destroyed in a thunder storm in Missori
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I had to pitch it on the table with bungees due to the stupid camp site. It's not a free standing tent.
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Yeah... I ended up wet along with everything else in my tent
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Shipwreck Rock in New Mexico
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Shipwreck Rock
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The Four Corners. NM,AZ,UT,CO
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I think my helmet was in Arizona and I was standing in New Mexico.
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Bridge over the Rio Grande gorge I think it's about 600 ft. down
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The Rio Grande gorge in New Mexico.
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South of Moab in the Utah desert.
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The road entering Arches National Park.
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It was the first time I had been here too.
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So I took a ton of pictures, only a few are on here though.
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Digital cameras are great.
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I think this was "Cold Boobie Rock" or something...
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I'm pretty sure that was the name.
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The landscape was unreal.
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I don't know whats more spectacular, the formations, or my mondo beard from not shaving the whole trip.
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This would be a fun way to travel too, in a van.
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However, this is the best way.
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Sometimes my pics are mistaken for an Ansel Adams photograph.
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Sorry there are so many rock, but they are cool.
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Lots of really cool rocks in Arches National Park
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I took so many pictures of the formations. It was a very beautiful place.
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Isn't it amazing what trillions and billions of years can do to the earth.
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Arches National Park in Moad Utah. If you've never been here, it's well worth it.
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However, don't step of the trail, or you get aborted by the envirowacko loonys.
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I guess they think a footprint in the sand will make the rocks mad or something.
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Almost looks like a face on the left
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cool eh? Willie E. Coyote is there somewhere.
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Not only am I incredibly good looking, I also take some nifty photos.
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Some of the formations look like ancient building ruins.
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Beautiful motorcycle
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Sometimes it hard to catch so much beauty with a camera...although I do have my helmet on.
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Courthouse Rock in ANP
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Last rock pic finally! Then, railed to Boise to see my sisters..
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Lori taking pics of herself. I accedently left my camera at her house, Chris found it and...
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...Lori again. I was going to put his pic up but I'm not that cruel, I can think of something better.
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J-dog a.k.a. Jordan My brother in law
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Lisa and Jordans dog Wheaty
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Jordan with Pedro (inside joke)
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Check out the ash on that fine cigar
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yup... can't a guy pee in private?
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Lisa and her baby
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I spent a week in Boise hanging out with my family.
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Jordan my brother-in-law
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Chris, my other brother-in-law
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Married to Chris
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Married to Jordan, they were all moving around so all there pics are blurry.
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My homies, we always have a great time when were all together.
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Lisa just punched me for no reason and is laughing hysterically (that's probbably spelled wrong)
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Screwin' with the camera at Lisa and Jordans house in Boise.
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Then it was time to get home. Smoke from forest fires in North Idaho
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Smoke in Idaho. I was home in 4 days.
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This black bear was standing next to a flag lady at a construction site in Washington a half mile from Canada
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Camping out in B.C. above Nelson a ways. North of here it was too cold to camp comforatably.
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Pink Mountain on my way back. I didn't stop but for gas and sleep for four days.
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1 day. 1000 miles, 38 to go then I'm home. 8 weeks 20,000 miles.... I'm ready to go again.