Not only did we hike up to the arch, but thru it and then took the long way back to the bikes
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its' hard to tell from this picture, but we hiked up the side of some slick rock to get up here to the top so I could take a picture..
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Can you believe we hiked clear over to those arches...
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Davids folks came over the day before we left. They enjoyed checking out our bikes and seeing how we pack and prepare to go away!
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Bikes are almost ready for heading out! Whoo hoo!
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check out the sky - not pretty!
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Can you see that snow in the background? I bet David is planning on heading that direction !
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Ha - I wonder how many more layers I can put on! Not much left in my pack!
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Wendover, Utah and Wendover, Nevada... we slept in Utah but ate in Nevada!
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We did get lucky as the weather was not too hot nor windy. This is almost, but not quite as boring as the ride from Bend to Burns!
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amazing, they have signs about every 25 miles letting drowsy drivers know how far it is to the next exit and to take it if they are feeling drowsy...
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and just before you got on to the salt flats, there was a sign that listed how many deaths there had been in 2009 and then in 2010 - kind of creepy!
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I was glad to see that they didn't just tear down the old homesteads... they built the new place a short distance away and kept the old buildings in tact. It is so dry here, it will probably last forever.
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Getting close to being desperate for fuel - thank goodness they had fuel here... we had to pay $3.99 a gallon - but what are you going to do? walk? I don't think so!
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This was the 2nd cattle drive we had seen - at least this one used some horses... the other one was strictly quads and those 4 wheel drive work cart types of vehicles. Just something wrong with that picture!
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With being Memorial Day Weekend, we have been pleasantly surprised at the lack of cars out. Well in some areas that is. We have been trying to stick to back roads that we think won't be as well traveled.
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Having David's bike that he rode last year (it was copper then) painted blue just seems more like him!
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I got the blue skies - but still had the snow! Good thing we had our long johns and electric gear on... he must not of read my memo about wanting WARM riding conditions!
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After masking off the flag area where the art is going to be, I cover all the areas I want to protect. Spray the flag area white. cover stripes and stars that I want to protect when I shoot blue and red.
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Eastern Washington
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the little hole in the wall we like to eat at has some of the most beautiful flowers.
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Considered the Alps of the Northwest
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thank goodness we wre going in the opposite direction!
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Only land access is thru British Columbia to get to this piece of property that the US owns.
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Peace Arch at the USA/Canada crossing at Vancouver, BC
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Thought they did their signs up very well
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Up at Loomis Lake out of Long Beach Washington - home of many a family reunion!
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Everything was so brown here!
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Boy were they suprised when we showed up on their doorstep!
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Grammy thought I needed some color for when I got home - so when I pulled in to the driveway - lo and behold they had came out and hung up some pretty flowers just the day before!
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Private Saddle Collection downstairs - by invitation only.
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Found this place many many years ago on a trip with Mick and Patt - had been freezing our rears off, but we were all too cool to cry uncle. finally stopped and found that this old hardware store was converted to a little expresso/deli type place - oh thank goodness... neat old building on the inside.
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Note the frozen looking Patty!
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This was actually the back way in to their property, which is officially a road, but this section is not maintained!
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Only one in the World
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Purple everything!
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These guys have 30 employees that do nothing but cut grass, weed wack under pretty white and black fences, and clean up the flower beds.
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I know it looks like a rich and famous home, but this is a horse barn for studs that can charge $250,000 to breed one mare.
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All the rock fences in Kentucky come from this kind of rock that is about 3 foot under the soil. There are miles of fences made from this rock
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The towns once away from the big city are all this rural two story brick buildings. Most here in Kentucky and Indiana were started in the early 1800's.
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Cool homes like this are everywhere in the east and central US. But they seldom are the same design
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We went from clear and sunny to foggy in an instant in central Indiana
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Still lots of soybean fields
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Patty got the guard talking and he took us up so we could see the track. Pretty neat
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This is in the Irish Hills area in Michigan where there are 50 lakes within a 15 minute drive. They are all small lakes, and many have houses built surrounding the lake so there is no public access
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This lake is in the Hidden Lake Gardens maintained by Michigan State University students. In my inexperienced opinion of flowers, it was on the same level as the gardens in Victoria, and Portland
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The grounds in the park were great fun to ride through. The scenery was really soft on the eyes
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This town was started and named after an old Indian Chief. It had the friendliest people
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Remember that??
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The water was two tone tourquoise and blue.
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We couldn't see Lake Michigan much as we rode by because the beach area is largely private owned around here, but we knew where it was by the clouds.
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We couldn't even get to the lake as the parking lots were full, so we took pictures of the ritsy harbor
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They must sell pumpkins in October
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But I thought it looked neat, and lived in.
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They have a park by this water shed, but the mosquitos were pretty thick.
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I took lots of pictures of these fields, and believe me Patty did not include many, because we could ride for miles and that is all we would see.
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The police out here in many states get involved in road construction traffic control, as well as wide load hauling
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The fields were definately larger in Illinois than in Michigan
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Very neat and clean
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Patty waiting for me to take the darn picture at the Wisconsin state welcome sign
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tires and service done here
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Day on Map is wrong!
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West Quoddy Lighthouse
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New Brunswick
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Day on Map is wrong - July 10th
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July 3rd
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The boy on the back is disabled - he was the happiest camper, smiling and waving the whole parade.
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Millerton, NY
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Restrooms are not for the public in New England, so we use McDonalds or Dunkin Donuts
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An old time actor that decided he wanted a house at this spot, in Lyme Connecticut, so he built a castle.
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When it rains so hard you can't see it's best to get off the bike!
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The lightening was too close so we left the bikes in the rain and got under a "short" tree.
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While we hid under a tree the road flooded
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When we first got off the bikes we couldn't see these trees for the rain.
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Very nice folks, let us wait out the rain, and helped us find a motel when the rain didn't stop.
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Patty getting her cell phone.
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Patty getting a change of dry clothes
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It just kept on raining, but we met some nice folks, Connie & Harry, from Ontario, Canada.
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Here is Connie & Harry from Ontario, Canada.
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My poor bike was really wet!
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Manassas, Virginia through Washington DC to Easton, Maryland
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This is an experience of a lifetime. To be this close to so many true heros is a honor
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This is across the street from the Pentagon. I had no idea that The Arlington Cemetary and the Pentagon were so close together, and then the Capital Buildings are just accross the river.
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Military folks everywhere, and a definate feeling of awe when you think of the decisions made here and the all too close history of 9-11
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It is 2.2 miles from here to the Capital Building
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After seeing this building on TV forever, it is quite a thrill to see that it is really real. And I will tell you, it sends all kinds of shivers down your back.
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These are almost permanent fixtures on the front lawn
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Patty kept saying that there was Robin Williams, and I couldn't figure out what she meant, until I remembered he played Roosevelt in the Smithsonian movie NIGHT AT THE MUSEUM.
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I never saw a pin that said "I rode my bike to the Capital", but I have pictures to prove it.
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Traffic was busy, but we were suprised that we could still get around the area and drive in front of the White House and Capital
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Did you know that the Smithsonian had many buildings? I do now.
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There was lots of visable police all over Washington, on motorcycles, horses, on foot, and most likely lots we didn't see.
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There are protestors at the White House every day according to a security person we talked with. They do seem to be peacefull and well organized, but the security person said she wished they would go to the Capital.
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In Maryland
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Flowers in Motel in Easton, Maryland
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Easton, Maryland to Smyrna, Delaware
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325 years, wow!
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Had to go here as Patty's Mom's maiden name was Salisbury
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We couldn't decide if they were going to use these or sell them.
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Harley-Davidson of Ocean City in Berlin, Maryland Check out that thunder cloud we were racing against. We won too.
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Mike's Famous Harley-Davidson in Smyrna, Delaware. We had our bikes serviced here.
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Smyrna, Delaware to Phoenixville, Pennsylvania
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The horizontal fuel tank was painted as a"Sunkist" pop can.
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This is the bridge over the Chesapeake and Delaware Canal
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In Chadds Ford, Pennsylvania
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So many buildings in Pennsylvania were made out of stone.
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We road around Aumish country most of the day so Patty could see how they live. I lived there for a year in 1977, and they have gotten much more commercial and aware of the dollar since then.
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Kirk is Patty's cousin. They invited us to stop by and visit, and we timed it perfectly so we got there late enough to be just in time for dinner and an invite to stay the night. Patty really enjoyed the time in a real house instead of being in motels every night for the past 44 days.
Thank you Kirk for having us and thank you Kathy for the delicious dinner. We really appreciated it.
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This was converted into a quaint flower shop on Highway 100 in Pennsylvania. Kirk had warned us to watch this intersection, so Patty took extra care to watch the shop thoroughly.
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This was on an estate of an old steel forging outfit that was operated in the late 1800's.
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I thought this was the typical cellar in old houses, but the owner advised us that this was a cover over the well.
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This is easily the largest buffet I have ever seen. There was more food, and more different kinds that one could ever imagine or eat.
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Amish farms in "Amish Country" close to Lancaster, Pennsylvania
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Many Amish had clothes hanging on clothes lines. They must not believe in dryers.
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Patty wanted so badly to see a carriage on the road, and she got her wish. Before the day was up she saw many more.
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Many Amish were working their land with mule drawn machinery
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These hugh barns were everywhere in Pennsylvania
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Since Amish folks ride in there buggys to church, they need a good place to "park" them. If it is raining or too hot there is covered parking. Otherwise they can use the railing in front of the covered area to tie the horses to. The church is the white building on the right
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This poor guy gets to stay tied to a pole all day while master is in the store working.
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Stone house, carriage barn with carriage out front, and clothes on the line.
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This had everything made, grown, raised, or created by Amish folks for sale. If you look in the center behind the counter an Amish girl is selling produce.
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Gues they don't believe in peddles.
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Many Amish were at the auction and we found their parking lot a little ways down the street.
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This guy did not want his picture taken without a show.
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I bet the founding fathers had fun with this one at the council meeting.
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It took three entrys into Delaware on different highways before we finally got to take a picture of a real welcome sign. This isn't one.
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Fort Pierce, Florida to St. Augustine, Florida
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Crossing the bay to Cocoa Beach, Florida
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Cape Canaveral and Kennedy Space Center were less than a mile from here.
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Many busy intersections are kept moving better by allowing the right lane to continue on at the intersection's light. Traffic enterting the intersection from the left use only the left lane
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Most main freeways have lots of trees on both sides and in the medium. Helps noise and looks good at the same time. Palm trees live well with pine trees.
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Pretty quiet when we rode through, and I wouldn't want to be there during bike week or a Daytona Speedway race
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It must have been two miles long or longer riding by it.
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Destination Daytona has every bike store imaginable. Harley-Davisdon is the main show, but there were many other shops in the complex including J&P's distribution store.
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J&P's distribution center
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Rain or shine Daytona Bike Week can go on
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This is all in the same complex and it must be 3 or 4 square miles
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St.Augustine to Yulee, Florida. Our motel room was burglarized in St. Augustine so we had to shop for a new computer, computer software, and cameras before we could continue the trip. We took very few pictures today as we had to get a room and set the cameras and computer up. We took a down day on 6-18 because there was a river of water running through the parking lot and we decided to wait out the storm.6-17 & 18-09
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Patty wants to try a new seat cover. After 7500 miles it has taken its toll.
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Yulee Florida to Florence, South Carolina
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Patty called this art.
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Just a few miles and we will be in Georgia, after spending 10 days going around Florida
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There is still a tremendous amount of water everywhere. We are about 60 miles from the ocean, but it is like there are inlets all over.
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This is one of seven or eight rivers we crossed in a few miles between the northern part of Florida, and the southern part of Georgia
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Very unusual building, the entrances were on the sides instead of in the front.
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I will tell you that the cars don't move over or slow down and most are doing at least 80 mph
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In South Carolina
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In Florence, South Carolina. We got son Doug a T-shirt
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Florence, South Carolina to Jonesville, North Carolina
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The sun was up but the haze caused a neat looking spooky effect
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I know it is not ivy, but it looks like it and it covers a lot of trees and bushes all over the south. It actually looks pretty neat.
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This old house gets my vote as the neatest looking old place we have gone by. It is still privately owned and is lived in, but it looks like the ghosts of many decades reside here as well.
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This place made me look around for a southern girl with her shawl and umbrella in a swing under a big old oak tree.
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This was a neat quiet little town in rural North Carolina. Very clean and friendly.
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Close enough to make us think of our kids back home. But just for a minute.
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Just sitting there.
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Tilly's Harley-Davidson in Salisbary North Carolina. I asked thgem to check out my front breaks as they do not feel right, and they dropped what they were doing and had two techs on it in five minutes. Great service!
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Riding around and very lost, we happened by this old place. The floods had washed out our planned route to the Blue Ridge Parkway in Virginia, and we drove around for awhile trying to find our way. Patty had to ask directions.
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There was an old sign that is kind of in the middle that says Carnation Feeds. That was my old employer 33 years ago.
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You would never know we like old stuff
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After two days pounding the freeways trying to get out of the heat, it was nice to see two lane roads with curves in them.
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Many places along the highways are very large lots. Maybe three to five acres. Most do not have fences or animals, and they have a lot of grass to mow. This place had a pond and it looks like some animals.
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Just sitting by the highway, it looks cared for, but it is very old.
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Jonesville, North Carolina to Waynesboro, Virginia
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This is a great rode to travel. No stop signs, no street lights, and no traffic jams. It is like riding in the 1800's.
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Blue Ridge Parkway entrance sign at each road connecting to the parkway
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How peaceful is this?
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This was the actual house that belonged to a local midwife in the 1800's that lived to be over 100 years old and had delivered over 1000 babies.
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Many old farm houses and out buildings still litter the horizon.
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This was buy itself in the middle of nowhere
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Remember The Andy Griffith show and Mayberry? This building is called Mayberry, and a town not too far from here was the brain child of the shows town.
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I worked in feed mills for 37 years, but never did I have to work in these conditions. This is an authentic saw mill and grain mill combined and powered by water flowing over the water wheel.
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This was with the grain mill
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Now I can see why they would only take one shower a week. They couldn't stand the smell of themselves after the shower.
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This tree fell just before we got there and we helped break a few limbs so cars could get by.
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Old farm barn in background and in the foreground is the family grave site.
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Artsy city, this metal building we think is the convention center
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No stop signs anywhere on the parkway, so all intersecting roads went over or under the parkway, and they did a good job making the bridges fit the scenery.
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Patty's artsy way of taking a scenery picture
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We did walk in the woods occassionally
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Most curves in gthe parkway were very slow and lazy curves which added to the wholefeeling of an era long ago. Then all of a sudden this sign appeared and a real curve was really there.
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All through the parkway there were many wood fences made in varying styles. They too added to the atmosphere.
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Waynesboro, Virginia to Manassas, Virginia
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Stauton, Virginia. This was quite the place. Plenty of outside seating for socializing, a big fire pit for outdoor parties, and a safety rider course track
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They were so nice to warn us as we left Shenandoah HD of what was on the roads.
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This was on the road right in front of Shanendoah HD
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The Blue Ridge Parkway turned into Skyline Drive when it went into the National Park. Same road different name.
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Tough to take
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Hard on the eyes. These areas were logged and grazed off at one point and in the early 1900 the land was bought up and a National Park was formed.
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Patty being artsy, and this really is a good one
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From The Skyline Drive
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We had commented about not seeing many animals, and all of a sudden there was several and none were very nervous either.
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Patty said she wanted to see a bear, and not far from this picyure we rode by within 25 feet of a big black bear running on the side of the road. Of course, neither of us had our cameras ready
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Apalachiacola, Florida to Crystal River, Florida. The map is wrong. Crystal River is correct.
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The Sun was rising over the Gulf as we left Apalachiacola, Florida. Depending on what corner we were on, the sun rise was both on our left and our right.
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It really is a sunrise! I could easily have called this awesome.
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As soon as the sun came up on highway 98 over the Gulf, the fog came in. This was great for us because it kept the temperture down, and the fog lifted quickly.
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Florida
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Did you know that salt water kills trees when it is blown on them in Hurricanes? Only Oak and Palm trees can survive being soaked by salt water.
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They can live to be 70 years old, 12 feet long, and 12 feet in diameter. But they are not fat. They only have one inch of blubber and can get cold easily if the water is below 68 degrees. So they move around as the water temperature changes.
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Manatee is directly related to the elephant. Not any relationship with a hippo, or wallrus. Their nose and feet are close to the design of the elephant.
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Manatees are very friendly and love people, and of course people used to be there main predator. Today they are protected, but still many are picked up in nets or hurt by boats.
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Remember, they are not fat, really!
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The small head on the right, two small front legs with toes like an elephant, and one very big fin in the back for momemtum. They can travel at 15 MPH.
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Homosassa Springs Wildlife State Park
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Looking for that perfect female to see his best qualities
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Homosassa Springs Wildlife State Park
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Homosassa Springs Wildlife State Park
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Homosassa Springs Wildlife State Park
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Homosassa Springs Wildlife State Park
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Homosassa Springs Wildlife State Park
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Feeding Time at Homosassa Springs Wildlife State Park
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Homosassa Springs Wildlife State Park
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The story is told by the Rangers that you must be careful not to get behind this paticular Hippo as that area is known as the splatter zone. And as he got out of the pool and turned around, he left a familiar appearing green residue on the wall. This guy is 49 years old, and given Floridian citizenship rights by the Govenor himself. When the state took over this park in 1989, they removed all animals that were not native to Florida. The people of Florida raised such a commotion about the Hoppo, that he was given citizenship so he could stay in the park.
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Need fuel to maintain his reputation
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Homosassa Springs Wildlife State Park
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Inside Homosassa Springs Wildlife State Park
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Crystal River, Florida to Sarasota, Florida. The map has the wrong name.
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We had to leave by 6am in order to beat the heat. It was over 90 degrees by 9am. Therefore, the sunrises! Do you think Patty would have seen them if the temperature was in the 80's?
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Just out of Crystal River, on highway 19 on the Gulf Coast of Florida
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With the trees over hanging the roads, and the Spanish Moss hanging down from there, it gave a very scenic appearance to ride through
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On highway 19
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If it isn't a flower, then it must be artsy fartsy.
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Going from Clearwater, Florida out to the outer island to see how the poor people live.
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See, artsy fartsy, and I am sure these folks are very poor.
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We couldn't park where we did to look at this beach, and you had to have a registration showing in your vehicle, so we trespassed to look at the poor folks' beach.
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West of Tampa Bay
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By Jim's on the Pass Harley shop in Maderia, Florida
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Maderia, Florida
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No, we didn't make an incorrect turn. This Pasadena is in Florida west of St, Petersburg.
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Crossing Tampa Bay
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Pretty cool bridge
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Bradenton, Florida
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Sarasota, Florida
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Sarasota, Florida to Florida City, Florida
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Car burning on highway as we went by
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This is the Mangrove Tree variety as compared to the grassy type.
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This was Erv's Airboats located on highway 41 in the Evereglades in south Florida. His advertizement says he is located by the cell phone tower on highway 41 - half mile west of highway 29. That is where we found it. We could see the cell phone tower for miles.
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The guide had a '74 Harley back in the old days and we had to hear his stories, but we didn't care, he liked Patty and let her drive the airboat. You can see the other folks were a little nervous with her driving.
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This is what we flew through on the airboat, and the corners were great fun.
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They steer from the rear and a hard corner is a blast
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The clumps are air plants with orchids growing on these trees. Orchids take nothing from the tree, just live on it.
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Patty caught this just before the water came over the edge. No sweat though, it was hot so the water was welcome.
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We rode an airboat and the guide stopped and got this gator to come over by throwing him marshmellows...See one in his mouth
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I wouldn't stand there and try to get him to come over to us, but I was not alone, we all backed up to the boat and our guide was on the shore by himself.
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All of a sudden a second smaller gator came over and soon we realized that the smaller gator was a female and the larger was a male. The male lost interest in the marshmellows really fast and moved after the female.
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The male leads the female around and actually pushes them as their mating ritual. Not often seen by tourists. We got lucky. The male will stay with the female a couple years, and then move on.
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We got into a lot of nursreys as we got farther south and east toward Miami.
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End of the day, hot and a thunderstorm really kept the humidity up and made the sky very pretty.
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Florida City, Florida to Key West Florida
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sunrise on Highway 1 going south from the mainland toward the Keys
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Sunrise over our shoulder on Highway 1 going south from the mainland toward the Keys. As we turned southwest the sun moved behind us.
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The ocean really had a distinctive look, and the clouds made all the difference with the reflection. This is to the Atlantic side.
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Also the Atlantic side, but check out the clouds.
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This guy followed us for quite awhile, and finally moved on.
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First look when we came around the last corner and entered Key West
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Found the southern most water in Key West, Florida. Even if this isn't the true south east "corner" of the US, it was a milestone to us to get here, and we will call it corner number two.
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Probably the most place that had the most pictures taken on the island
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As I did in San Diego, I have to touch the water at each corner
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This is were we ate a triumphant breakfast
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This is highway A1A and runs on the East side of the Island right on the water
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The island was inundated with scooters. Locals, tourists, everyone got around on them. There had to be a moped hospital.
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You bet there was a connection. There were lots of "Harley" shirts and stuff, but none was the real thing.
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This was taken right in front of our motel from the pool area.
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The clouds were tough to take
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Key West to Ft Pierce, Florida
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We had to really hustle to find water under the sun. We were traveling northwest and the sun stayed over the roadway or land. Only two long bridges over water thye whole way from the mainland to Key West, one just under 3 miles, and the other just about 7 miles.
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The sun was on the left side of, and then would switch to the right side
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Stange sky on our way back north, very hazy for awhile
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The haze kept the sun out of our eyes
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I know, I take a lot of pictures of clouds, but not as many as somebody does flowers.
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I saw one with four decks but couldn't get the camera up in time.
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How often do we see a sign like this?
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From Winnfield, Louisiana to Historical Natchez, Mississippi
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Renegade Harley-Davidson in Alexandria, Mississippi
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We were having problems finding a Louisiana State sign, so David decided to get up close and personal with a street named Louisiana! Traffic? nahhhhh - just cause the truck had to go out and around him!
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The Mississippi River is the boundry between Louisiana and Mississippi.
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Historic Natchez is right on the Mississippi River and is also the start of the Natchez Trace Parkway, which we will ride tomorrow.
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Bridge Over the Mississippi via Hwy 84 into Natchez.
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Pretty Flowers on the banks of the Mississippi.
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Great BBQ joint in Natchez - fun name - you could smell it for blocks.
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Courtyard in alleyway, they would have all kinds of them separating some of buildings. Others just had buildings in between buildings!
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This was across the street from the Historic Natchez Cemetary.
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After the cemetary, the road was still paved, so we kept going. Many beautiful huge homes, mixed in betwixt and between were less affluent homes.
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And then there would be stairways like this. Wonder what was up there? Since we were so close to a cemetary we wouldn't go look!
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Late afternoon in Natchez.
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Natchez up the Natchez Trace Parkway to Jackson & Clinton Mississippi.
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Main thoroughfare for travel between Natchez and Nashville, Tennessee in the late 1700's and early 1800's. President Jefferson had a road built next to the trail to solidify security against the Spaniards.
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Actual Trail (in the center of the trees) was almost 500 miles long, and had worn the dirt down 30 feet in places.
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The senery was great. No commercial vehicles were allowed on the Trace, no towns, no ammenities at all. You could take an exit occassionally that would get you to a town.
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Spanish Moss hanging from old Cypress trees. Made you think no one else had ever been here.
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Read the sign in the picture!
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Built in late 1700's and remodeled to bring it to its actual appearance in 1810. This was also a Plantation home that was used as an Inn for travelers of the Trace. Slaves were used to keep the corn, hay and cotton crops abundant.
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Cistern on the left inside the roped area.
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Main living room
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About 50 yards behind the Inn was the slave cemetary. All the head stones but one unmarked stone were gone.
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This was cool, but there was no explanation as to what it was. If anyone knows, let us know so we can add it to the picture. It was about 75 feet from the Inn and situated between the trees in such a way that it made us think it was intended to act like we know Gazebos today.
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The road was perfect and we only saw half a dozen vehicles in the 80 miles we rode it today.
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Can you imagine how long it would take to mow this lawn? They had tractors with at least 10 foot mowers behind them. In some places the lawn was 100 feet wide before the tree line.
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A few roads cross the trace, most go over or under it, and only the major highways have connecting on and off ramps.
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This road was hard to take, it just kept beautifully going on.
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Harley-Davidson of Jackson, Mississippi. It was on CAN'T STAND EARL DRIVE. Really, look at the road sign.
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Today was cancelled due to rain
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We went to the movies instead!
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loved the swamps!
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Many places still have the original trail still visable to see.
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This one was really cool
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Foster Harley-Davidson in Tuscumbia, Alabama
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Tuscumbia, Alabama to Oxford Alabama
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There were yard sales all over the state in every town, this one was a big sale and tractor show together
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The first Methodist Church we saw. In Cullman, Alabama
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Mt. Cheaha Harley-Davidson in Oxford, Alabama
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Many ranches had ponds on their farms
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The Natural Bridge was an archway carved out of sandstone just like in Utah, only much smaller
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Mullberry River in Cullman, Alabama
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Cemetary in Cullman, Alabama
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Even the horses thought the weather was HOT!!
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Everybody has a junk yard in there back yard
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Oxford, Alabama to Murphy, North Carolina
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Mt Creek Harley-Davidson in Dalton, Georgia
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We were on the road to the Tail of the Dragon, and found that the road to get there was called The Appalachian Foothill Scenic Byway
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These are the Appalachian Mountains, and this area is called the Smokey Mountains
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Wer went through a little piece of North Carolina to get to the Tail of the Dragon in Tennessee.
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Murphy, North Carolina to Chattanooga, Tennessee
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In North Carolina
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The sites were great, even with the idea we were going to ride the Dragon, we still looked at the scenery
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This was just before the Tail of the Dragon rode begins. There was a dam and a pretty resevoir.
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This is the resevoir
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This is Deals Gap. It is the official beginning of the road segment called "Tail Of The Dragon" It is 11 miles long and has 318 curves. It is also very scenic. The Tennessee border is just around the first curve.
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This is also in Deals Gap. It has food, camping, motel, gift shop, fuel, and anything else us idiot bikers would want that are willing to come from 3000 miles away to ride an 11 mile stretch of road.
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The actual "Tail of the Dragon" segment is in Tennessee and this sign is just past Deal's Gap.
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The actual road where I could afford to hold the camera and shoot a picture
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Actual road
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Racing the thunderclouds to Chattanooga, Tennessee
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In Tennessee
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This was a Cemetary with 155 Confederate Soldiers that died in a field hospital that was operating close to this point in Chattanooga in 1862
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Thunder Creek Harley-Davidson in Chattanooga, Tennessee
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From Chattanooga, Tennessee to Pennsecola, Florida
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A pretty sunrise over Thunder Creek HD in Chattanooga, Tennessee
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Riders HD in Birmingham, Alabama.... the largest HD in Alabama, and in a lot of other states as well.
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This building was just for the HOG chapter
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This was a milestone for us as we were close to our second check point or corner of the country. And also, because Patty could finally see her Manatees.
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Very helpful place. We rolled in at 3pm, asked when they could service our bikes, and we were out of there by 4:30pm. All serviced!
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In Pensacola, Florida next to our Motel
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Oh yeah, we are in Florida!!
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Patty takes way too many pictures sometimes.
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Patty couldn't decide which picture to put in this album
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See what I mean!
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Pensacola, Florida to Apalachiacola, Florida
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Get ready to cross a long bridge when you see this sign
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Between Pensacola City and Pensacola Beach
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Looking at Pensacola on the main land from the beach Island
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In case the weather didn't let us get to the Keys to touch the ground for the fathest south east corner of the US, we hit the beach just to be sure it was done.
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Patty getting east coast sea shells.
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Area between Pensacola and Navarre Beach.
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There were inlets like this all over the place.
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Wildwest Harley Davidson, Lubbock Texas
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It may be flat, but it was still pretty to see.
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Texas was by far the friendliest state we have ridden in on the trip. They really do share the road with bikers.
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Memorial Day in Paducah, Texas
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First glimpse of the Wichita Mountains in Oklahoma
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There were many small clusters like this one of small Oak trees all over the Texas pasture lands. They don't grow oak trees very big in Texas.
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Quite the nice shop area
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They do grow Harley show rooms big in Texas!
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The Red River is a major boundary between Texas and Oklahoma, and this sign gives some history there.
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I missed this sign completely, Patty didn't. She stopped, and I kept on going, exited off the highway, and as I was taking the overpass over the highway Patty was on, I saw her. I had to run six miles back in order to come up behind her and take a picture of the sign.
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We actually took this picture when we were leaving Oklahoma going into Arkansas, but we liked the sign.
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We liked the town's name, and we mailed a DVD to my parents from this post office.
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Highway 36 kept us from having to take the Turnpike (Hwy 44), it was a quiet and peacefull road.
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This is where I had my throttle checked out. I guess I had a motor code tripped from the throttle scensor. It all checked OK. The service staff did all they could to make sure we got back on the road in a hurry. Thanks to them.
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Medicine Lake, Oklahoma. One of the first US cities constructed of cobblestones.
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Several families of both ducks and geese frequent this area, and they are quite protective of their young.
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The stream that runs along side the city of Medicine lake comes from the dam at the head of the city creating a large lake.
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The lake above the dam.
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This long line of wind mills had to be over a mile long of nothing but wind mills. And it always amazes me what little fences they use to keep the cows in.
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We rode through the Wichita National Wildlife Refuge in Oklahoma, and very soon ran into a herd of Longhorns, with no fences between them and us. If you look real close, there is a buffalo mixed in with this herd.
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Patty missed, but that is a very nice looking Longhorn bull in the foreground
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Both Buffalo and longhorns were together when we arrived, but the three big Buffalo bulls, at the top of the picture, decided to separate and move off on there own.
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You can tell these longhorns have done this before.
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The big buffalo bulls have there own patch of dirt to roll in.
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One of many small lakes in the refuge. Of course, Patty had to make the picture artistic.
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Located in the Wichita Mountains Wildlife Refuge, this 66-acre area looks much like Israel during Biblical times, and is the site of the nation's longest running Easter passion play, "The Prince of Peace." Attendance reached an all-time high in 1939 when 225,000 visitors jammed Audience Hill for the sunrise performance.
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open pasture land
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We were told we had to stop at the General Store in this little two building town in the middle of nowhere called Meers, Oklahoma. We were sure glad we did, the hamburgers, (made out of pasture fed longhorns) were superb. Go to www.meersstore.com to see more about it.
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The cherry cobler ain't bad either.
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Coming down out of the Wichita Mountains on highway 49 on the way to Seminole, Oklahoma.
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This is a map of where we rode on May 30th. From Seminole, Oklahoma to Mount Ida, Arkansas.
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There were a lot of ranches that had ponds like this
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This was the first glimpse of the Quachita National Forest in both Oklahoma and Arkansas.
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This forest extends over 50 miles before the Oklahoma/Arkansas border, almost all the way to Little Rock, Arkansas. Over 125 miles long.
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The HOG chapter in Lawton, Oklahoma suggested we take this road in the Quachita National Forest. We were glad they did.
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This road runs along a ridge with very cool scenic views off both sides. There were more bikes than cars traveling on it, but there was absolutely no congestion, it felt like we were riding it alone.
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This is a good picture to demonstate the road running on the ridge line.
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Patty had to add a little artistic license.
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I have nothing to say.
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Still on the Talimena Scenic Byway
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This was a perfect end to day 16 and a damn good riding day. Including the rocking chairs in front of the room to relax in. Did you know that Arkansas is Crystal Mining Capital of the world??? Neither did we until we got there.
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From Mt. Ida, Arkansas through the Ozark Mountains and ended day 17 in Russellville, Arkansas.
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Have you ever put the breaks on hard from a perfectly good 60 mph cruise, turn around, and go back to look at Mr.Turtle in the middle of the road? Then of course move him off the road so he won't get hurt. We did.
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I think this was a trained butterfly meant to lure tourists to the steep cliffs on the side of the road. It certainly acted like it had experience. But we didn't follow it, just took pictures.
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These types of antiques were all over the place in Texas, Oklahoma and Arkansas.
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Beautiful ride, good roads, great weather, and nice scenery all make for a darn good day. Boston Mountain is in the north Ozarks, and we took the southern route into Mount Magazine which follows.
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Inside the Ozarks are many State Parks. These pictures are from this park. This is the highest mountain at a whopping 2753 feet!
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Couldn't you ride on rodes like this all day. We did.
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Ah shucks!
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An overlook from Highway 23 on Mt. Magazine
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Petit Jean River Valley Overlook
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Typical road riding through the Ozarks in Arkansas.
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If you like slow sweepers this highway 16 had them on the Pig's Tail Scenic Byway in the Ozark National Forest.
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This could qualify for a right turn ride. Patty was getting into it in the Pig's Tail Scenic Highway.
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Coming down out of the mountains of Arkansas on Highway 7
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It was all good scenery on day 17.
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Many old buildings left abandoned along the way
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Not very pretty water, but they had a flood only a week ago.
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Water is still muddy, but the fishermen were still out.
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All those trees on the left as far as I could see are in the water
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It is all good.
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Russellville, Arkansas to Winnfield, Louisiana
All waterways are pretty full here with all the rains they had the week before we arrived
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Quachita Mountains in the distance
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The roads were in great shape
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Between the Ozarks and the Quichita wilderness areas, our ride in the northern part of Arkansas has been buautiful
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Very touristy town, but it was too hot for us to walk around and enjoy it.
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Landers Harley-Davidson in Hot Springs, Arkansas. After the pleasantness of the people in Texas, we had a hard time not comparing these other places to them.
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Flood waters south of Hot Springs in southern Arkansas. Maybe people call these Bayous
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Wonder where this came from?
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Now we branched out into artistic trees.
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We liked the name, but the town was quaint as well.
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As in many states we have to find a sign like this on a different road, because the roads we travel often do not have a sign. Going into Louisana on Highway 167 there were no signs about anything.
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End of day 18. Taken out our motel room front door in Winnfield, Louisiana
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Joshua Tree National Park
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This is in the Pinto Basin of Joshua Tree National Park. This cactus is very dangerous and if you touch it, the spines will stick you and you will have great difficulty removing them.
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This is really a Joshua Tree
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Farmland by the Salton Sea
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Canyon on the climb to Julian, California
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In California between Joshua Tree NP and Julian.
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This marked the southwest corner of my quest to touch all four corners of the US.
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Beach at San Diego, California
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East of San Diego
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Sunset over El Centro, California
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Promise!!
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Riding from El Centro, California to Prescott, Arizona
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Riding from El Centro, California to Prescott, Arizona
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These are called Saguaro's
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This really is a property border a very large rancher used around their place.
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Imperial Dunes recreation area. Really nice looking sand for as far as you could see. For the sand runners among us.
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This is the beginning of the climb into the mountains on the way to Prescott, Arizona.
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Western Art Show & Sale
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Held at Prescott, Arizona on the grounds around the Yavapai County Court House.
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Historic homes in Prescott, Arizona
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Smoki Museum in Prescott, Arizona
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Honestly Officer, there WAS a legal passing zone when I started!
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Great homemade pies. Only thing in town.
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More gas prices !
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Check out all of the bright colors of the buildings and the funky mules - all the places had them decorated uniquely.
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I kept looking around for two guys walking toward each other in the middle of the street with six-shooters hung low on their hips.
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check out the artwork on the building - it was people and animals made with normal household materials, pretty wild imagination!
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This was one of those towns that was very clean, nice and friendly. The type of place I could retire to.
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Big Longhorns held in with very flimsy barb wire.
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The temperature started climbing from low 80's to low 100's as we decended to the desert.
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These we think are Mesquite branches, and they are used in many fences throughout the country.
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As far as Patty is concerned - the only good snake is a squished one! Another reason why I don't want to camp at this moment... must of dodged a dozen snakes today ! - YUCK>>>
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Just like Silverton, Oregon the town had murals on the building walls, only there was only two buildings in this Texas town.
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Ok OK, so David is probably gonna kill me for these. But there were just so many beautiful flowers and photo ops!
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not exactly what David calls them!
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You need to use your imagination here, Patty is afraid to move off the road without serious scrutinizing of every foot placement.
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Back in the early 1900's this original group of Bison in Texas was used to populate several of our national parks, Yellowstone included.
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This State Park is really a big ditch in the desert ground, but it sure was pretty.
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Another reason Patty did not want to camp - when you have to hang your food up, so predators don't get it, it is not a good reason to want to hang around.
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Country Western star from years ago.
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Just plain nice Texas scenery on highway 83 headed west towars Tulia, Texas.
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Also on Hiway 86 going west toward Tulia, Texas
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Met up with Patti in LaPine for Lunch... How fun was that ! Thanks so much for lunch Patti !
We have stopped by this fun Bed & Breakfast for several years. The owners Donna nad Jeff are gracious hosts and tremendous chefs.
Ok so David gives me a hard time for taking pictures of flowers! Ha Ha , Hafta take some pics to send home to Grammy! (Davids Mom whom is a flower lover also!)
Land of the many bugs..........
They don't believe in spending money on welcome signs
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Not much to see so we looked at road signs
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There actually was some beautiful scenery along the way
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Now this was really desolate, hot and dry.
Hwy 50 in Nevada, called the Loneliest Hiway. Tell you what, Southwest Oregon has even more desolate roads!
Incredible - there were even more piles of shoes down in the gully still tied to snapped branches that had gotten overloaded with shoes and broke. This is on Highway 50 East just before the Highway 722 cutoff.
Pat Long's Road 722 that he suggested. Thanks Pat!
Climbing the long hill eastbound out of Austin - see Terresa, no snow!
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Nevada is said to have more mountain ranges than most states, and they were all pretty.
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I just left my hands off the bars for only a few seconds - really!
This is all still in Nevada.
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Well, there were a few other buildings.
Still taking pictures of gas prices around the states. I think Patty is obsessed with this idea.
After a 12 mile windy, curvey road we got to the top and the highest point is Mt. Wheeler which is over 13000 feet.
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Mt. Wheeler through the Aspen trees at 10000 feet
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Just a couple miles out of the Great Basin National Park. We went from 70 degrees and chilly to 104 degrees and HOT in a few minutes.
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This was leaving Nevada and looking back, this sign was better than going into the state.
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You could see several different dust devils swirling around the miles ahead visable to us. We had to slow down several times and let them cross the road so they would miss us.
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This was at the beginning of the road off highway 487 up to Mt Wheeler in the Grat Basin National Park. These were in the middle of nowhere.
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On the way up to Mt Wheeler
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I think these might be Aspen's? At top area of Great Lakes Basin National Park.
Bob Wire....Get it???
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They had weird art of all kinds all along the road to Great Lakes Basin.. loved it! Barb Wire....Get it???
Baker, Nevada...well a large part of it.
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Now we are going to see some color in Utah! These are between Milford, Utah and Mesquite, Nevada.
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You can be riding along very pieceably at 70 mph, enjoying the sites, smells, and relative quietude (as much as you can get with 70 mph wind noise and a Harley) and all of a sudden Patty stops to take a close up of some damn plant! She loves it!!
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In order to take in all 48 states as well as all four corners of the US on this trip, we had to go east from Northern California, cross Nevada into Utah, and then back across Arizona, Nevada, and into southern California to get to the South West corner. That way we did not miss Nevada and Utah since we would not be able to get into them again on our return from the east coast.
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Shortly out of Mesquite, Nevada we rode into Red Rock Park. These were the only red rocks for miles out in the middle of white desert.
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Not much water left in this lake. It goes for miles and none of it has much water.
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We got within 12 miles of Hoover Dam
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We were in the Mojave Preserve most of the way from Lake Mead to crossing I-40 on the way to 29 Palms.
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This was in Amboy, California. Below I-40. Not close to anywhere. We had no idea this was on the old historic Rt 66.
Now this is what I call getting "MY" bike washed!
Still all tucked away in the garage waiting for nice weather!
Seeings how David wanted his tour pack back, I had to have my own... and if I have to have my own... it surely needs to match my bike!
Oh sure - David decides he needs to have his faring painted before we leave... I can see eagles and flags... can you ?
The eagle and flags are starting to take form
The varigated copper leafing in place and before I started laying in the Kandy Kolor over the top.
Yeah it's done - time to pack! The glare is too strong to get a picture to show much detail. I'm sure we'll have plenty of chances en route!
let the sorting and packing begin
Along a lake, just outside of McCloud
This is near Gateway, Grand Junction area
Near Grand Junction and Gateway
We were some of the first guests to spend the night on the first night the Gateway Resort opened.
our local beauty !
When we were here, the bridge had photographers set up and taking pictures for calendar shots... very beautiful.
Riding back roads out of Morton towards Mt. Rainier.
I think this is on the way to Jackson Wy, coming in from the west. There is a place where they had a big slide due to an earthquake.
Heading for Montana
west of Shasta City
Just after this picture was taken, boy did we get hailed on.
Guess Where !!!!!
Sunset in the Yukon
Every brown spot we saw turned out to be a bear.... and every momma bear had at least 2 cubs if not 3.
We totally understand why they call the pass into Skagway, White Pass... it was, literally. and with horizontal rain...
Camping next to the waterfall in a rest area called Ione.
Near Mitchel
Our trip south to see Darrel, Tom, Wayne and Lowell... finally sunshine!
This was just east of Eureka - a small backroad that only locals know about.... great hugh trees.
Donna and Jeff's Bed and Breakfast. It use to be a hospital in the early 1900's. It was also featured on a TV show who's name eludes me at the moment
This has to be the most incredible eating establishment... Found it by dumb luck several years ago... have been back 1 - 2 times a year since... They also own the Hospitality Inn Bed and Breakfast... Well worth the drive to spend the night.
Just west of I-5
We looked like hobos with packs on our backs
My Fatboy looking pretty loaded down...note there was a tent and sleeping bag on this trip!
This was just south of Death Valley on our way home from visiting Tom Barratt at his place in Palm Desert.
This was taken last July (2008) when we were on a road trip with Mick and Patt
Near Beartooth Pass
Beartooth has some pretty outstanding photo ops!
David trying to decide which of his bikes to ride. The Fatboy had an oil leak and my Street Glide was still apart for paint.
The roads around Utah
The red rocks around Colorado are stunning
East of Vegas - near Lake Meade
David leading the pack!
Outside Stanley Idaho, heading out for Maine.
On the plains of North Dakota
This was taken the night of our anniversary just after we had toured Hearst Castle with Mick and Patt. We stayed in San Simeon
The smog of California made for some beautiful sunsets
Taken in September just out side our room.
Day 7 Arches National Park, Utah
We were such pros now that we took on the difficult and strenuous hike to Devil’s Gardens. We saw Landscape, Double O, and Private Arches. We took the “primitive” path instead of the “main trail”. This was over 7 miles of, shall we say, not easy going walking. Are we good or what?? This hike kicked our butts in no uncertain terms. There were two small side paths to two other arches that we walked right by because we were too tired. We learned well the terms “slickrock”, “fins” and “cairns” today. Cairn is a pile of flat rocks left as a marker to the path. We used those religiously. Slickrock is the smooth flat looking rock you can see in many of our pictures. It really has good footing, but it is not always so flat (at times we had to use our hands, feet and rear ends to get up and down these rock walls!). But don’t let it get small pieces of rock, dirt or water on it, then the term slickrock is well understood. Fins are the long ridges, high up in the air of slickrock that are fun but tiring to walk over. They can get really high, really fast, and if heights are a problem, don’t look down! When we got back to the room we could barely take a shower. But what a great day! Us Oregonians sure are not use to 5000 foot elevations!
Day 6 Arches National Park, Utah
OK, we are pro hikers now, and are off to Arches National Park just north of Moab. We have picked a few arches that look like we can handle the hikes to them. The ride into the park, to use an over used term, was awesome. The red rock formations made you check the road and then look back to the formation as fast as you could in order to see it again before you rode by. The park speed was 45 mph. We might have been going 30 mph. There was one formation after another. At the end of the day Patty and I had taken over 400 pictures between us. That is double our usual amount. We found the turn off to the windows arches, parked and locked the bikes up, and then proceeded to get ready for the hike. You would never believe all the stuff we had to take for a simple little hike. We always wear long pants to ride, so we wore our “hiking shorts” under them, tennis shoes of course must be just for hiking, no, we could not wear our riding boots. So here we are standing next to our bikes in broad daylight taking off our shoes and pants and then donning tennis shoes. Then the back pack for me and fanny pack for Patty with enough food and water in them for a hike to Mexico. We are ready now. Off we go. We had so much fun that by the end of the day we had seen both North and South Window arches along with Balanced Rock, Turret, Broken, Double, and Sand Dune arches. We hiked a total of over 6 miles and wherever possible took the longer hike trail.
Day 5 Moab, Utah
We have been walking daily since April 1, and today we put all that to test. We found a good hiking trail in our brochures that is up National Scenic Highway 128 about 6 miles from our room. The brochure says to allow three hours for this hike. It is a 4 mile hike round trip and follows a canyon back into an area called Negro Bill’s Canyon. Bill was an old homesteader many years back that grazed cattle and moved them through this canyon. I bet he didn’t have too many to sell when he got them to town. The rock formations along the canyon were really something to see. I had no idea what we had in store for us to see over the next few days. The hike was fun and there was a natural bridge called Morning Glory at the end of the trail. This is a rock formation that is formed by erosion to sandstone and leaving an archway. If the arch connects two pieces of ground it is called a bridge, if there is no connection, it is called an archway. You can tell better by looking at the pictures. There were five kids (I call them kids because what they were doing was too foolish for adults) rappelling down over 100 feet from the arch to the ground below. It was a sight to watch. A total of three hours and a couple hundred pictures later we completed the round trip and felt our first hike was a success.
Day four Price, Utah to Moab, Utah – 197 miles
The sun was out, and the temperatures rising along with Patty’s smiles as we started meeting her riding demands one by one. The red rock formations that Utah is famous for started showing up as we got onto Interstate 70, and the last 120 miles to Moab was a beautiful ride. When we reached Moab the weatherman had finally met all of Patty’s riding requirements at one time, and she was a very happy girl.
While waiting to check in to our room (they shut down from noon to 3) We just so happened to of came across Moab’s annual Memorial Day Weekend Art Festival. Yes, of course we went!
Cute place we’re staying in. Kokepelli Inn, which is owned by a lady from Bend, Oregon. Very personable folks that work here. They have gone out of their way to make sure our stay is enjoyable. We’ve enjoyed it so much, we’ve extended it from 3 days to 8!
Day three Wendover, Utah to Price, Utah – 344 miles
Finally, we see a brighter day ahead. Weatherman says no rain today so we left with confidence and no electric gear or rain gear. Now if you have crossed the Bonneville Salt Flats you will be aware of my next comment. Riding highway 20 to Burns is ecstatically exciting compared to riding the salt flats. It is like riding a table top with no end. You can see mountains way off, and I mean way off in the distance, but they just don’t seem to get any closer. We finally did manage to get to the end of the flats and turned south to ride around Salt Lake City. If you enjoy riding at 80 miles an hour and getting passed on the right and left on a 6 lane freeway, you would enjoy Salt Lake City. Not us. The nice two lane road (highway 196) we took was practically deserted and we enjoyed the solitude of easy cruising along the base of the Stansbury Mountains in the Wasatch National Forrest. We were however still trying to get under the clear blue skies that kept staying just out of reach. We took a side trip up Nebo Loop Road to see Devil’s Kitchen in the Unita National Forest. We rode from 6000 feet to almost 11000 feet in 20 miles. Guess what goes with altitude. Cold and more snow. Yep, as we got to Devil’s Kitchen the snow started, so we turned around and headed right back down. But it took awhile to get out of the cold, and I finally stopped and put my electric gear on for the balance of the day. The snow was really pretty on top of the Wasatch Plateau, and as we came out of the Wasatch Mountains the temperature started rising and the sun came out. We were back in the desert again for the last 20 miles to Price, Utah.
Day two Burns, Oregon to Wendover, Utah – 467 miles
The rains had moved on and we even saw some blue sky overhead so we were pretty happy with the days beginning. Temperatures were mid 40’s, a little brisk for Patty, but we both have electric gear and were definitely using it. We knew we had a lot of miles to cover today because we cut yesterday short and had room reservations in Wendover, Utah due to this being Memorial weekend. The first 148 miles went OK but the clouds got thicker and the temperature fell back into the high 30’s. But we were still happy we beat the rain. Or, so we thought. We fueled at McDermitt right on the border of Oregon and Nevada. Looking at the sky I suggested it was time to don the rain gear. Poor Patty, she looked like the Pillsbury doughboy with about six layers of clothes and electric gear, and now rain gear on top of everything else. But trooper that she is, off we went into Nevada hoping the rains would not come. That wish lasted about 30 seconds as the rain started falling lightly. By the time we got to Winnemucca we were in a full fledged winter snow storm. Every time we would ride over a hill, it was snowing on top. The temperatures were now in the low 30’s but still above freezing. We kept watching the tires of cars and trucks to be sure they were throwing water. We stopped and warmed up in a Subway and the people thought we were crazy riding in this weather. So did we. But ride we must so off we went yet again. Over the next 200 miles we rode in snow, sleet, hail, and freezing rain. Our windshields got coated in ice on each hill, but luckily not our riding glasses. I did have to put on a pair of goggles to keep from fogging up so bad. But as Wendover got within 50 miles we could see the break in the clouds and our hopes began to increase. In fact by the time we got into our motel room, the sun was out, high winds, but sunshine! We walked about two miles to the Rainbow Casino restaurant that we have enjoyed on other trips and had a warm and relaxing dinner of a fresh fruit platter. The way we are eating now has robbed me of all decent food. To look at my dinner plate and see watermelon, honey-dew melon, red grapes, strawberries, pineapple, cantaloupe, and two little micro chicken breasts, I pretty much think I am starving most of the time. They gave us a loaf of bread, but I know Patty’s steak knife would have been impaled in my hand had I reached for some. Day two ended pretty well considering the riding conditions we came through. Not quite what Patty had in mind.
Day one Canby, Oregon to Burns, Oregon – 306 miles.
Well, we watched the weather very closely for days before leaving on this trip, and we never did see a route that would be free of rain or cold. Patty, as you may know, demands 85 degree temperatures, light clouds to keep sun burn to a minimum, no dark clouds whatsoever, and definitely no rain. So we took off to the east and followed what the weatherman said was the least path of misery. Patty’s ideal traveling conditions would not be met on this day as we rode in the high 30 degree temperatures, dark clouds overhead about 90% of the time, and we even got hailed on for a short time. But no rain!! As we rolled into Burns we took one look at the major black cloud front coming right at us and it was an easy decision to stay the night here in Burns, Oregon and not go onto Winnemucca, Nevada as originally planned. Patty was in great spirits considering she despises the ride to Burns with all the straight roads and rather low level of scenery. We no more than got set up in our motel room than the skies opened up and really let loose. We felt pretty darn smart for stopping.
Patty and I are planning a different type of trip this time. The motorcycles will be used as primary transportation to wherever we are going. And then the difference begins. We hope to be walking or hiking through a lot of country not accessible by motorcycles. The plan is to go to Moab, Utah and see Arches National Park and Canyonland National Park up close and personal, then venture on south in Utah through Hovenweep National Monument and also The Natural Bridges National Park. Finally, we will swing Northwest into Bryce and Zion National Parks before heading homeward.
March 27 - I have a kazillion relatives that I've never met! One nice thing is I've never met a relative yet that wasn't gracious and willing to talk family history with me! Even tho I'm sure after I left they just shook their heads and said "now who was she!" LOL - but get this! Cousin Ken from Manitoba that we met last year on our travels heard where we were and wondered if I would be so kind to stop by and say hello to his aunt. Now his Aunt Betty Jean is 86 years old - when I called and asked if it was ok if we stopped by - she couldn't figure out how we were related, but that was ok, stop by anyway! Now you have to imagine this conversation - strange person calls up saying that she thinks we are related - but mind you, I have to wait between sentences as she was watching the game on TV and had to keep track of the score, let alone having a hard time hearing me! Lol - Lots of repeats! Now I had to get going on the genealogy website and try to figure out how we were related. The short version is we are not - but the longer version is she is my first cousins once removed wife sister’s niece! LOL - try explaining that one! We gave up, but sure had fun trying. Stories - what a hoot she was.. When giving me directions to her place, we were told to just drive down the main road from Benson to St. David, it will be the first big place on the right after you cross the San Pedro River, which is not really a river... oh and I have a red pickup out front! Hey surprisingly enough, it worked for us!
We were working our way towards Tubac, Tubac Arizona > Southern AZ Artist Colony & Travel Destination which is a town full of artist’s (remember I had said David get’s a huge award for being patient! You need to imagine a place kind of like Sisters, Oregon – take that times 4 or 5 with a southwest flair – you now have Tubac. But… before we reach Tubac, we need to head south to Nogales along the Mexican border… of course this is the place where we have been hearing about all the drug lords and cartels with all their fighting and shooting… needless to say, we did not stop, just rode straight thru. No problems – looked like a normal town from the south to us!
This same book, Arizona for Dummies had mentioned a great little restaurant in a town called Tumacacori called Wisdoms, Wisdom's Cafe - Tumacacori, AZ owned and operated by a local family. This place is known for its Mexican food but mainly for its fruit burro’s… which while visiting with neighbor Kathy up in Tucson, she mentioned to either share one or go very hungry and skip the lunch and go straight for the fruit burro alamode! Wow – talk about scrumptious! We got a cherry and a peach, which we split and shared. Yummmm! Definitely a must go, see and do! With a short stop off at Tubac, it was decided to come back on Sunday so we could walk, sit, enjoy and take in all the sites. This was soooo not a thing to do on a Saturday afternoon when there were a ton of people wandering around.
March 26 – The Chiricahua’s National Park - It is always tough to say good bye after staying with friends or family. We really enjoyed our stay with Ruth - what a layed back hostess she was - sure makes it nice for us! Ruth - again thank you so much for having us! Chiricahua National Monument - we had been there before many years ago with Ray and Teresa Carson but figured since we were so close we ought to go ahead and ride thru again. Did I mention I really like having a national parks annual pass! So much easier than waiting in line, pulling out money. Etc...
As we pull in to the park a pick up pulled up and warned us that we might not want to ride up as they were having 40 - 50 mph gusts up on top. Hey, we had ridden this far, we were going to the top! We did, and yes the wind was blowing quite severely! We walked out on to some of the points to take pictures. We both laughed - David took scenery pictures - I took pictures of funky knarly trees, moss, rocks! Some things just never change! But what a beautiful sight. All of these massive rocks balanced sometimes on a point on top of another rock - how they've stayed up I have no idea. I watched carefully when I rode close to a few of them! As I have said before, state parks and national parks are there for a reason - go check them out!
Leaving the monument area and getting down on the flats was not the greatest idea - but what we did not really have a choice as we needed to get to a town with a motel. The canyons we rode up were pretty well protected.. The flats were not... amazing - we could not even see the distant mountain ranges for all the brown dust flying by! Ugh.. Even my eyelashes had dirt on them! LOL not to mention all of my body parts including my toes ached from trying to keep the bike balanced in the wind!
Tuesday, March 23rd – 25th - Off to Cousin Ruth’s… The next few days were spent at Cousin Ruth’s. Cousin Ruth is a first cousin of my fathers. A lot of you know Cousin Monty from Albany. He is also known as Santa during the AMO Toy Run held out of Albany. Ok…he is Ruth’s son… now that we have the family connection taken care of. Met another son Randy and his wife April who also live down south here! And I hear there are more.. David – you’re a patient patient man going around and meeting all of these relatives!
Sunsites where Ruth lives is basically out in the middle of nowhere. Golf course, golf carts a means of transportation and nice adobe style homes. I loved wandering around looking at all the homes and their landscaping. Where we Oregonians have grass, weeds and moss, down south here they use rock! Ruth is a collector of antiques, along with a phenomenal quilter. When she use to live up north in Lyons, I remember going to her house and it was filled with these gorgeous antiques. Throughout our stay Ruth would show and tell us the stories behind several of the pieces. In the guestroom on a mannequin type frame (I’m sure they have an official name for it!) was the wedding dress that was worn by a great aunt of mine (Lena)… Ruth also had in a shadow box a wedding picture of Lena wearing the same dress, the ring box that held her ring along with some other memorabilia. The bed we slept in and all the dressers, armoire and misc. nightstands were created so as to come apart, lay flat and fit in to the bottom of a wagon… think of how hard it would have been back in those days to do woodworking without the tools we have now days. And the quilts, all over the place, all hand stitched. Most of them she created, but some were heirlooms from our ancestors from long ago.
Each day we did something different. Day 1 of staying we went into a town called Dragoon. I was looking for a woodworker that inlayed copper and turquoise. Which has been an interest of mine for quite some time. First store we stopped at – of which there is maybe 2 in the town (which is actually just a gravel road). Lo and behold – I had found him. What a nice man and his wife. Took us in the back part of their shop, shared with us how he did his inlaying. Mesquite, which is quite abundant down here, seems to be the wood of choice. Makes for some beautiful objects. Darren, you would love all this wood for your turnings! On to Willcox. We have a book called Arizona for Dummies – which I do like how the author lays out where and what to do. In it, it described a place called Stout’s in Willcox – home of the 5” tall apple pie. Decided it was perfect for lunch. Skip the other food (we did not try any) – go straight for the pie alamode! The whole shop in fact was quite fascinating. Stout’s had a huge picture window where you could watch them peel (on a huge machine) and create these many types of pies.
The next day we spent rock hounding! Darrell or Tom - if I ever ask you if you want to come along rock hounding - the best answer for you guys is NO! Oh my gosh what a fun experience. I would make a terrible gold panner as I would never ever leave - always just one more, I know there is just one more around the corner! LOL! Out of Courtland Cousin Randy had given us directions on how to get up to a place to go look for turquoise. we did find some.., but the hardest part was passing up all the old metal pieces, I found square nails, hinges, bits of broken purple glass bottles, dishes.. Oh my it just goes and goes. Mainly had the most fun in walking up the washes. When you'd find a treasure it was really hard not following that wash/vein up the gully! LOL Now remember, I am in rattlesnake country along with some other kind of really nasty snake that is more aggressive and tends to go after you..And you all know how I feel about snakes.. ha ha ha - it was so funny listening to me talk to myself, along with constantly throwing rocks - just in case! When Randy first told me about the really nasty snakes with rings around their tails - I kind of thought Monty had gotten a hold of him mentioning my fondness for snakes and that he might be pulling my leg. But later on that day while in a pottery shop - the gal mentioned them also... hmmmmmmmmm either way, did not see any! Several hours later, one whole saddlebag FULL of cool looking treasures - back to the homestead! Now the big problem - how to decide which to take and which to leave!
Did I mention the border patrols every where? Not only were they out and about in their pickups and horses, they had checkpoints set up on a lot of the roads. Every time we left Ruth’s place to go anywhere, it seemed we kept riding thru this one particular checkpoint. It got to the point that when we rode by in the opposite lane, they’d wave to us and when we had to ride thru their check point, they’d wave us thru! It was great – almost like we were locals!
David’s journaling - Be sure to go check out the descriptions that David has been writing on the pictures in the photo albums! His version of journaling!
And I see I need to go back and change the dates… I seemed to have been off a week… this retirement – so hard to keep track of what day it is, let alone what the date is! LOL! I know, I know, rough life, but hey someone has to do it!
Sunday, March 21 – 22 - Back to Bisbee! Just up the road from where we were staying in Green Valley was the Titan Air Missile Museum. David had wanted to go check it out as our neighbor Carl suggested we would find it interesting. It was. Pretty eerie. The tour turned out to be quite fascinating. I had no idea this had been going on – ok so I was 4 at the time! The tour guides even did a semi reenactment of what would have happened if they had received orders to send the missile. Gee for some reason the gentleman kept picking on me (I tried to subtly hide behind David!) so I was the other person in charge of sending off the missile to destroy some target…. Really not a good feeling Go check out the pictures and stories David wrote… he’s much more detailed than I!
So – off to Bisbee – I had been in email and phone contact with Stephen Pike, the musician and had semi made arrangements to stop in and chat some more with him today. We did and I had yet another wonderful conversation with a very talented artist. Thank you Stephen and I am enjoying yet another cd of yours!
Decided to take a couple of days off and hang out in Sierra Vista. David, tire checker that he is decided I needed a new front tire for my bike. Of course we always pick a Sunday to try and find a shop open… or a Monday…. For all of you non bikers, Harley shops tend to not be open on Sunday or Mondays. Checked out the local phone book and got lucky. Found a place called Cochise Motorsports that had the right size tire (I run an odd size on my front – makes it doubly hard to get it changed!) and was willing to do it right away… we did… I’m all safe and sound now! This bike I am riding now seems to run thru front tires… it does not seem to matter what the brand, but the tire starts to cup (wear funny) on me early. Every mechanic we have talked to says it’s in the air pressure. For those of you that know David, knows he is totally anal about the correct amount of tire pressure in our tires. So we know THAT is not the problem… wonder what is..
Saturday, March 20 – The 4th Street Spring Art Fair, Tucson - http://www.fourthavenue.org/fairs/general-information/ They advertised 400+ arts and crafts booths, 35+ food vendors, 2 stages, street musicians, food, jugglers, street performers. I think they lied – there had to of been more! And yes, we did hit every single one. But what a perfect day for it, the temperatures cooperated AND we found a parking spot! We got there early, which was good because by noon you could barely walk down the aisles. We’d been looking for some of the soup mugs they use to make way back when and as thus far had no luck. Here they had a few pottery booths that did. How to get them home without breaking! Luckily our neighbor Kathy happened to be spending a couple of months down in Tucson and it just so happened she had a car and I just so happened to be going over to visit her later on that evening. After a quick call to beg her to take our things back home (I forgot to mention we had bought 4 Indian style blankets in Tombstone!) we went ahead and purchased a couple of really fun mugs!
On to Green Valley for the night which is just a few miles from where Kathy’s house was. It was fun to stop and check out yet another great southwest looking home. The house inside and out was like an art gallery with a lot of original art. The outside was filled with every cactus species imaginable.. several I had never seen! Kathy – thanks so much for the great happy hour/ horsdeovers! AND for taking our stuff back north with you!
Friday, March 19th – Benson – Tombstone – Bisbee – Tucson: Wow, what a day this was… rode to Tombstone to take in some of our past history. This is a very touristy type town. All the shop owners and townsfolks were dressed in the old west period outfits.. Streets were closed down, stagecoaches running up and down the streets.. There was even a gunfight at the OK Corral. But what great fun… Darrell – you deserved kudos for so patiently sitting around while Tom, David and I strolled thru the gallery’s and tourist traps! LOL! But it was really fun! Heck they even had an ice cream parlor! Ok, who else would ride to Tombstone for ice cream! Yes Ann, I know you and Jane would be game!
Off down the road to Bisbee – what a great little town. I’ve been there before but never seem to spend enough time taking in all the gallery’s and culture (it is rather artsy fartsy type area). Darrell – again kudos to you! You are a very patient friend! But this place had even nicer galleries and one of a kind creations. Happened to be in this one particular gallery called http://www.55maingallery.com/. Beautiful artwork. As I was strolling around looking I happened to hear some music. I mean really beautiful peaceful music – the kind that stops me in my tracks to listen some more. So of course I enquired as to who I was listening to. The man replied “me!” Me happens to be Stephen Pike – and he calls his music “Heart Songs” how cool was that! I of course got in to a longer discussion and purchased one of his cd’s. (more on Stephen later!) Auntie Dee and Uncle Bobby – I really recommend you go to his site and listen to some of his music. http://www.stephenpike.com/index.html heavens – purchase some, you won’t be disappointed!
Love that when it happens. The last time I was so enthralled with music in a store was in Grand Junction Colorado… I bought music there too!
Oops, now where was I before I got sidetracked in Bisbee! The 4 of us headed our way to Tucson as the guys wanted to head for home. As we arrived closer to Sierra Vista, the winds started picking up, cooling down, clouds started forming… In my mind I was thinking – hmmmmm this looks like a really nice place to spend the nite… they can ride the rest of the way by themselves! LOL! Ok, so the closer we got to Tucson the more the wind died down which made for a nicer ride.
Riding in to Tucson all of a sudden – whoosh – jets flew over us. Talk about fascinating! The Blue Angels were in town practicing for the next day’s performance. It was sure fun to watch them play! With a wave good-bye, Tom and Darrell headed north and David and I turned off for a motel! What a wonderful few days we had riding with some friends. Thanks Tom and Darrell for coming and playing!
Thursday, March 18th – Hon Dah to Benson - Remember the part about running 50 miles or so down the dirt roads…? well one of us, ok a couple of us (and we won’t mention names!) could not stand the thought of these dirt encrusted bikes (now you know it was not me as the dirt blends right in to my paint scheme!) so yes, we did find a car wash!
Rode along the Salt River Canyon and along The Roosevelt Lake – very very pretty. Darrell, leading was in charge of finding a place to pull over for a picnic style lunch with a table… now remember that part about the rest areas being closed down? All their waysides did not have tables either! It worked out fine eating out of the back of my tourpak and we did have a spectacular view. I’ve yet to find a day that we did not truly like the scenery.
Wednesday, March 17th – St. Patricks Day - We are currently spending the night in Hon Dah, which is east of Phoenix and near the New Mexico border… I have a feeling this will be another do not leave early kind of mornings! The edges of the building and parking lot have anywhere to a couple of feet to 10 feet of snow… the roads are clear, but we do want to be careful of shady spots that might still have a bit of ice. We are staying at the Hon Dah Casino – which beings St. Patricks Day, they had a fun corned beef and cabbage dinner along with green beer and Irish music. Hmmm wonder if they would of made my ice tea green! Ohhhh ick!
What is it about us Oregonians that go ride in Arizona to find warm and sunshine and end up riding the higher elevations with snow!? This was another nice day of riding – eventho we started out with electric gear on thinking we’d be getting in to some pretty cold areas. They actually never materialized. It was a bit cool, but quickly warmed up. This day was much easier on us than the day before. Must have had something to do with paved roads instead of gravel! Did you know that Arizona is closing down most of its rest areas.. we’ve found that to be the case all across the state… kind of a bummer when you’re needing one and there’s nothing but sagebrush, cactus and snakes out there!
Tuesday, March 16th – Heading out of Phoenix – Tuesday morning found us next door at Chandler Harley Davidson where Darrell was renting a bike to go ride with us for a few days. In the past, he has trailered his bike down, but decided to leave it back in Salem this year. Thank goodness we voted him in to lead us out of town! Not as crazy as the night before, but still mind boggling! What a great day for a ride… more of that glorious sunshine.
Today was Tom’s birthday and we tried everything we could think of to embarrass him but to no avail! He just sang right along with the waitresses! Now looking at the map, and especially the state of Arizona map, they are really good about telling you about scenic byways… but what they forget to mention is which roads were gravel! Yes, we did find this out – but by that point we were already so far in to the road, it did not make a lot of sense to turn around and go back.. besides the gravel/dirt road was better than some of the paved roads we’ve been on. Ok so that started out fine…the road was fairly straight, smooth and with sweeping curves… the roads would progressively get worse, uphill, downhill, sharp corners and just when you thought you’d have enough, it’s smooth out again! If we had attempted that road a week or two earlier, it would have been impassible. As it was, they had recently graded it and for the most part was dry… the sides had snow and if it had been rainy it would have been to squishy and dangerous…
Have you ever rode your motorcycle and had it a bouncing along the road, pretty soon your hand that is on the throttle is bouncing along too and between the two your bike really gets to hopping! In fact a couple of times, it would pop out of gear into neutral! But boy was I glad I got to lead… LOL – should of seen the dirty bikes behind me! Now Tom, that should be a birthday to remember! Spent the night in Payson with a walk to an Italian Bistro a couple of blocks away (wonderful food)… no problem walking there… but here in these parts of Arizona, it tends to get a tad bit nippy at night… we walked briskly! In fact the nippy part produced ice on our seats the next morning! Needless to say, we did not leave very early..
Monday, March 15, 2010 – La Quinta to Chandler to meet up with another fellow rider from up north – Darrell!. Hmmm what can I say? Not a lot of choices when it comes to cutting across the lower part of the state. Pretty straight…lots of desert, lots of cactus.. but on the bright side, we had wonderful, oh so wonderful sunshine… in fact using 30 sunblock was still not nearly enough… no idea what we were thinking not grabbing the heavier duty sunblock… you can bet we have it now!
Now Phoenix riding is never a good thing… 5 – 6 lanes of traffic and inevitably someone comes streaking across all lanes of traffic to take the exit.. ha – and we thought Portland traffic was crazy! They have these warning signs posted all over letting you know that you are now approaching a photo speed enforcement zone. Here were these cameras taking pictures of you front and back. Did not make sense to me that you would get warned – seems to me that one would slow down for that section and speed up again once you were past them. Darrell said that they have really cut down on the accidents. Thankfully with no problems, we found our exit along with our hotel. Penny and Darrell, friends of ours that are snowbirds down here were gracious enough to pick us up and drive us over to a wonderful Mexican restaurant for dinner. Thank you Penny and Darrell – it was fun! (and tasty!)
March 14, 2010 LaQuinta (Palm Springs, Calif)
Well hello all – and you guys thought I was not ever coming back and writing! Here I sit in sunny southern California, visiting and staying with a couple of friends, Tom and Sue - listening to the hot tub waterfall in to the pool, watching the palm trees sway in the breeze overlooking a gorgeous golf course…. I know, blah blabh blah… hey, someone has to do it and I voted for us! Did I mention it was in the low 80’s… I didn’t huh! LOL. You get the picture! As I mentioned, I am sitting by the pool, relaxing and enjoying the peace and quiet – on the other hand David is out front washing both the motorcycles ! Oh my gosh, I had better go get a picture! Ok, got that rough chore out of the way! My job is to hold down the patio furniture! Nice!
And yes, before anyone asks – we did haul the bikes down on the trailer with the van – much to David’s dismay… and did I as we were driving thru the monsoons and snow til Redding, Calif (420 miles from home) mention at least once and twice “wow, sure glad we drove!” – hmmmm no rubbing it in at all! We did drop the van and trailer off at a storage unit which we rented for a month, with the option to call and extend if we wish!
The plan is tomorrow, which is Monday morning to ride over to Chandler, Arizona, spend the night and Tuesday, another friend Darrell will take off with Tom, David and I for warm and sunny parts. Not quite sure where all we will go – kind of look at the weather and make the decision the night before.
Today we awoke to sunny skies – unlike our weather recently in Oregon. I do have to admit it has been a mild winter with some warm sunny t-shirt days in February. Drove to old town LaQuinta area with Tom and Sue to wander thru an art festival being held outside in a park. Fabulous. Very nice juried art. A lot of blown and hand thrown glass, bronzes, metal sculptures, rock, mixed media’s - each artist was top quality and unique in their own style. So was a great pleasure to walk around browsing.
Have you ever made one of those decisions and then wonder what on earth you were thinking and realize you obviously hadn’t been?! David had been wanting to have his bike repainted, so a week before we leave I thought, why not I can do it. I like working under pressure and having a time line… right…. Do you realize a bagger, which is a big bike like we are using on these big trips have 13 pieces requiring paint! Arghhhhhh – boy was I sweating it there for a bit… lots of really really late nights.. but by golly, we got it put back together, cleaned up, loaded and the whole nine yards.. just to get rained on, snow, sleet, hail! Hence the bike washing when we got down here! Tom made us hurry, put our bikes in the garage and close the doors as he didn’t want to bring down the neighborhood value! LOL! He, of course, was just having fun picking on us!
We have a few trips coming up this summer. We had thought to spend the summer running across Canada, but decided to do a month here and a month there, kind of break it up… That’s a whole nother journal entry!
Sunday, September 13 - Sunset Poker Run. What a fun poker run Sunset HOG Chapter put on. We enjoyed nice weather, good roads and great friends. Sunset's poker run took us for a short quick trip out the Columbia Gorge to the Bridge of the Gods. - If any of you our visiting our area via your motorcycle. This is not a bridge for the faint of heart. It is a very tall steel grated bridge, in which I tried to capture on film. (don't read this part Grammy!) Actually if I could ride across this bridge with one hand, while trying to take pictures of the water underneath, it wasn't that wobbly - hmmmm, or maybe after the roads we've been on during our grand adventure, maybe I didn't notice!
Anyway, most of our riding was done up in the state of Washington throughout winding paved roads amongst the massive trees in their forests in and around the backside of Mt. St. Helens. The Columbia Gorge unfortunately had some leftover smoke from some recent fires, which made the pictures pretty hazy. But once we headed into the forests away from the smoke, we had great scenic views! Our ending point was at a park just outside of Amboy, Washington, which we had never been to before and worked well for this venue.
We really enjoyed seeing old friends that we'd not been able to visit or ride with all summer. Cam, your bike still looks wonderful! It was really great to see all of "The Girls". It sounds like the girls ride up to the San Juan's was fantastic, along with an incredible Oregon HOG State Rally - sorry to of missed them! (but we thought about you! does that count?!)
By the time we got home, we ended up with close to 300 miles on our odometers. Pretty good for a day jaunt in to the country!
Tuesday will find us heading out on our next adventure! - til then!
OK, we've decided we need to break in slowly this stay home stuff... So therefore we should travel some more but not stay out as long!
Looks like we will leave Tuesday for a week or so (depending on weather!) Our Salem HOG Chapters riding event this year put on by Karen Brown takes us on a tour throughout Oregon's State Parks - or at least 67 of them. We also wanted to stop by (one more time at least this year) at our bed and breakfast we like in Dorris, California at Jeff and Donna's Hospitality Inn. And did we catch heck from Patti over in Payette, Idaho for not stopping by or what?! So will stop and spend the nite with her as well.
For those of you that do not live here in the NW, we'll take pictures so you can see what our state looks like - from the ocean, hills, valleys, mountains, desert and our painted hills area.
Sounds like fun to me!
We’re home safe and sound – yippee, hmmmmm, well kind of (the home part!)
Hey, special thanks to all of you for all of your calls, emails and well wishes (ok, even those of you that said onery things too!). It was really fun for us to look at the website and see how many of you followed along with us. Not sure if you can read the count or not, but the last time I looked, we had 3467 views. Pretty darn cool!
I have decided to keep the site open as it’s a great way for me to journal some of the different things we are doing (hey the sun is still shining, so we can still travel right?!) – and this way “the family” can keep track of us –- hopefully we won’t get those kind of phone calls or emails that say “ I am going to come find you if you don’t return this” – or “are you ignoring me again?” and Sharon, if I put in pictures of my flowers or weeds – you WILL enjoy them – or at least lie about it!!!
What else did I want to remember? Some of this next part is just misc. I wanted to remember and some stats!
While up in Manitoba – they were talking about the sides of the roads and how they keep them mowed so the snow will blow off and not make drifts. The tidbit about the weather being 50 below made us decide we really would not like living up there in the winter – we just could not fathom weather that cold… what a different way of life that would be… I’m sure that explains all of the grilles on cars and trucks that have plug ins sticking out! And hey Ken – found another really really cool old truck… could you throw it on the flatbed on your way down?! Thanks!
Missouri still wins the state with the most billboards (and most obnoxious looking ones!) They have them at all different heights and tons of them. Other states seem to have a height and limit restriction.
Connecticut wins the neatest houses as in colonial style.
Kentucky wins the coolest farms and horse stalls!
New Hampshire wins the state with roads needing the most repair.
Michigan is still the friendliest state – Canada as a whole is right up there too, but it isn’t one of our states!
North Dakota – the windiest
Washington DC – the most emotional
Delaware and New Hampshire – most historical
Each state does have its own personality and beauty (yes, North Dakota included!)
I don’t think we have found a state that we would not go back to. Ok, at the time I might of done a bit of whining… but heck, now they just make great stories. Amazing how time and distance changes things!
Vic – never made it to Butte on this trip, and of course cannot find the name of the restaurant you recommended but will grab it from you some time and will make sure we get by there! I know, any excuse for a ride!
A good idea for our Dealerships is to have some “suggested” routes for travelers. We all have some of our favorites of various distances. We noticed some of the dealers/HOG Chapters provided copies of such routes. This would be great for out of towners who want some ride ideas. (Heck, even some of the in towners) also, one dealer had a list of nearby motels/eating establishments along with some pricing available for travelers. Maybe this is something we can compile and leave down at the dealership. (No Jane, I did not raise my hand and volunteer!)
David mentioned he did not realize how many different Indian Tribes and Reservations there were. All across the states, each area and state have different tribes – along with can’t pronounce names - I thought the other states had really hard names to pronounce, ha – I had forgotten the names up here in the Puget Sound area!
The end! (sniff!!)
Total Miles using my daily mile sheet was 22007.9. David’s odometer was 22014. (but I actually had less due to that darn tow job…)
Miles per day including days we didn’t go anywhere was 205.6 miles per day.
Gallons of fuel was 1100, and super unleaded ranged from $2.399 to $3.309 per gallon across the country.
Bike services counting the one before we left was a total of seven fluid and filter changes. We changed all fluids each time as we were running in hot weather and sometimes rather quickly.
Tires. We had all new tires before we left home, replaced both back tires after 12800 miles. Could have gone farther, but old worry wart David wanted to be safe. (go figure) Replaced my front tire at 15360 miles as it was cupping badly. We were told that was due to improper inflation. If you know David at all, you know what he said about that! And finally we replaced my rear tire again at 19167 miles due to metal shavings getting through the tread.
Dealerships - Every Harley dealer we asked to perform any maintenance at all on our bikes, did so in amazing times. Can you imagine getting all three fluids changed in both bikes, and both rear tires replaced, all within two hours? The only other maintenance item we needed was to replace David’s front rotor. We had to ride 50 miles to a Harley dealer that had the rotor, but they got us right in and changed it in an hour and a half. For some reason David didn’t like feeling the front end bouncing as he rode through the Tail of the Dragon with a warped rotor.
Down days – 6 (Prescott, AZ (goofed off in town) – Clinton, Miss (rain) – Yulee, FL (rain and dealing with room break in) – Belfast, Maine (rain) – Mauston, WI (rain) – Manson, Manitoba (goofed off!)
Laundry – we washed clothes in 14 different states and used 155 quarters to get it done.
DVD’s – 17 mailed and number 18 will be finished at home.
Pictures taken were over 21000, and 12000 were put on DVD’s to keep, and 2477 pictures were put into 23 albums on the site.
Journals – 100 counting this one
Harley Dealers – 86 (at least!)
9 relatives (boy watch out the rest of you next year!)
10 border crossings Canada/us
2 flashing light pullovers (as in officers of the law!) (David 2 – Patty – 0)(no tickets tho!)
Motel rooms – 104
Nites used heater – 1
Nites camping – 0 but I offered once!
48 states
5 provinces
5 time zones
Mountain ranges - 47
Saturday, August 29, Day 107 – THE END - Our last day of the trip found us leaving in the misty coastal dampness and on thru the Olympic National Rainforest… hmmm rainforest – exactly! After a stop off at Aberdeen to shed some layers and get some hot coffee to finish warming up, we were off to Long Beach Washington for a quick (and I mean really quick) stop off to say hi and get a hug from Uncle Bobby and Aunt Marcy. I think Aunt Marcy summed it up really well as we made our excuses to get going! Something to the effect of “once that horse turns home towards the barn!” It was great seeing you both. Your place looks great. Uncle Bobby – after your surgery, you look very well.. and for those of you related to that side of my family – do not EVER miss a reunion… there’s something about being volunteered to do things if you don’t show up.! Seem to think Sister Pam is somehow involved – hmmmmmmmm….
Portland by far has the worst drivers when merging is considered. Back east and I think every other state in the Union all handle merging very well. ½ mile to a mile before you “HAVE” to merge, everyone does, which creates a smooth transition down to less lanes so the traffic just keeps flowing… Portland? Oh no way. This is the land of “I can make it past ONE MORE CAR” and cut them off place. Amazing how when in other large unknown to us cities, we’re very respectful and cautious of the speed limits. It seemed like on our way south, when we reached Vancouver/Portland, this attitude just comes over you. Speed limit says 55, so you go 65 – 70 (don’t read this Grammy and Gpa!), you become waaay more aggressive and you get to where you will not even consider letting that person flying up on your right side cut in front of you… wonder why that is!
We did stop off and surprise Grammy and Gpa. That was great – they were so excited and very surprised! And of course we stayed and enjoyed dinner with them – (thought we timed that really well!) and good grief – after briefly looking thru the 3 boxes of treasures she had collected from all the care packages we had sent home… I just shook my head! I can’t believe we mailed that much stuff home! But it’s all there! Great winter project… hmmmmm, I think we hear Arizona calling to us – have I mentioned that we love this retirement stuff!
And then we came home. Of course, throughout the trip you wonder if the house is still standing, the cows are still alive or did the guys BBQ them!? Cat’s? Did we have them before we left and do we still have them? Remember, this is a 23 year old son we left in charge! ! And of course we did advise him; this is your 2 week warning, 1 week warning, we’ll be home by Saturday thing!
Ya know, for being gone 3 ½ months the place looked pretty darn good! The inside was cleaned up (we did not want to know what happened while we were gone!) and the outside, sure it had a few weeds, and our new favorite color is brown! But you could tell Doug had taken care of things…. Our cows were fat and happy. One cat loved having us back, the other was a witch before we left – and has not changed! All in all, we were happy! Guess we can leave again, and not worry near as much next time!
Friday, August 28 – On to the “really” last point! - Thought we were going to make it the whole trip without any incident’s – well ok, disregarding the flat tire and a couple of others! As we were heading out to go catch the ferry for Port Townsend, we pulled in to a gas station and this very frazzled man came rushing over to us. He needed help, his bike would not start and he did not know how to get his seat off the bike to check the battery. I think the bike was a Kawasaki. So good ole’ David to the rescue. Still could not get the seat off – so David said, ok, let me push you, pop the clutch and we’ll get it started that way. Well as the guy explained earlier, this was his first motorcycle.... hmmmmm – after several tries, David said, are you SURE you’re in 2nd gear.... oh yes, yes, I am.... ok, try it in 3rd then......hmmmmmm, ok, how about turning on your “on” switch, which was in the off position! Now, most of us would know that if someone was pushing us, when it did finally fire, we’d pull in the clutch and give it fuel... did this guy – oh no, he grabbed a handful and took off. David had been using all of his forward momentum trying to push this guy and bike - needless to say, David remembered his drop and roll technique from his football days. Unfortunately, we’re a bit older and don’t mend as easily! But no big injuries, and all’s well that ends well!
Oh, and yes, we did make the ferry – barely, but hey, barely counted! Several other bikes were on board, and as usual, you strike up that conversation of where are you from, where’ve you been? And where ya going? My conversation was with a really fun couple from Australia (they live an hour from Keith Urban and Nicole Kidman!) that had shipped their bike to Portland, wandered all thru Montana, Wyoming, Idaho, Washington, etc... and were on their way back to Portland to ship their bike home and to fly home themselves. So on the discussion of Montana and all the great places there are in that state, she said they stopped in this great town and had the most wonderful lunch. Couldn’t remember the name of the restaurant, but the town’s name was Livingston. So I promptly made a suggestion of the name and looks of the building! Yeppers, it was one and the same, Montana Rib and Chop House! They also had rode out thru the Paradise Valley area and thought it was spectacular! Small, small world! After sharing more conversation and cards with our email addresses and phone numbers...the invite to hey, are you planning on coming to Australia!? Well, heck, that is on our list of things to do – wonder what it would cost to ship 2 bikes over there! The same shy David visited with a couple on an Ultra from Wisconsin pulling a trailer, and since we were there last year and this year too they compared their likes and dislikes of travel in Wisconsin. David mentioned to watch out for deer in Oregon, and then the Wisconsin couple told their story of how they had been told by the Oregon visitor center to be sure and go to Joseph, Oregon. Well, that was the weekend of the Bronze Foundry Ride and there were no motels available. So they had to ride miles in the dark to find a motel. We all know what trouble riding in the dark can bring to us. Sure enough they hit a deer, ran off the road, but were able to stay upright and get back on the road. One minor dent, one hell of a ride, but their attitudes were great, and they left us with smiles and waves as they headed to Crater Lake.
It is so nice to get back here to our wonderful, beautiful Pacific Northwest. It is such a comfort in being back amongst what our “comfort zone” is. Tall mountains, curvy roads, fir trees, and lots and lots of green. And oh my, that ocean smell – salty sea breezes, smoked salmon and crab! Did you know that our west coast ocean area smells different than the east coast ocean area? It does, wonder if it has anything to do with us not having any humidity?! We don’t realize how very lucky we are with the area in which we live. Most of us live here in the Willemette Valley and within an hours time we can either be on our coast, in the mountains or in the desert. The other states do not offer such diversified areas so close.
So then, as I was saying way back there before I got sidetracked, off to Neah Bay, and another claimed furthest Northwest point of the mainland USA. This was one of three places that claims the Northwest point – so we showed all of them since all three places claimed it, we rode to each and got them all! Ha ha – procrastination??? Nahhhh, not us?! And good grief – must be back in Washington along the coast – cold, damp, foggy… arghhhh. We had called ahead to Forks, Washington, thinking to get a room which would line us up great for our ride home the next day. NOT to happen. Something about Forks, we just can never seem to make it thru. Last time we rode that direction, David’s solenoid went out. This time, they were having drag races and every place in town was booked. The decision had to be made to ride the extra miles to Aberdeen, or back track to Port Angelas. Hmmmm, neither which was too great of an idea. Thank goodness the small motel we came to when we first got to town had a couple of rooms available and was also the one we had stayed in last time. And again, thank goodness we did, for as soon as we got unloaded and the bikes locked up, coming from the south (the direction we were headed) comes the rain, and it just poured… figures!
Thursday, August 27 – On to our last corner/point of the USA - The next day found us on our way to our – what we thought – was our last corner, the Northwest point. After a quick stop at Skagit HD, we were informed that Point Robert is the furthest point. To get to Point Robert, you need to cross in to British Columbia and get to it from there. Which we did – we ended up having to do 4 border crossings within a 2 hour window and do you know, those border crossings went far better than that one at North Dakota, and they were waaay larger than the small one up there - go figure. In fact the Vancouver crossing back to the United States had a couple of young border control officers in uniform (no Patt, I did not take their picture nor check for…. Oh, never mind!) wandering around, checking and talking with people waiting in line. Of course smarty pants David raises his hand as they walk by and said “pick us, pick us” I could have brained him! So of course both young officers, stopped and chatted. When the one found out we were from Canby, Oregon he not only knew where Canby was, but had played many a soccer game there (probably played against our son Doug) what a change from folks not even knowing where Oregon was, let alone knowing of a small town such as Canby! While waiting in line, we were still chatting with these young men, letting them know what we had been doing and about the USA corners we were trying to reach, the soccer player officer from SE Portland mentioned we needed to take a right as soon as we got across the border into Blaine, Washington and follow the side road clear out to the dock. Perfect view of the whole bay area and the furthest point in the Northwest. So, we did.
August 26th – Getting Closer – Where else could we go to procrastinate? - Had not noticed any bees/yellow jackets until we got here to the northwest – now all that protein from all the bug splats sure have created a feast for those nasty little critters! And another thing I have noticed is that out west here we are much more hospitable in as far as the bathrooms go! Our rest areas have bathrooms, as do our gas stations. They are not locked, do not require keys and no quarters are needed to use them! Riding in to eastern Washington you’re quickly reminded that this is the land of alfalfa and wheat fields – never ending at times – in fact, the areas are so flat, you can keep a radio station for miles. Also when you see clouds out here, a cloud is just a cloud - there’s is no concern of running for cover to dodge the lightning and rain! We use to hope for a cloud (light ones!) and ride really slow under them in the shade – out here we now look for sun patches and ride slowly thru the warmth! It is much colder out here in the mornings. To the point of gearing all the way up. Good heavens, we’ve even noticed the trees starting to change color. What happened to the summer? Oh, that’s right, we were gone and missed it! Not sure what it is about Spokane, but I sure have never cared to ride thru that town. I’d rather ride thru Seattle at 5:00pm.
And then down the hills in to Cashmere, land of the applets and cotlets. Wow all of those apple orchards – all getting ready for harvest – and then we see the Alps of the Northwest – All those gorgeous mountains surrounding the Leavenworth area. Love that town – need to make it back some Christmas for their Festival Lighting celebration – which is supposed to really be something. As usual, enjoyed wandering around and checking out all of their huge flower baskets (much to David’s dismay!). Absolutely amazing – of course I took a kazillion pictures! As the evening came to a close, we went to our favorite little hole in the wall brat and beer garden and partook in some local favorites! And shy person that David is, invited another couple who was looking for a place to sit, to hold down the other end of our table. Great couple from British Columbia – very very friendly and we all enjoyed lots of conversation and travel stories.
August 25 – In to Idaho – How odd of a feeling this is – not that far from home. We drug our heels yesterday and stopped at every scenic area we could find… so what could we do today to procrastinate. Hmmm, let’s start by getting up late, making 5 stops before ever leaving town… well heck, let’s stop in Coeur d Lane, Idaho and say hi to Rick Mays, one of our favorite Harley Techs that had been at our Salem store FOREVER until moving to Idaho to be near his mom. Rick looks and sounds great – said to tell everyone hello! Rode along the Kootenai River and thru Kootenai Valley – wow, what another beautiful area. Have not been seeing a lot of wildlife – tho I suppose that is a good thing! Did see a couple of eagles – too far away to take a picture of. Oh, almost forgot – rode by this really neat drive in, as in movie theater – sure don’t see many of those anymore – they had a car mounted on a huge pole – how funny looking that was. In fact this whole town had a lot of vehicles mounted on poles – wonder whatsup with that?!
August 24 – Glacier National Park – we usually go thru this area from the west to east. Today we had the opportunity to ride it from the east to the west backwards for us across the Going to the Sun Highway. So if we go the opposite direction, does this mean that it is the road going to the center of the earth?! Hmmmm?? As we rode nearer we noticed how hazy the sky was – There must have been a fire somewhere near as when we got in to the mountains it was really hazy. This was too bad for picture taking, but Glacier is such a gorgeous place to ride in, and the view is so, ah, majestic, or fantastic, a little bit of smoke and haze was not going to stop us! There was a bit of road construction going on – one stretch we rode on dirt and rock. Not a problem, they had it pretty well packed down. We managed to be here on a Monday. Sure glad as there was not a whole lot of traffic – lucky for us! And the rocks – oh my – that was really hard not to stop and pick them up… but gee, I did take lots of pictures of them!
The water up here is so crystal clear. After seeing all the different rivers, lakes and oceans during this trip – I must admit this has to be some of the prettiest, cleanest water anywhere in the US. The color reminded me of the color at Niagara Falls. A rich turquoise/aqua – and did I mention how clear it was! Glacier Park as usual was a great ride – highly recommend it!
August 22 – 23 – Home at Last – well ok, so it feels like home – Sure love this area around Livingston, Montana and the Paradise Valley. We did find some property that wouldn’t be too tough to move in to in the Paradise Valley, along the Yellowstone River - but alas… not yet! We know we’ve really hit the west when they advertise motel rooms with stalls and corrals for your horse! And yes, we did get to the original Montana Rib and Chop house. Now we actually had ate at one of the others the night before in Billings. I, of course look at the menu and decided to eat either the salmon or chicken… David reminded me that they were known for their ribs and chops… ok, so I ate the ribs – very good. Ok, ok, back to the “real” rib and chop house in Livingston. Definitely the best – and if you ever eat there – go for the rib eye steak – oh yummmm. You always wonder if a place, whether a town or eating establishment is really as good as you remember. This town and restaurant have never failed me!
And then it was time to turn for home – how sad was this. I think it kind of hit us both that our wonderful trip was about to come to an end…. I really pushed for heading south to Wyoming instead of north towards home! Something about Jane would absolutely brain him if we did! We did ride some roads and areas in Montana that we’d never been before – so that was fun. I thought we pretty much had rode all over that state. And what is it with the “isolated” thundershowers out here all over the plains – how is it they “isolate” over the top of us!????
August 21st – Another new tire? - Rick of Elite Towing in Roundup, Montana, came to save the day and haul us (me) to Billings. Now you have to know, I worried all night long, lost sleep, the whole nine yards worrying that my tow truck driver was going to be this huge, burley, smelly, wife beater shirt that smoked the whole way to Billings (120 miles – arghhhh) so imagine my relief when this very nice clean-cut young man pulled up with a trailer for my bike. Rick turned out to have the same gift of gab and love of art as myself! The time just flew by – as I was having a wonderful time chatting – and guess what,? He also likes listening to Sugarland (country and western group!) Thanks Rick for such an enjoyable ride to the Harley Dealership and if you are ever in our area – holler!
Beartooth HD, Billings was pretty busy, but still took our bikes in. We asked if they could go ahead and change our fluids so it is taking a bit longer than normal. We arrived about 11:45 this morning and as I type this it is now about 5:30 and they are not quite done. We’ve decided to go ahead and spend the nite in Billings and head for Livingston tomorrow as it is still another 100 miles up the road. This actually has been a great opportunity to get caught up on our movie for parents and for me to get caught up on journaling.. We definitely need a second computer while traveling! Maybe for Christmas!
August 20th – And the adventure continues! - Woke to cloudy skies but was due to clear throughout the day. As we headed out, stopped for fuel and I happened to notice the sign on Grandma Sharon’s Restaurant – it said mosquito free dining… now is that any indication on how bad the mosquitoes are out here!
Now remember the part about everyday producing another adventure. We were heading for Lewistown, Montana on highway 200 – for those of you that have ridden this road, you may have visions of hwy 50 in Nevada. This road had nothing but rattlesnakes, cows, bugs, and a never ending road – remember way back when I talked about the lonliest highway segment – this is about the same! Oh, and grasshoppers, the big, mean, hard hitting, splattie kind! They were so big you could see them coming and they still would hit you. Stopped at a rest area for a break, and as we left finally came upon a slow meandering curve. How great was that. Well heck, my bike started wobbling and weaving, which is what happens sometimes when they groove the roads. What, this road is NOT grooved…. Hmmmm, soooo, no shoulders, kept riding and slowing down til I felt it was safe to pull over and traffic from both directions could see us… flat rear tire – oh major bummer… David tried the lay on ground and fill it with air… there was a puncture somewhere and would not hold air. And then we noticed the ants crawling all over - ick! Had David itching all night long! Soooo, climbed the little hill next to the road on foot to try and get phone service and call AAA and or HOG Roadside Assistance. After several dropped calls, finally got it figured out where I was – they kept asking for a crossroad, business or mile marker – helllllllooooo, what part of I am in the middle of nowhere do you not understand! A lady was kind enough to stop and ask what she could do to help. And at the same time mention to be careful as there were rattlesnakes all around – oh great – like that is something I need to be hearing.. She did mention that the next town, some 15 miles up the road, was a town that had a towing service. As it was getting later and later, convinced David to go ahead and leave me (he was not real happy about this) to see if there was a way to get my bike brought into town. It was after 5pm and we assumed the local businesses in that town of less than 200 people would probably roll up the sidewalks any time now. Now at the moment I am not real happy with either AAA or Harley Roadside Service. They were having problems locating someone that had the capabilities of hauling a motorcycle. I ended up calling Beartooth Harley Davidson in Billings Montana and asking them if they had anyone they deal with. (Billings is 120 miles away and the closest dealer) called AAA and HOG companies and gave them the towing company names. I called about every hour to find out the status as I had never heard anything from either company! Same answer, we have someone on the way.. Or our supervisor is working on it. 4 hours later I was getting pretty frustrated. When I mentioned to the young man that I was stranded out in the middle of nowhere, sun was setting and in the eyes of the drivers so they had a hard time seeing me, darkness was approaching, it gets very cold after dark in the desert, there were rattlesnakes around and I was getting a tad bit nervous – he said well you could always call athe police. Heeelllllloooooooo – like what are they going to do!? I know, come sit there with me and turn their lights on. David was taking what seemed like a really long time getting back. Now, we couldn’t get the bikes off the road as there was no shoulder and it was very soft and a steep drop off. At first I was not too worried as there was not a lot of traffic, but as the day progressed, the traffic picked up, and, never fails, I’d have two big trucks approaching opposite directions at the same time… which I could watch approaching for many miles! hmmmm do I run for cover and hope there is no snakes, or do I stay with the bike..so I sat and waited and waited and waited, later and later it got and of course every sound I heard I just knew was going to be a snake – ugh…
Local place in Winnett, Montana, where David had gone. Also did not have the capabilities to haul motorcycles, but volunteered his wife to come haul me with their small trailer… boy was I glad to see them! The extra time it took David was waiting on the wife to hook up the trailer. Heck the UPS man showed up at the service station in Winnett where David was at, and had seen me sitting on the side of the road, offered to go back and haul me back in his UPS truck as it was so desolate out there! Anyway, got my bike loaded up and she hauled us back to the shop, tried several more calls to AAA and HOG – problem was they do not have anyone near this area (timbuctoooo) that can haul bikes. I guess what irked me the most about these companies is that they didn’t have the courtesy to call and advise me where they were at with my plea for help. And did I mention that I had already killed my cell phone’s battery and was on the last bar of David’s cell phone…. Great…
Dave and Becky whom own the towing/gas station in Winnett spent a lot of their evening helping us out. Becky called the local hotel, which we would never of known was even there, booked us a room. Turned out to be one of those very nice finds… clean rooms, handmade quilts – even on the table tops, extremely reasonable - $38 if you use one of the beds, another $3.00 if you use the 2nd bed in the room! Dave, her husband, called a friend over in Roundup who also has a towing business. After talking with him several times, we made arrangements to have him come pick me up the next morning, with or without any of the towing companies’ approval. We knew this was gonna hurt the pocket book – but hey, what do you do, you don’t really have a lot of options when you choose to ride the back roads like we do. Becky then proceeded to deliver me to our motel after a tour of the 3 street town. We had asked if they had any restaurants – yep, but closed at 6 (it was 7:30) ok, how about a grocery store – yep, but closed at 6… ok, how about any where to eat… well you can go to this bar, great burgers or across the street to this bar, they have pizza. As we finished getting settled and unloaded, we joked about how the pizza was probably going to be a Totino’s. Walked to the pizza joint/bar - café was closed – but we asked if we could still get a pizza – she said sure, help yourself, pick out what kind you want out of the freezer in the corner! Oh my, David and I both looked at each other and started chuckling! (but amazingly they had freshed baked Marion Berry Pie (which is usually only found in Oregon!) - nope did not have any!) Spent some time sitting there waiting for pizza to be cooked and enjoyed visiting with the locals. They were so thrilled to have some fresh blood to talk to! What a hoot! Almost felt guilty leaving – but not quite! One quite talkative gentleman by the name of “something” Zane Lemmon (who was named after his dad’s favorite uncle whom happened to of raised hops in Canby, Oregon way way back when!) said hey, I have some free wooden nickels for a place up north, what room are you in and I can drop them by. Didn’t remember the room number and not sure what time he left the bar, but when we got up the next morning he had taken the time to put them in a plastic baggie and tie them onto David’s rack on the tour pak – what a nice guy – love the smaller town friendliness!
Wednesday August 19th, Day 97 - Back to the States - Started the morning with driving in to Moosomin, Saskatchewan for breakfast (thank you Rae and Ken) they mentioned that it is always nicer to see friends off by going someplace away from their home, so it won’t be quite as sad and empty feeling. So, for the 12 mile (seemed more like 20 miles to me) ride to Moosomin I was holding my breath as I was on fumes (gas stations are not on every corner up there!) but we made it! And then we were off to the last leg of our adventure!
Manitoba and Saskatchewan have lots of these little and large slews, which of course mean lots of mosquitoes! (Scratch Scratch) As we rode along, we saw several abandoned homesteads along with old cars and misc farm equipment sitting around – totally deserted. Sure would have been fun to go snoop… ah well did you know that up north here and some of the US states allow huge long loads. The truck drivers would have 2 great big 40 foot trailers they would pull and then you’d see pickups with 5th wheel trailers attached and behind that would be this huge boat… wow, just seemed odd to us. But then a lot of the roads out here are very straight and long... kind of like that really exciting stretch between Burns Oregon and Bend. (pretty yawnsville!)
Now, getting back in to the United States. We usually like to cross over the smaller port of entries as the border crossing patrol officers are generally bored, but very friendly. Ok, so do not go thru the Northgate North Dakota entry. Good grief, now I am glad that they are doing their job and protecting the US. But, honestly, do David and I fit the terrorist profile! Well David might - But we did have showers the night before and we do have our current passports. Not sure what this one guy in particular was trying to prove. But………… first they kept us separate – which was fine, David had to go around the corner out of my sight while he was questioned and all his bags and items gone thru. I got the cheerful guy. Probably didn’t help that he started out with rubbing his hand across my very dirty, dry saddle bag to clean it off so he could see my license easier – HELLLLOOOOOO – you do not do that to a custom painted motorcycle without at least asking permission – hmmmmmmmm, ok, so I did say a couple of things…. Probably not the smartest thing I had done all week – but hey… I could of explained it to him, or washed it off or something. Then he of course rifled thru every single thing I had, tour pack, saddle bags, t-bags, everything (had to kind of chuckle (to myself of course) when he stuck his hands in to my dirty undies!!!) and then there was my little pouch on the dash that had a bit of left over jerky crumbs… and he questioned me about what it was… oh dear, do I be a smart arse or just let it go… figured I had tripped his trigger enough already, so politely told him what it was. I just don’t understand the kind of personality that guy had. Must of just been a rather unhappy human being to begin with… ok, now he says, go pull up and wait for your husband, which I did, outside the cover building where he was being questioned. Ask David what he did when they pulled out the rubber gloves! LOL – just kidding – but was about that bad! Of course, I parked too close as David might be able to see me or shout at me… sooooo, same cheerful man came out with wild hand motions to keep moving… I did, finally stopped about a quarter mile down the road… wanted to go back and ask if that was far enough – like I said earlier, figured he had already used up his be nice quota the month before! Now it’s kind of comical, but had me grinding my teeth for several miles!
Riding along once again, thunderclouds started forming – cripes, you could see forever and most times have enough time to make the decision to slow down or speed up to avoid them. The white looking ones were usually full of hail, the just black ones were intense rain but both always had very high winds. We managed to avoid most of them. But there was this one…. Thankfully came to a town by the name of Crosby – not much there! Found a building that had a small overhang on the side away from the wind… so pulled up and snuggled up close to the building which we did just in time. Great choice, managed to stay dryish! Worked our way south towards Montana doing the dodging game! Wow, what a day this was! And just in case he asks, David was very proud of himself for leading us rather quickly down the highway and between two large thunderstorms without getting wet.
August 18 – Exploring Manitoba - The next day started out running a couple of roads over to the town of Manson and swung by the community center which houses a rink for the kids (lots of hockey and curling in this area) and a memorial garden Ken and Rae had donated the old school sign from the school they had just dismantled to the garden. Very nicely done garden, enjoyed wandering around and yes taking pictures! Our drive then took us to the town of Elkhorn, just 12 miles down the road. (there wasn’t any place you could go that wasn’t at least 12 miles down the road) Ken wanted us to see this antique museum full of cars and tractors – oh dear… another incredible place. Rae drove – now remember, David and I have not been in a vehicle for what, a bit over 3 months. So climb in, and this lady is the female version of AJ Foyt (race car driver!) LOL – the roads up there are mainly gravel, layed out in a straight grid pattern, which sometimes they turn into dirt and or grass. The main roads are great as they are paved. But as the roads are so straight, everyone has a long ways to go to get anywhere they all drive incredibly fast. And we learned several times what a Manitoba stop is at stop signs. (They don’t stop, they look and keep going) and did you know that a Manitoba stop is illegal in North Dakota!!!?? David reminded me of that once we got back into the US. I don’t think I have ever been in such a large car museum before (yes Mick, I did create and album especially for you!) and then there was all of the outside areas, cars and tractors buried in the back field, stacked and overgrown with grass and weeds.. Phew what photos ops those were. And then we heard about an old homestead that had been given to the museum that they were going to get ready to haul in to the property… sooooo just down the road a piece, to the north and then to the east we yet again convinced Rae to take us all on this scavenger hunt! LOL finally found what we think is the place they were talking about. Of course we got out and snooped around – of course watching for falling bricks and or shotguns that might have been aimed at us…. Neat but a bit spooky!
Now we were suppose to be back on the road and on our way this day….. We stayed another night! Very enjoyable, worked on some of the Starnes family history – which is very weird to me, cause down in our area of the Willamette valley, we Starnes’ are getting pretty much extinct as all the cousins in my generation are girls, so the family name was dying out. Hey, there are piles of us up north, not to say all over the United States. Boy oh boy is David grateful we didn’t know anything about those relatives! Now come on, we have not stopped that much! (well, we have only stopped in three places to see cousins of mine) LOL! It will be fun this winter to sit down at the computer and add relatives to the Geni website of ours and work on tracing more family lines. If I have it right, one of our relatives that has been doing the Ancestry.com website has traced lineages of 22,000 relatives. Oops, add that to our project list! Rae, you have created many many beautiful quilts, thank you for showing and sharing with us, along with your yards is gorgeous. Love all the flowers and artwork throughout the property. Ken – keep being ornery and enjoy loading that trailer for me! Thanks to you both for your generous hospitality. As we have found along our trip, (and as Cousin Ken says) it always hurts a little in the heart to say goodbye to new but wonderful friends. Let’s hope our paths can and will cross again.
Sunday August 17th – Day 95 - South Dakota and North Dakota – what a windy and cold place those areas are. We started out with long johns, jeans, and gear on. We soon added raingear on top of that just to try and break the wind chill (do not drink lots of fluids when wearing this many layers!) I now understand why folks are “from” there. I can’t understand why anyone would actually choose to live there amongst all that wind… phew…tho it was great when it was at our backs – great gas mileage - Ann – what were you thinking all those years ago when you ranched out there on the plains!? But to be fair, once we reached northern North Dakota, we rode in to another stretch of the very scenic badlands. The area also through the reservation was nice to look at. So there for a while it was very pretty and picturesque. We later got in to the rolling hills and farmland. Lots and lots of sunflowers. (of course we stopped and took pictures – need you ask!) Crossing the border into Manitoba was painless and friendly and thank goodness Canada marks their roads well as we rode the same highway, even though it had many turns, most of the way up to Manson, Manitoba and Cousin Ken and Rae’s. The lower southwest area in Manitoba was a lot like the north section of North Dakota. Their flax and canola fields were still partially in bloom. Bet it is really pretty earlier on when they are in full bloom. Lots of water, slews as they call the areas. Nothing is done about them, like filling them in so they can farm the areas. I guess there is so much land they just go around them.
We stayed with Ken and Rae Starnes, second cousins, that I do not remember ever having met before, but have talked to a few times via computer. What an absolutely hilarious couple they are… Ken is sooo darn ornery I did have a pang of sorrow for his kids and grandkids! (just kidding Ken!) First thing we did after the hellos and hugs and peeling off layers of clothing was eat… oh my… the whole time we stayed with them I don’t think we’ve eaten that much this whole trip! Rae – thanks so much we loved your cooking.. And yes they did have lots that came out of their garden… can you see a pattern here of what I miss when not at home with a garden – and no, it’s not enough to make us stay home! Lots of property and out buildings - do you know, I could tell we were related once I saw all the “treasures” in his out buildings. Incredible! Seems they like to purchase older buildings that include the contents.. They had in fact just dismantled an old school from 1917, I do believe, and an old church – both were in such disrepair they could not be saved. They were getting to the dangerous point so had to come down. Rae and Ken have enough stuff to create their own museum. And the neat things laying around outside – I could hardly wait to hurry and see the next thing! I know, I know, wait til you see the pictures. After I did the once quick thru I slowed down and started taking pictures! The joke between us now is, everything I ooohhhhed and aaahhhed over he said we’ll load it on the flat bed. Well one, his kids would shoot me for taking any of the antique items and two, no way could I figure out how to haul it home on the bike (UPS would have been a bit pricy!) – but with my love of old rusty vehicles, it was pretty tempting to come home with some new yard art! By the time we left, that imaginary flat bed was so loaded down, it would of probably been a semi load! As we did get there later on in the day and there is nothing that resembles a motel in that area, we forced ourselves on these generous souls and did spend the nite.
August 16 - Upper South Dakota and North Dakota – I thought I was going to freeze to death – I brought in my stuff out of the saddlebags and am going to put my long johns and electric gear towards the top. Sooo not fair! Pulled in to a town called Buffalo, South Dakota and decided to grab some breakfast along with coffee just to get warmed up a bit, and to layer some more clothes on. It was a tough riding day due to the high crosswinds – somewhere around the 40 – 50 mph. David said the wind coming directly to us from going 65 mph was less intense than the blowing wind hitting us on the left side. But out here in the middle of the prairies, where you gonna go? Not a lot of choices! This is where I miss riding the Fatboy (the Street Glide has way too many surfaces for the wind to push around) – that faring on the Street Glide is great in most cases, but in crosswinds – ya gotta hang on! In fact I found myself talking to myself (I know, like that’s unusual!) telling me to relax, unclench those toes, drop those shoulders, wiggle the fingers – pretty much anytime we got a 30 second break from the wind! But the roads were pretty and very straight – wow, more time to think up projects and add to the lists! Don’t tell David!
August 15 – Back Roads of the Black Hills – What another fun day of riding! Rode some of the back roads our motel owners had suggested, we only rode 67 miles but it took us all day – wiggly squiggly, full of wildlife. In fact one of the corners we came around we came upon this massive herd of buffalo – lots of mommies and baby’s – whom also decided to come trotting down the road! LOL! Eeeechssss! Another corner produced this band of bucks actually grouped together – what amazing racks in velvet they had. Donkeys roam free and show up in several places. The direction we took put us on the Needles Highway and had us riding thru tunnels carved out of the rocks, as we came out of a couple of the tunnels we were looking directly at Mt. Rushmore (which they had told us would happen). Many beautiful scenic overlooks – some of this day’s ride was in part of the Custer State Park. Very nicely taken care of. And of course, a trip thru this area is never complete without stopping at the huge Christmas shop – hey Ann and Jane – they paved that hilly parking lot! Made getting up there and parking much easier! No rain – but was threatening to!
August 16 – North Dakota – oh gosh – it’s winter out here! Woke up to frost on the rooftops and ground! This is soooo wrong – it’s August for goodness sakes. And then we heard it’s been snowing in the upper elevations of Montana. Speaking of which – we are still heading to very soon. And remember my favorite restaurant? Montana Rib and Chop House there in Livingston Montana???? Parking up on the loading ramp??? (those that went to Billings with us may remember !) Anyone wanna meet for dinner?
Now back to the cold weather. Decided to wear my bigger gloves, jacket and neck warmer (thank you Patt for my new one!) have I mentioned how much I like my heated seat!? Boy howdy do I ! The ride thru Deadwood and the canyons were a bit nippy, but gorgeous. Sturgis was pretty quiet. And Deadwood – I had forgotten what a cute town that is. It’s like Reno with all the casinos, but a much classier place along with very neat old history. Will have to go back and stay for a few days. Hmmm, David, add that to our list! And of course speaking of lists…. I love projects and lists! David finally told me to quit thinking of all these darn projects while I am sitting on my bike going down the road. Something about paying attention and focusing on the highway (you can tell we are getting closer to home!) So I thought of a great new project for Grammy and Nick – well ok, we’d do it, but at their house! Grammy, I have a great idea for the back corner of your yard – that includes lots of wildflowers! (now, Nick – one can never have too MANY flowers!) sooooo then, I’ve decided to repaint both bikes this winter.. have came up with our colors for each, the theme, just not quite sure what I’m going to do for the designs themselves….ok, ok…
August 13 –14 - Enjoying the Black Hills, after the Sturgis Rally - it always amazes me how fast you go from flat long straight roads in the picturesque grasslands to majestic wooded hills with 15 mph switchbacks – as you know, we used the “avoiding all the crowds from Sturgis” as our excuse to head back to Missouri and stay in the city of Branson for a couple of days! But had decided we wanted to ride thru the Black Hills area anyway. I have a 2nd cousin by the name of Ken Starnes (hi ya Ken!) that lives up in Manitoba, Canada, along the Saskatchewan border that we’re going to ride up and say hi to. Seeings how he had a couple of things to do this weekend, we decided to stay in the middle of the Black Hills in a cute little town called Hill City, South Dakota for a few days…. Hmmmm - wonder if we are procrastinating heading west! LOL - nahhhh us? Found another great mom and pop style motel here on Main Street in the midst of all the fun. It sure is great to be able to stay in motels with personality – enjoyed walking around town taking in some of the sights and shops, not to mention the artwork. They have a lot of benches up and down the street for folks just to sit and watch life go by! And yes, we did enjoy watching life go by in those benches also. We also took some day trips out of Hill City – Badlands – our motel owners are definitely interested in their customers (which we find tends to happen in the privately owned places). After suggesting the Alpine for dinner and how to get your name in early, they shared with us some of the lesser known back roads around the black hills area, which ones to take in which directions along with letting us know the roads not to take. They also had suggested we pull our bikes up onto their porch in the event the predicted thundershowers hit during the night. It sure was nice riding around the badlands mid week, without all the hullabaloo of Sturgis happening. We were lucky that it was overcast and cloudy most of the day. Rapid City as usual was raining! Almost made it back home without getting too wet! 10 miles from Hill City, we caught the tail end of that thunder cloud we had been watching! Rats!! But not enough to put on rain gear. The total Badland loop we rode was 256 miles. Our Friday night dinner ride took us just next door to a place called the Alpine Lodge. You had a choice of a 6 oz filet mignon wrapped in bacon, or a 9 oz filet mignon wrapped in bacon. You got a baked potato, Texas toast, wedge of lettuce with house dressing – but you did get to decide how you wanted your steak cooked! Very nice prices, the smaller was $8.95 and the larger was $10.95. They opened at 5 for dinner – at that time if you put your name down; it was only about an hour wait – if you wait til later, it is a 2 – 3 hour wait – very worth the wait!
August 12 – 13 - Back to the West – you sure can tell we are getting back to the west – no humidity, well ok, not as much. The temperatures may be in the 90’s but somehow it does not seem as warm, and definitely not as muggy, as the Midwest, south and east coast. And we really like getting back in to the western sort of atmosphere. It’s more back to feeling in our comfort zone, along with starting to see mountains! We pulled in to Douglas Wyoming, thought we should spend the night there since our son shares the name, that it was a good sign. Well kind of – they had the Wyoming State Fair happening, along with a rodeo – we managed to get the last room at the local Best Western. Hmmmmm – well that was an adventure all in itself, they were reroofing our section and were starting to update that section – needless to say, the maintenance man who was very very nice told us there was no insulation above us while they were re roofing and the sun’s heat came right through, so he ended up replacing our air conditioner with a new one – tad bit warm at over 90 degrees in our room, but it was a dry heat right? - no humidity! – yah right – hot is hot!
I hope all of you that went to Sturgis this year had a great time. We’ve talked with several returning to the east and they all mentioned the horrific hail storms they encountered. Mark and Joanne, I understand you encountered some. We’ve came across some really nasty storms – but tend to shut down earlier if the skies look bad.
Lots of full train loads of coal out here, must be 75 car trains or better, and they just keep on truckin, oops, I mean railing – we had been wondering where they were getting it from – found it – major mining companies in Wyoming– major, major holes in the ground - pulled over and watched for a bit. Thought I was looking at the Grand Canyon with no colors. The tires on their dump trucks are twice the height of a full size pickup – amazing. They have huge conveyor belts on the ground moving coal for several miles from the pit to storage buildings, where they must process it and load the train cars. One day the entire State of Wyoming will be 100 feet lower.
August 11 – The sunflower ride! – my goodness – there were sunflowers absolutely everywhere all day long. We rode from central Nebraska, hit the northwest corner of Kansas, across to Colorado and they all had these wild sunflowers along the side of the road. We also saw some fields of huge sunflowers, the kind they use to harvest for sunflower seeds. Davids turn to lead today – (teach him to stop, as I tend to take pictures of flowers when he does!) so while he’s paying attention to the main things, I’m riding along behind, twiddling and gawking around (my usual) and started noticing all of the oncoming drivers that would wave to us. So I started to really pay attention. I think every third driver waved – mainly truck drivers and pickup drivers. Then there were the farmers and road crew folks – they all waved to! Well then there was the train conductors! Whoo hooo they honked (several times) and waved too! What a great feeling to be riding down the road having so many folks wave and act like they are happy to see you . It just kind of makes your whole day. These areas were also big cattle country areas. I have never seen such huge stock/feed lots of cattle. In fact, as a lot of the trucks on the road were livestock haulers, we learned really quick that if you came upon a curve, whether in town or out on the highway. Be careful – very very careful of the wet brown smelly stuff splattered all around the corners! Sure would hate to be behind a truck when they go around a corner and deposit this stuff, or worse yet, slide on that with the bike! Eeeuuuwwwwhhhhhhh! These areas that you generally hear are very flat and boring are actually quite pretty whether in the prairies or hill sections. We’ve enjoyed riding the backroads of the Midwest! We’ll see what tomorrow brings!
August 10th – dodging electrical storms – then came the dodging part – my day to lead. Left fairly early in the morning, so it was a bit cool – and here I just had worn my liner (heavy sigh!) As we headed west, it got colder and colder, but boy I was going to show that darn weather. I was NOT going to stop and put on a heavier jacket. We were going to stop and have breakfast in the next town, (we said that for 100 miles!) and besides, it was suppose to be another scorcher… hmmmmmmmm – just wasn’t sure when! Ok, so after riding thru fog – which, was a very wet dense fog. In fact visibility was less than ¼ mile according to the weather station I was listening to. Have you ever noticed that when you watch the weather channel, or listen to the weather stations - They talk like you know where you’re at !? Um, ok, somewhere in Kansas, maybe? What about us travelers that barely have time to recognize the shape of the state we’re in when they move on to another area of weather! LOL! Started seeing some pretty dark and nasty looking clouds heading towards us – what to do, what to do… ok, lets fill up with gas, just in case we get out in the middle of nowhere (like that will happen in Kansas!) go ahead and grab some kind of snacks, since we are obviously not going to find a restaurant, then we can decide which way to go. While standing there talking with another couple on a motorcycle (they were in the same predicament) this ole’ farmer pulls up, walks over and asks what direction we’re headed. As I pointed and said we hoped to go west, he shook his head no. said “nope, you don’t wanna go that way – helluva storm headed this way – it’s gonna be a bad one.” Thanked him for his advice, put on our raingear – just in case (besides I was freezing by this point!) and took off back to the west and then north to see if we could out run it. Wow, another one of those experiences of watching to the west and riding like crazy to the north. We could see these black, rolling boiling clouds, some serious streak lightning headed towards us! But thankfully we made it! And then came the intense heat! LOL – good thing we’ve become quick change artists as we’ve had it all (weather) today!
August 9th – Kansas City – David had wanted to ride in to a Kansas City, Kansas suburb called Shawnee Mission, which is where his childhood home is/was 49 years ago. It actually turned out well. We arrived into Kansas City (both of them) first thing on a Sunday morning so traffic was very light. We did notice they were having some kind of walk going on over several of the overpasses. Reminded me of our Susan G. Komen Breast Cancer benefits we do at home. Not a problem, it was happening in places we were not going! Made it to the old neighborhood and much to our (David’s) delight the old neighborhood looked wonderful. Tried knocking on his old houses’ door, but the folks that live there now must have been at church, as were other neighbors – they did not come out to see what strange people were doing in their neighborhood taking pictures. Whoever bought the old house must love it – well maintained – fresh paint – lots of flowers everywhere. Grammy and Nick are going to be so pleased to see the pictures. David pointed out whose windows were who’s, where the old spruce tree use to be when he was small – the old single car garages all over the neighborhood – very fun to see and reminisce. We then headed west of town to run by the Harley Dealer – man that was one tough place to find – well duh – it wasn’t there anymore – found the building, but it is the first one we have seen that has gone out of business. Then on to Kansas scenic byway 7 to the north east corner of Kansas to a town called Sabetha. My cousins on the Salisbury side of the family hail from there. Edith and Jerry Ketter. What a nice visit that was – when they arrived home from church, there we were, sitting out on their back porch, admiring their view out over the lake! Tough scenery – beautiful home! After we harassed them for a bit, and drooled over her quilts that she creates - Edith was a sweetie and made lunch for us all – whooo hooo another homemade meal! With real tomatoes out of their garden! AND homemade cherry pie (yes the cherries were from their place!) and ice cream. Oh yummmm what a treat that was (thank you Edith and Jerry) next time we’ll stay longer!
It was so amazingly hot to us that we decided to stop for the evening down the road a ways. Great choice – another one of the smaller mom and pop styles with personality. As we started to unpack, our proprietress came over and suggested we pull our bikes up on the porch or in her garage as there was suppose to be a bad thunder storm headed our way in about 30 minutes – someone in the next town over to the west said it was coming and traveling at 45 mph. We did put them on the porch, under the overhang – yet another great choice! We stood out and watched the skies just boil. As it got closer, the winds started picking up, rain came down (as in torrential) and boy did the lightning go crazy. Kansas does not mess around – when they say they’re having an electrical storm – they have a big one! Soooo watched the storm come, hang out over us and then pass us with the sun coming in behind from the west. Wait til you look at the pictures with the yellow orange sky – whoa – great colors – we’ve never seen a sky those colors before. This then created to our east, a double rainbow with lightening all over it – boy did I try hard to get a good picture of it. By the time the next storm rolled thru a bit later, the sky was black which made it even more magnificent. We had so much horizontal lightening; it would take up the whole sky at times. And no rain on us at this time, so was able to stand out and take some pretty fun pictures. What an experience that was! Sure glad we weren’t out riding in it! Not a lot of places to take cover at times out there on the plainsI had hoped to be back in time for the August Chapter meeting, but it doesn't appear we will make it in time.
Fingers, I want you to know our thoughts are with you every day. Please take care.
I want to thank Jane along with the rest of those that have stepped up to keep the Chapter wheels rolling for all your help. I hear the Poker Run was a success, and it takes a lot of work to make that happen. Thanks to all of you that helped make it so.
A few points of trivia regarding our trip. As of today, July 24, 2009 we have exceeded 14000 miles, we have rode in 34 states, we have been to three corners of the USA in San Diego, California, Key West, Florida, and Madawaska, Maine, with only the Northwest corner in Washington state to get on the way home. We have seen darn near every kind of tree, every color of water a stream, lake and ocean can be, and almost every architect’s notion in house design. We have ridden roads that would have been a challenge to our early settlers in their wagon trains, and we have ridden roads that felt like we were sliding on a silk ribbon. We have seen Mother Nature forever showing us who's boss with perfect clear and sunny 85 degree days, and then drop a thunderstorm on you that makes seeing across the street impossible. The lightening was so powerful and heavy that we got off our bikes and ran for cover.
We have been fortunate enough to see homes in Delaware, Connecticut, and Massachusetts that are almost 400 years old, watch an Independence Day parade in a small town on the same road where Paul Revere made his famous journey, feel the shivers of pride run down our backs when we stood in front of many, many memorials to our fallen soldiers all across our nation, and I will never forget the goose bumps that ran up my arms when I stood in front of the Capital building in Washington D.C. Every state we have been in thus far has shown us something unique and left a special memory we will always be grateful for.
Sincerely,
Dave Nichols
August 8th – ok, after the one more show, off we went to explore the Ozarks. How great was that, I think Missourian’s describe them as gently rolling hills and sweeping corners. Well ok, something like that. The road surfaces were in very good condition. The gently rolling hills would consist of huge drops after you crested over the top. They don’t cut thru the hills at all when they build a road, they go over them, which is an experience all in itself! David called Missouri the roller coaster state. We had been seeing all of these huge stock trailers in the oncoming lane all morning so had wondered what had been going on and where. We found it, in a town called Eminence Missouri, boy, cowboy country of Missouri. As we left the town we just so happened to be following one of these stock trailers thru the mountains. Now picture the roads. There were not any stretches straight nor long enough to pass; you had single lane bridges that you had to take turns on and piles of horse trailers everywhere being pulled by smelly diesel pickups! Ugh – so this horse trailer that we had been following came upon one of the narrow one lane bridges – a bus driven by one of those river kayak guides (this area is also known as the floating capital of the world) was coming in the opposite direction towards us. It did not look like the bus was going to stop. The horse trailer driver got nervous, moved as far to the right as possible, and then a little farther, he hit the side of this concrete bridge with his right side. Actually made it thru ok, did not see any tires going flat by where he hit his trailer fender. Phew – poor horses inside. Finally passed him further up the road, pulled in to a gas station for fuel - which they also happened to stop at. Ok, ok, to shorten the story. The horses were fine, had damage to the pickup, and misc. places on the trailer – but oh my, what an icky thing to watch and have happen. (Ps. They were having a huge week long trail ride up in Eminence and were all on their way home.)
August 7th – The One more show! – wow, another fantastic show. This one was called The Spirit of the Dance – kind of like the River Dance Production we went to see a few years ago with Mick and Patt up in Portland. Loved the artistic flair along with the energy that flowed thru these young “in shape!” performers! Not to mention their use of colors and stage sets (this is the part I thought you would like Stan!) A total work of art! But alas, all good things must come to an end. Time to head east and ride the Ozarks. Susan, I’ve decided this would be a great place for you to come live and work. (wonder if your parents would move down here so you can live your dream!) Other than you’d have such a hard time trying to decide which show to go to first! Lots of jobs within all these theaters in all different aspects.
August 6, 2009 – Branson, Missouri – this morning finds us heading out to our first show of the day in nice warm humid air! Hey at least there’s no rain! Went to see the 12 Irish Tenors http://www.bransonvarietytheater.com/tenors.asp, a group from Ireland, (well most of them are!) We both like Celtic style music, so thought this would be good. It was, very talented young men. Cannot compare this show to last night’s as they are both so different in styles. But if you like to listen to singing, this is very good too – Jane, you would have enjoyed this concert! We had been hearing about a place called the Landing, down on the Table Rock lake/river. It boasts the world’s only floating Harley Davidson Store. Yeppers, it had one, mainly for tourists. The Landing – wholly cow – talk about a shopping area. I think it took us at least an hour to walk to one end. And that was not even stopping and shopping – shopping – ick! But we did go to another one of those highly recommend eating establishments Dave’s Famous B-B-Queue www.famousdaves.com actually I just did a search online for them, and they are a nationwide chain. Oregon shows having one in Tualatin, Oregon – sounds like a Friday nighter, oh… we have to come home in time for one of those. Ok, maybe a weekend ride for lunch! Robert, no fair cheating and taking my idea! (p.s. – hope you’re doing well.) (You too Uncle Bobby)
Off in a little bit to go to the Dixieland Stampede of Dolly Parton’s http://www.dixiestampede.com/ it is suppose to be yet another great show! I’m sure it is! …..And it was. For the price of tickets around here, I must admit, you really get your money’s worth. The Dixie Stampede was a dinner show with arena seating. Very entertaining, along with a variety of food, and plenty of it! Kayla – perfect job for you! Several of the performances were done drill team style riding their horses along with the different competitions also used horses. One more show tomorrow, and then alas, I think it will be time for us to move on (or at least David thinks so!)
August 5th - Found part of the Ozarks! - As we set out this morning, skies were fair, but a really weird color. Weren’t sure what we were going to ride into, but was not “really” threatening looking. Turned out to be Missouri’s version of fog/overcast. Strange! And guess what, we rode thru another Amish area, always those tell tale signs – (the horse droppings along the side of the road)! Decided it was time to start looking for a place that could service our bikes before the weekend got here and since we had thought running thru Branson would be fun, decided upon the Springfield Missouri Harley shop. Good choice other than the final riding through the actual town of Springfield. After the morning fog cleared away, it turned to very very warm humid skies – and as you know, riding with the stop and go of traffic lights creates warm bikes! While sitting in the Harley shop for two hours while our bikes were serviced using the laptop and looking up info on Branson, several HD employees along with a couple of their customers shared their experiences and ideas with where and what to do in Branson. Sure don’t know what I expected Branson to look like, but this was not it. It has a lot of really steep hills, which means all of their parking and stop signs are not on flat surfaces! And it is very spread out. What they call the strip, I would compare to the length of Vegas – in between all of the theaters, you will find eating establishments, theme parks for kids – lots of water parks, museums, the usual tourist shopping malls and then some. Actually a whole mishmash of places all built on hill sides together and very spread out over a five or six mile stretch. You can’t walk to the different places. And the traffic - amazing, you have to visualize all these tourists (which many are elderly) driving on a 2 lane road, not sure where they are going nor where to turn, some of these parking lots have very steep downhill entryways that you can’t see the whole entrance. Combine that with drivers stopping in the middle of the street to gawk, shows getting out, drivers turning across traffic along with very warm humid conditions and you have Branson. But once you have gotten past the towns layout and traffic, what wonderful entertainment productions and eating establishments they have here! I would love to come back here in the fall, but then I’d also like to come back during the Christmas season. So many shows, so little time – oh wait, we’re retired – time is not an object! I think David mentioned something about money! LOL, what? It’s not an endless commodity, dang! Like a lot of our other adventures and experiences on this trip, this is another I would count towards the top – boy that top sure is getting full!
Wow, as I am sitting here waiting to go to Dolly Parton’s Dinner show and typing this, our room at the Best Western overlooks “The Branson Main Strip”, I get to watch really neat looking show cars drive by all afternoon and evening. They just so happen to be having a huge hotrod/old car classic show this weekend - to the tune of several hundred very cool cars. Friday night they shut down Sheppard on the Hills Expressway and at midnight have a huge parade…hmmmmmm wonder if David will stick around another night!
Stopped by one of the eating places that was recommended – not sure you can go wrong in this town. Hey Patt/Mick – this place, The Outback Pub & Grill, http://www.outbackbranson.com/ will give the fruit/chicken platter in Wendover, NV/Utah a run for their money. Shall we plan a trip next summer and compare!!!?? We will be going to a few shows. So far we’ve went to the evening show of Country Entertainer Clay Cooper, an unknown singer to us www.claycooper.biz very very good, and funny – oh my gosh. Most all of the seats in these theaters are excellent. This young man and his family put on a clean, family oriented show, one that we’d both recommend if you ever get down here.
August 4th – Where did the Ozarks go? What another wonderful day of riding. Woke up, quite groggy due to folks above us must have been racing around their room till wee hours of the morning (ok, found out some of the Junior Olympic Track Team was staying at our motel – I know, it could have been worse! It could have been the gymnastic team!) Anyway, woke up to “unsettled” skies, or the skies were going to dump on us somewhere soon. Hmmmmmm well as many of you know, David dearly loves his maps (I keep slapping his hands whenever he sees a free one – you only need so many of each state!) and his computer map program. He gets a lot of enjoyment out of looking at night and mapping where we’ve been along with where we’re going the next day. Then will write up a set of directions so we know some of the roads to turn on. Ah ha, my day to lead… started following his directions, but due to ugly skies, I turned left towards the speck of blue I could see up ahead. Well one thing led to another, or should I say one left led to another, then a few rights, there were a lot of ugly clouds you know…. I noticed David back there frantically taking pictures of road signs in hopes he could recreate the map of where we had been riding all day…. Ummmmmmm, now you wouldn’t think that I would deliberately try to see how many oddball turns I could come up with!!!! Nahhhhhh – didn’t think so – of course, I was up there just a snickering away! And granted, a couple of the roads, I think it was road N and road O ended up turning into gravel – and gravel is ok, I’m ok with riding on some of the gravel roads if the road conditions are right. This went waaaay beyond what I would consider “right road conditions”, more on the line of icky, sticky, gooey mud – to the point of fearing for the bikes safety and David having to help me get turned around… wow, that was some nasty thick mud!
So knew we were trying to head south and east toward the Missouri Ozarks after going west for awhile to get out from under the thunderstorm clouds. By now we’ve taken several turns to find clear skies, and how I ended up way west in Kansas City, Missouri is still a mystery! Rode thru lots of small “Midwest” towns, everyone waved, most towns had at least one stop sign and usually a local would have a produce stand set up selling their homegrown produce. Yummmmmmmmmmmm – I had been craving some home grown tomatoes and cukes. Guess what we’re having for dinner tonite, along with one of their cantaloupes. Man, they grown them massive out here. One was a foot long! Made it thru the day with just a couple of sprinkles but warm weather, t-shirt kind, and sort of heading towards the Ozarks! We’ll get there eventually!
August 2nd & 3rd – Riding Iowa, of all places! – Ok, all you Midwest and East coast family and friends. I still need some “p” coins for Grammy or I can’t go home – her rules! Hmmmmmmmmm, maybe I had better think about that one for a moment! Jerry and Edith, you’re my next best bet as you’re next on our list to stop and visit (NE Kansas!) so all of you, get them coins out and please check for: Quarters – need (p’s) Wisconsin – 2, Alabama – 3, Illinois – 2 Dimes: need 2009(p’s 5 & d’s - 9) 2008 2-p’s Pennies: 2009 p’s & d’s need 5 each 2008 2 p’s, 2006 2 p’s! – LOL = phew, at least I tried!
As much as Iowa gets a hard rap for all of its corn fields, David and I both found it to be a beautiful state – full of hills and valleys, along with the terraced planting. Of course the roads still go straight up and over the hills. All the different crops and terraced planting provided some great patch working and colors. What’s up with the eastern Iowa drivers? They pull out to their stop sign and stop (sometimes!) act like they see you, wait, and then pull out in front of you… criminy! We were riding along, ok, this area happened to be very straight, but still had ups and downs! Did I say the roads were very straight? We came upon a highway warning sign that read “road hazard” so we rode thru 3 – 35 mph corners looking for a road hazard, and then finally realized the roads are so straight in Iowa that oh my gosh, they really think that 3 corners were road hazards. How absolutely funny that was!
As we rode in to the town of Clutier, we started noticing candy canes lining both sides of the street, then the houses still had their Christmas decorations up, then the town had Christmas trees all over and decorated. We thought we might have missed a few months somewhere – but alas, we were soon told that they just had a huge town festival of Christmas in July! (well, huge for a town of 229 people) Sounds like they had all kinds of activities going on in that little town, including an auction there at town square – ask Mark Dostal what all he bid on! Found Mark and Joann just as they were getting ready to head out for their family reunion. In fact, when we were wandering around town looking for Mark, a gentleman in the middle of town, came over and asked if we knew where we were going, it was pretty obvious we didn’t. I explained I was supposed to go up the hill, to the school, and turn left. He says, “oh yes, that’s Mark Dostal’s place. Just drive to the end of the road and you will run into their place!” Small towns, gotta love them – in fact he ended up driving by just to make sure we made it! Wish we could of worked out the time frame to be able to spend more time with Mark and Joann (and thanks guys for inviting us to your reunion – but did not want to intrude!) as we rode around town for a final look, I thought David was right behind me, turns out to be another guy on a Harley, so we stopped in the middle of the street, turned off the bikes, jabbered for a bit – it turns out he’s Mark’s cousin, on HIS way to the reunion, he also invited us to come along! David had gone around the block another way and had been stopped to talk with another one of the neighbors who was explaining the Christmas decorations to him. What a great town that was! Speaking of friendly – while sitting outside our mom and pop style motel tonite in Moville, Iowa – we started counting how many people waved at us (they waved first) We think about 95% of them waved – David thought it was great fun! (Retirement suits him well)
Ok, so my cousin Monty Meek wins the award for favorite cousin – at least this week! He had decided to ride out and meet up with us for dinner or at least to say hi – so off we headed 250 miles farther west for the Iowa/Nebraska border after leaving Mark and Joann. Left messages back and forth along the way as to what roads we were on and where. Pretty soon about 20 miles east of Sioux City, Iowa in a town called Correctionville (what an apropos name for Monty – he works at a place kind of like that) we passed this shiny headed guy that looked awfully familiar! He had ridden 390 miles from Wall South Dakota to see us. Now the funny thing is we can’t get him to ride the 60 miles from his house in Lebanon to our place to visit. Spent a great evening, headed the next morning for Sioux City HD with Monty, had breakfast (thank you Monty!) and then David started getting really really nervous about being too close to heading west, so we parted ways with Monty and decided to head east again! Good heavens, we haven’t ridden thru Missouri yet and wanted to go ride the Missouri Ozarks. So that’s where we are headed now! Happy trails Monty – thanks for riding out and meeting us!
Hey Uncle Bobby, best wishes on your surgery tomorrow! We’ll be thinking of you.
How is it you can be riding at 70 mph (don’t read this Grammy!), minding your own business, and find yourself on a collision course with a bee, get splattered from it hitting you, and still get stung. Now I know they don’t fly backwards, but I picture this little guy realizing that he is going to run into me so he swings around kamikaze style just before the collision and - yyyeeeeeouch!
Lots of people heading for Sturgis still – and do you know, the dealers here in Iowa are not open the Sunday and Monday before Sturgis – now how smart is that…. Not! What else is rather odd? – oh, the premium gas is less expensive than the regular – honestly - that’s pretty weird. The cheapest we have bought premium gas on this trip is for $2.39 here in Iowa. Two stories on that: 1 – which people tend to buy the cheapest gas, so there is abundance on premium at the moment, so to get rid of it, they drop the price or 2 - they add corn alcohol (ethanol) so it makes it less expensive. Riding along, thought the Iowa dairy farms were absolutely awful smelling, thought it was from all the corn they fed them. Then David reminded me we were in Iowa, pig farming capitol of the world – well duh – that explains that awful smell – and pigs sure can create an interesting aroma!
August 1st Day 79 (can you believe we have been gone this long!) – Riding the Mississippi River – have you ever tried to ride your motorcycle, while looking up in the sky – constantly? Jane and Ann – do not answer that, I know better with the two of you! Wow – the eagle population was amazing. We got to where we could pick them out from the other birds. They just have such a majestic way of flying. Still a lot of the Dutch style barns and farms, it’s so fun to ride thru the country sides out here and see these farms nestled amongst the hills. Very picturesque. We decided to ride down the Minnesota and Iowa side of the river, as we had rode down the Wisconsin side last year. Also the folks at the local Harley dealers had recommended some of these same areas in Minnesota. We find that if we ask riders, especially those in the service or parts departments of the Harley Dealers, they are more than happy to share their ideas on great roads. Listen to them and write it down – they have not failed us yet! Stopped in at the Dubuque, Iowa Harley Dealer. Good choice, the dealer had been putting on a brat feed and we were asked to partake! - yummmmmmmmmmmm! Moving on to Clinton, Iowa, our goal is to get closer to Clutier, Iowa – which is where Mark and Joann Dostal (fellow riders from Oregon) are for a few days staying with family. They also rode their bikes from Oregon to Iowa, and will go through Sturgis on their way home. We’re hoping to get together with them for a hello and hug before meandering on our way. Speaking of fellow riders from Oregon – had a phone call when we got in from Karen and Bob Brown (also from Oregon) they had just read the website and saw that we were in Wisconsin – which is where they also happened to ride to. They are enjoying the big (I mean BIG) air show happening up in Oshkosh – before heading back for Sturgis. Unfortunately we’re too far away to get together. But will catch up with them when we get back home!
July 31st – Moving on to Minnesota! – Called yesterday afternoon and made arrangements to stop in first thing at Black River Falls Harley Davidson so they could replace my front tire. The first comment out of the service manager’s mouth was, you want it done the Friday before Sturgis! LOL – oops, yes. Anyhoooo, no problem, in fact we were there just as they were opening up. Greeted us with the offer of a loaner bike to go ride somewhere and have breakfast! How nice was that!? Thank you guys at Black River Falls HD – another example on how well we are treated when traveling! As we were packing at Mauston this morning, a trio of guys were packing up getting ready to head out for Sturgis. Talk talk talk, very friendly bunch. Yes Robert, they were from Michigan! Sure are starting to see lots of groups of bikes heading west for Sturgis. It’s fun to listen to them and their excitement. Especially those that have never been before – the party has already started!
The Mississippi River is such a neat area to ride in. Getting to the river and riding along it on the back roads is well worth the journey, we are riding thru plenty of forests, but also corn, soybean and alfalfa fields. These are so pretty. They do a lot of crop rotation so there are a lot of different colors in these hilly areas. Kind of like a patchwork quilt. Lots of photo ops, even tho its scenery! And flowers – oh my, stopped in to refuel and this gas station had the most incredible flower baskets. The hanging one went from their overhang, almost to the ground. Of course I took pictures! And then I went in and talked to the manager on what their secret was. That was fun to see – he said he gets a lot of comments on his flowers! Along the Mississippi, we stopped to partake in some of those Wisconsin squeaky cheese curds and sausage sticks (Lori – I think of you every time we see a hotdog/brat stand! - ok, it’s not Iowa yet, but close!) Just as we were swinging our legs off the bike, I pointed and told David to look, quick! We had an eagle fly by about eye level. So we enjoyed our snack and watching the eagles soar over the river. Pretty incredible stuff! Ended up crossing the river back in to Wisconsin to a town called La Crosse. I knew we had been there before, just at the moment could not recall the details. Well lo and behold, as we pulled in to the Super 8 Motel – it all came crashing back to me. Wendy and Ric – this is the motel we all stayed at last year on the way back to the 105th – the same town you won that riding ice chest! And like before, they were down to their last 2 rooms! How weird was that!
July 30th – Mauston Wisconsin. Woke up to rain, no, woke up to a deluge of water falling from the sky, so, maybe we should stick around another day. We did! Have I mentioned how nice being retired is!!??? It sure is nice having the choice of staying or going! And you know what? We use to look forward to the weekends, now we groan and can’t wait til Monday for all the weekend traffic and higher motel rates to go away! Tried unsuccessfully to get my front tire changed as David has been worrying about how much cupping it has on it. I guess those Metzlers tend to cup according to Harley dealers that prefer Dunlop, and having an 18” front tire is not always the easiest to find a replacement for on the road. Clif, I still think you should have sent Tim out to fix it for me! Hey Linda G., thought I heard you at dinner tonite. Was not you, but boy, she sure sounded like you with that distinct Wisconsin accent! Spent the day getting caught up on several different things, along with some computer work. Rough life!
July 29 – Harley Davidson Museum, Milwaukee, Wisconsin – Did I mention that when David and Sharlene (from Somerset Michigan) brought us the apple crisp, they served it on a scale (weight!) David (the other David) let us know the scale's use was optional! We had just shared with them how much we have enjoyed eating our way around the states! It was pretty funny! – not the added weight, the idea!
Anyway, we had decided to go ahead and ride to Milwaukee and check out the Harley Davidson Museum, as last year when we were back there for Harley’s 105th we passed on going as we knew it would be incredibly crowded. Great choice. When we arrived, there were maybe 20 people milling about checking things out. Perfect for taking pictures without having to wait for people to get out of your way. What a great place the museum was – we enjoyed wandering thru and checking out all of the different areas. Of course, took several pictures. While we were checking out the flat trackers and hill climbers, we noticed a lot of repeating articles on the wall about a Harley racer named Otto Walker. Yep that’s right – Otto Walker was the founder of our own Walker Cycles Harley Davidson, now known as Salem Harley Davidson. Otto was Gene Walker’s dad. Gene was our sponsor and Dealer for many many years. In fact several of our “older” members bought bikes from Gene, us included. But how neat was that, to read about “our” Dealer founder's origins. We’ll have to check with Gene and see if it’s ok if we do an article or two on his dad. That is some great history! Gene himself was a great racer. And here you thought our Harley Dealer was just hatched! If you ever get the opportunity to go thru the museum, do it! Getting around Milwaukee was pretty much the same as it was last year. Get out on the freeway, go like heck, and just get out of town about 20 miles. By then you can start pealing your fingers off of your grips, your toes can quit clenching the floorboards and you can breathe again! Naaaahhhhhh – Milwaukee is so use to motorcyclists that they really aren’t bad (in town) but they do expect you to be up to speed by the time you hit the freeway! Sure came away with lots of garage decorating ideas. So much for retirement David! Look at the bright side, at least you have time now to do all these projects I’m dreaming up!
Fingers – just wanted you to know we were thinking of you… and Kev – heard sister Pam was in for a tattoo from you and that you were going to be at the Oregon State Fair this year as a vendor – wow, good for you and good luck with that!
July 27 – 28 – Well as we tried to convince ourselves it was time to move on from Michigan – amazing all the things we could think of that we had not seen yet! We finally decided we needed to move along, which was sad! But it did help that the weather was good and as we rode thru yet another historic town, sitting in a parking lot, parked next to a bunch of cars, was an Amish horse and buggy. Oh boy, that made me happy, so for the next several hours, we rode around country roads on our way west and south watching out for Amish farms. And there were several! We were working our way towards Lake Michigan, at least the lower portion of the lake. We had thought to ride along the shores for awhile. Hmmmmm , that didn’t work out. You cannot get to the shores unless you pay money and go in to a park area. We did manage to convince a money taker that we just wanted to go take a picture of the water and that we would not stay. She let us go in, we looked at the water, took pictures and left! I was amazed at how beautiful the water was. It was a gorgeous aqua/turquoise moving out to a deep blue.
As we got further down and out of Michigan in to Indiana, the ground started flattening out, the corn and soy bean fields increased. Even more so as we worked our way to Illinois. The farms just increased in size along with more colorful. Still all the farms are very clean, neat and well taken care of – it’s sure nice to see. We decided we really did not want to ride thru Chicago, so stuck to back roads. The downside of it was, so did a lot of other drivers along with all the trucks that tried to avoid the toll roads. Will give them credit, everyone moved along at a pretty rapid speed.
We could tell as we started getting closer to Wisconsin. We could smell the green! Money from all those dairy farms! We are headed up to Milwaukee to the Harley Davidson museum. Yeee haw!
July 24 - 26 - Ok, so Michigan wins the award for the friendliest people. We are staying at a place called the Somerset motel, more of a down to earth mom and pop style place – out in the country, lots of property, well loved and taken care of place, next to a dairy, cranes hanging out next to us – you get the picture. We have enjoyed it soooo much along with the owners David and Sharlene that we’ve stayed for 3 nights! I have a feeling we will ride back here again, just so we can stay and visit with the two of them – wonderful, warm people. Here are a couple of examples of how we’ve been treated. One night they brought us fresh homemade apple crisp and ice cream. We went in to a town called Brooklyn about 15 miles away to do some errands, laundry, and misc. They showed up at the Laundromat to let us know they might not be home later and had left a bunch of stuff in our room for us as we had planned on using their Bar-B-Q. This included fresh vegetables from their garden. Tonight they brought us homemade banana bread! Leave? Fat chance, we’re staying. We’ve decided we could retire here. The cost of living seems to be the most reasonable we’ve seen across the states. Had ribs one night down the road at a local place. Huge meal, all the trimmings – it was $6.95. A great breakfast at another local place was 6.99, Heck we had a breakfast up at Niagara Falls that was not only scrawny, but tasted horrible - LOL. And it was $15.
Some more examples of friendly folks in Michigan. We swung by the Michigan International Speedway where NASCAR races, even tho it was closed. Talked with a security guard, who was extremely friendly. He ended up giving us a tour of the place along with lots of fun information. Stopped in at the local variety store, owned by a mother and daughter (they are the ones that also recommended the rib place) - 45 minutes later, David was still yakking, so I kept on a buying – of all things, scrapbooking things (sent them home to Grammy in her care package!) They also had a lot of Hot Off The Press items from Notion’s! During breakfast at a local restaurant, a couple of ladies came in, one of them, who just happened to be an artist came over to our table to talk about the artwork on our bikes – pretty soon the whole restaurant was involved in our grand adventures we have been having! When we left, she came and gave me a big ole’ hug! LOL – Whenever anyone see’s our Oregon plates or drivers licenses, boy, that’s a topic carrier! Here in Michigan we’ve had people come over to our tables, bikes, gas pumps, Laundromat, doctor’s office, literally anywhere and strike up conversations. It amazes them that someone could be gone as long as us, along with how we’re traveling. Here is a good one – we were riding through Tecumseh, Michigan today taking pictures from the bikes as we passed old, cool buildings, and a car behind us was kind enough to move into the center of both lanes going in our direction and put on his flashers so no one would drive by us and ruin our pictures. When we got done taking pictures we waved and they turned off the road. At first I thought he was angry at me for riding so erratically, but he was just being kind. We came up to a stop light, some boys in the car next to us had their window down, so I asked where their post office was. They pointed down the road and told us it was down on the right. When they turned off, the car that had been behind David, hurried forward, around us and motioned to where the post office was! They must of heard our conversation … Now that was really nice. You know, that’s been half the fun – the talking. Tom and Wayne, we are thoroughly enjoying your state!
Well I totally understand how the term “hillbilly” came about. My preconceived idea of what a hillbilly is, still is! Most of Kentucky we totally enjoyed. Well ok, to be fair we enjoyed it all. Up north as we were heading for Indiana it was still beautiful riding, but the people were different. Not as friendly, other than folks that worked in restaurants and places of service. But just the locals. Barely would acknowledge us. LOL! Ah well. That’s part of America! Indiana had its own beauty. We sure could tell as we came across Kentucky, how the landscape changed. Started out in larger hill country with lots of curves and trees, as we progressed west then north, it flattened out with less trees and more rolling hills with the fences and horse farms. As we made it up to Indiana it changed yet gain. Very agricultural. Lots of produce stands, farms with corn and soybeans, and more dairy’s. Now here in Michigan, it stayed agriculture along with lots of water. We “hung out” in an area in Lower central Michigan called the Irish hills area. Lots of lakes and homes built around the lakes. Along with lots of fishing type themes. We want to head north and go across the Mackinaw bridge, over to Wisconsin and down the east side. Due to Mackinaw City and area having the world cup sail boat races with entries from people all over the world (along with iffy weather) we decided to dink around a bit and head up there Monday. Maybe traffic and weather will be less.
You all sure have been having great weather. How about we give you some of the coolness here for some of your heat! Nahhhhh – we’re good! It’s still not that cold back here and the clouds if and when they produce rain, we just sit tight for a few minutes and it passes!
July 21 and 22 – Kentucky Horse Farms – Oh man, have I been in heaven, and David sure gets kudos for being so patient! We were in Kentucky many years ago during our honeymoon and really enjoyed it then. This time we had a lot more time and knowledge on what we’d like to see and do. It was great. Were able to tour thru some of the big Thoroughbred Horse Farms. Good heavens, their stud barns were more elaborate than our homes. In fact they looked like houses from the outside – pretty darn nice on the inside. Talk about big bucks horses. They had several standing there – the big money maker (the others were pretty close in stud fees) gets $300,000 for each mare, they breed 4 mares a day for the season. They then send some of the studs to Europe for Europe’s breeding season – same amounts, same numbers. Cripes… hard to imagine. Stopped in at the Keeneland Race Track, http://www.keeneland.com/default.aspx - checked it out – impressive. The next morning, we went back and had breakfast at the race track kitchen amongst the different trainers and jockeys (brought back memories of younger days!) (Tomorrow morning, we make stop in on our way out of town and watch them work the horses at the track – we’ll see how David’s patience is doing – oh yeah, it’s great, he’s retired!) And then on to the Keeneland selected yearling sales – phew, we kept our arms down. Some of those colts were going for a cool million…a sheik whom buys and owns several just paid 28 mil for a colt to keep the French from buying it! Also went thru a yearling barn, and broodmare operation – very nice. And all those miles and miles of white and black fences. I know, you were able to see plenty of them in the pictures. Spent a little bit of time Tuesday at the Kentucky Horse Park and due to rain, spent most of the day on Wednesday at the horse park. They have, in association with the Smithsonian have an International Horse Museum and an American Saddlebred Museum. We were also lucky enough to be there for the North American Championship Youth/Young Riders competition, so watched that on and off. This Kentucky Horse Park will also be the location that they are going to hold the 2010 Alltech FEI World Equestrian Games, first time to be held in the United States. http://www.kyhorsepark.com/ as you can tell – it was another great day.
July 18 – 20 – Boy, we sure bounced around several states today. Let’s see what all did we hit, we were in New York, Pennsylvania, Ohio, and West Virginia, along with going back and forth across state lines. Riding thru Ohio, came around a corner and whoohoooo – here was a horse and buggy – Amish Country. I didn’t realize that Ohio was an Amish area too. Very neat! Unfortunately when we did our most riding thru this area, it was on a Sunday, and the Amish close down everything on Sundays and were not out and about.
Went thru areas that had manufacturing plants that produced china, brick, concrete – so must have the right ingredients in the soil in this area. I didn’t realize we made china here in the states.
This has been an unusual few days. Seems like we have been dodging “isolated” thundershowers. Unfortunately, we’ve ridden thru our share. And all’s I could think of was - that darn Patt – she’s out west riding on their trip in a tank top and SWEATING! – Yeah I know I was complaining when we were riding through high 90 degree weather across most of the southern US! And now we’re wearing our raingear! Ok, so it’s lightweight raingear. Thunder and lightning out here are not a thing to mess with. Out west we don’t hear much about people being struck and killed by lightning. Out here, it’s a nightly occurrence on the news. They say if you can hear the thunder, you’re too close, that lightening vs. thunder has a 10 mile radius. So while we might take a chance and keep riding out west – boy you find cover out here.
It also has been different in that we have had tough times finding rooms. Good grief – what a pain that was. The last couple of nites we got stuck in smoking rooms. When everything is sold out, beggars can’t be choosers. If it wouldn’t have been raining so much, that tent would have been the best choice. Still not convinced it wasn’t any way! There were family reunions, festivals, high school reunions and softball tournaments. Cripes – we were lucky to find what we did get. Got to know a section of Ohio waaaaaaay more than we had wanted to!
Lots of beautiful areas to ride in out here, tons of winding roads, never ending curves, along with great road surfaces. The thing you had to watch out for was critters and the road kill – lots of little critters.
Ask David if he knows where West Virginia is. And if he remembers, what side of the road the river should have been on?!
Hey good job all of you on the great Salem HOG Poker run! Sounds like it was a success – and special thanks to all of you that went and participated in the Rose City Poker run.
As some of you know, we’ve been creating a movie with narration for our parents. We send this DVD home every 5-6 days. This helps a bit in hoping that they don’t miss us too much…. Well Grammy and Gpa are having soooo much fun, watching the DVD, going thru the prints we have shutterfly send them, along with the care packages of all the crapola we gather along our way, they have made it well known to feel free to stay gone longer, just as long as we keep sending DVDs and treasures! They’re so funny – and here we thought they’d miss us!
July 17 – Still in New York – well didn’t get too far today, but had a great time doing it! Rode along the shores of Lake Erie til it decided to start raining on us. So instead, we hung a left (south) and just started turning south and west whenever the road would run in to a T. How fun was that!? Came across some great country back roads, got out of the rain almost immediately. Ended up coming across a bill board sign for Jamestown Harley Davidson in its new location, so decided it would be a good place to go check out. David had been getting antsy about having our services and back tires done. Seeing as how this was a Friday afternoon after 3pm, and we didn’t think Cliff (our Salem HD Manager) would spring for Tim(our mechanic) to fly out and take care of this for us, we needed to start looking for a shop that could change our fluids and tires, along with having a motel within walking distance. Wonder of all wonders, Jamestown HD was perfect with a motel only 150 yards away. Not only could they service both bikes, and change both back tires on a Friday afternoon after 3pm, but they would and did. They have what they call an express lane for drop bys. They had both bikes done, along with washed within 2.5 hours – and they were quite reasonable in their pricing – to the tune of, David questioning did they charge us enough! Now you know it had to be something for David to ask that!! So special thanks to all at Jamestown Harley Davidson, Falconer, New York - and sorry we didn't make it to breakfast, but appreciate the offer.
July 16, Thursday – Niagara Falls – Canada Style (OK, so I haven’t created that flower album! Sometime!) oh too amazing. Boy did we luck in to another sweet room! We’ve taken to stopping at tourist info centers to ask for information on hotels/motels, along with what to do in their areas. We had heard throughout the trip that we should go to the Canadian side of the falls to see them (from both Canadian and Americans). While riding along, we enjoyed watching all the cool looking classics, street rods and antique cars going in the opposite direction – groups of them – they were all headed for Syracuse, NY fairgrounds for a huge weekend car show. That would have been great to go see! We stopped at a very small crossroads food joint called the Pit Stop Pizza, the owner is a NASCAR buff and Harley owner, in local places we like to ask what they recommend we eat - he said their big seller was a chicken finger sub sandwich. Go for it! And yes, it was great! He along with another gentlemen were just full of information. Had us take some different roads than we had originally planned – due to paving going on – which was nice of them to mention! Got right thru Buffalo, NY – no problem, on over to the Canadian side – survived customs – tho for a bit the gal border patrol officer had an attitude like we were putting her out by coming thru her station and wanting to spend the night in Canada. Wonder if she remembers how much we tourists spend? LOL – ah well – no problem. Great room, and it really was not a killer expensive place (that is my wife talking here, not me!)– could have been much worse! We overlooked the falls along with the river leading up to the big falls – Horseshoe Falls. What a great time we had there. I had never really paid that much attention to any information about Niagara Falls – other than it was an impressive waterfall. Well those of us from Oregon are use to Multnomah Falls, which is pretty impressive in its own right. The falls turned out to be not as tall as I had thought, but oh so much more. Great expanse of area with a pile of water flowing across. Almost made you motion sick watching the water go over. What an intense aqua/green color it is. I didn’t realize it would be so pretty and the sound was so deafening when you were up close... and the different nationalities – in all the places we’ve been, we’ve never seen such a wide variety of people. Different dress, languages, religions, & mannerisms. One of the top experiences we’ve had on our adventure!
July 15 – Adirondacks. Woke up to a sunny beautiful morning – sure makes traveling and wandering go so much better! Incredible – how fun was today. It was wonderful to get back to small towns, windy country roads, lots of water and trees. In fact in some areas you’d almost think you were back in Oregon. Started out the morning wandering thru Whitehall, New York, then on to Ticonderoga (I sure like saying that name – it just feels good to say it!) Neat old historic towns. Not a lot of rhyme or reason to the design of their homes here in New York. Pretty much anything goes – starting to see more log cabins, darker colors painted on the homes – even saw a western store! Rode up around Lake George area – wow. Hey Cameron – did you ride around these areas when you lived back here in New York? Tho I must admit, I was surprised to see so much tourism going on. Riding along, nothing around but trees and water and around the next corner wham, a kazillion motels – in fact there were 83 motels in a 1 square mile section according to our computer. Bet there were more than that – miles of motels, food establishments, shops and all kinds of docks/beach areas. The Harley store down there was geared towards tourists, not a shop. It was not bad riding thru even tho there were lots of people wandering around.
Not a lot of wildlife around yet, except bugs – lots and lots of bugs – they should have open hunting season on them! New York is great at having road signs announcing rough roads. In fact, their worst roads are better than Maine and New Hampshire’s best roads! People here are much friendlier – all the motorcyclists wave, along with people in general – vs. New Hampshire, whom are very unfriendly. They name their towns after countries, states, plants – we rode thru Poland, Russia, Egypt, Ohio – not very original – but very very neat towns and villages. We thought Vermont was expensive! NY ranks right up there – we’re staying in a little mom and pop type place for a bazillion dollars – rather run down, clean but dumpy and they called it a rustic cabin – hmmmmmmm. Amazing the different terminology.
Hey Patt, Mick and Tom – have a wonderful trip – wish we could have met you in Montana – but we’re still game if you want to meet in Illinois!
July 14 – Vermont – Playing - Another one of those days that we decided to start late – we got rained on by the time we got to the on ramp (1/2 mile!) The first stop was the Wild Flower Farm. Much to David’s dismay, I had a great time taking pictures. So what I’ve decided to do is create an album for “nuthin but flowers” so that those that want to look can, and those of you that are bored and trying to kill some time can look – the rest can just ignore! As I was rambling on, the flower farm had 6 acres of property to walk around and check out all of their floral and fauna. Unfortunately due to the bad weather they have been having lately, the flowers are a couple of weeks behind. Not a problem, still found flowers to take pictures of – and a store to shop around and pick up a couple of items! From there we continued on down the same road for several miles and stopped in a Maple Syrup Museum. It came in to view just in time as the weather turned filthy! Needless to say we spent a couple of hours checking out the museum along with the tasting room of course. Pretty short day today – but that’s the beauty of it – we can do things like that – pretty nice to be able to! Vermont is such a beautiful state, it ranks right there with Connecticut. It would be a great place to stay and explore for awhile. In fact, we’re thinking New England needs to have us spend more time.
Starting to see some deer – huge ones – very nice looking. Lots of big old barns, houses and dairy’s. Some operational, some not.
July 13 – Vermont – Yeah good roads! Instead of getting up really really early to go look for moose, we decided to just slug around and hit the local Wal-Mart. David decided I’d been on the road too long when I said top ramen looked good! (Yes, I bought some) On to Vermont. Now remember, we slugged around and didn’t leave too early – and if we would of – we probably wouldn’t have had to pull over due to lack of visibility in the rain! Talking with Vic, whom we were planning on stopping and seeing in Vermont (he’s from the Portland area and was back visiting his dad and family) about swinging by for coffee – well it was late enough that it could of almost been happy hour! Thanks Vic for the tour, coffee and company! Your dad has some beautiful flowers in his yard. And yes, we needed our rain gear when we left your place!!!
It’s amazing, as long as we’ve been on the road – ummmmm a couple of months – your memory starts to go. It’s hard to remember what state you’re in, let alone where you stayed the night before. And what direction we’re traveling – forget it. I usually am pretty good with a feel for sense of direction (even without the sun being out!) but lately, totally discombobulated. Must be the heading back west and south that has me thrown off. I’ve decided that instead of being depressed cause we were heading in the direction of home, I’d wait til we turned south from Washington State before thinking about going home!
July 11 – Moose it is! Yippeeee – we started off the morning seeing moose! We actually rode all day long in extreme moose country and saw 4, well 5 actually, but David said the dead one didn’t count! Poor moose – poor car that hit it. Today was actually pretty physically exhausting due to the constant dodging of bad road conditions, add that to the high winds and neck craning looking for the moose. At times you had to decide which was the priority; the pot holes or the moose – well duh – the moose, always!
Happy Birthday Sister Peggy – sorry I couldn’t call and sing to you as we have no phone service. We have internet, but not phone – hmmmmmm weird (lucky you!).
And all of you at Salem HOG – sorry we will miss the poker run tomorrow – good luck – hope you have fair skies and a great turn out.
Robert – glad to hear you’re out of surgery and home already – amazing how fast they can have you back up and running after such a major surgery. Hope all is well.
July 12 – Grandpa Bullwinkle – We saw the monster moose of all times, well, our times anyway – very very neat. We actually had them right on the side of the road. The moose back here are like our deer are to the locals. A pain, except moose are supposed to be pretty dumb. The great big one trotted across the road and then across some of the fields next to the road. Didn’t seem to be too bothered. Must not be hunting season.
We don’t watch a whole lot of TV except for the weather channel (go figure!). But just so happens when I was flipping thru stations I ran across a Canadian station that was broadcasting the Calgary Stampede live. David lost me for a few hours – This rodeo is a lot like the national finals rodeo down at Las Vegas in December that we like to watch. They take the top 20 earning cowboys/cowgirls in each event and do an invitational rodeo. Needless to say, the competitors were fantastic as was the stock.
I swear the northern parts of Maine and New Hampshire (the whole state) roads are not very good. These are the only states we’ve cheered when we see road construction signs. That means we’ll get a break and have some fresh paved roads! The riders themselves are a bit friendlier in Maine, but the closer you get to New Hampshire the more unfriendlier the passing riders get. They won’t wave to save their souls. Ah well.
July 10, 2009 – Reaching the most North Easternist Point! – Remember the part about sitting looking out over the bay? Amazingly we had an almost full moon rise up from the edge of The Bay of Fundy last night. We had a perfect motel room with a full view of the water. The moon, rising over Canada was a brilliant fiery orange, and of course set a path across the water to the U.S. – fabulous! It was pretty tough to take pictures of in the dark, though I sure tried! AND THEN – seeings how New Brunswick is to the east of us – I was able to watch the sun rise up over this same bay area (I took pictures for David from 4 to 5a.m.!). What a spectacular setting we had – now if the whales would have just been jumping in the moonlight!
We are currently staying in Madawaska, Maine, which is considered and so marked on their town welcome sign, the most North Easternist (like that word eh?!) City in the United States. We have heard that there is a place in Minnesota, NW Angle, that is considered the most northern point – but you have to get to it from Canada and does not have a city and the roads to get there are very questionable I do believe – Maybe my Canadian cousins know more on this.
Up here in Maine – their town borders stretch from one town to the next. You may travel for miles before actually coming to the “real” town. Half the time when you’ve reached the next town sign, the only way you knew you were in a town was the reduce speed limit sign! And heaven forbid if you want to know how far the next town is. They do not do road signs. You get one sign when you first get on the road – you just better hope you took the correct road and happened to look at your odometer – cause that’s all you’re gonna get! Gas prices are the most reasonable that we’ve seen on the whole trip – premium was around 2.50 – 2.60. The road signs are in French and American – the mileage signs are in kilometers also. It was fun riding along and seeing all the signs to New Brunswick and looking across the river at the Canadian side. It’s like the U.S. and Canada have this thing going with flags. Each side has their countries flags out – kind of like we have more than you or ours is bigger than yours type of thing! Another item we have noticed is the drivers in Maine tend to pull out in front of you. If you see a car ¼ mile ahead, you can pretty much bet he’s waiting til you get almost to him before he pulls out! But since the roads are so icky, we’re not going that fast anyway. Just rather humerous!
The roads around here unfortunately are actually pretty horrid. I’ll take the Yukon’s roads over this any day. I’m still not quite sure what the road construction crews are doing – other than holding up signs for us to slow down.
And today we saw a black bear (no Tom it was not a cow!) just out on the edge of the field by the river. I still think I saw a moose – David thinks it was a horse! Hmmmmmmmmmmm – I’m holding out for the moose! This truly looks like moose country. You just know there is going to be one around the next corner or in the next marshy looking area. The next couple of days we’ll be riding in to heavy moose and bear area. We have noticed that phone and internet service is pretty iffy. Our phones have been picking up the Canadian towers – so no service, the operator wants to charge for long distance. I turned my bike radio on today for the first time in forever just to see what kind of music I’d get up here – the majority of it was in French! Pretty darn neat – couldn’t understand a word of it – not much different than some of our kids’ music choices of today! But here it had a smoother musical tone!
Guess we have to start heading west now – which we will in a round about way. Tom or Wayne – if you have any suggestions for your areas up around Michigan – please pass them along – remember – we’re wanting to stick to back roads – not big cities.
July 9 – Reaching the most Eastern Point - Here we sit, looking out over the St. Croix River and Passamaquoddy Bay (part of the Bay of Fundy and Atlantic Ocean) at New Brunswick. Pretty darn neat. Thankfully the weather broke during the night and we woke up to beautiful sunny skies. Perfect riding day. Our travels took us to the eastern most point in the United States, which is at West Quoddy Lighthouse, where we enjoyed a picnic lunch looking out over the Bay of Fundy. Riding in thru Luboc, which is the eastern most town in the U.S.A., here was that same darn bridge that Jane and I did not have time to go over last summer – the one to New Brunswick – remember all of my whining about not going JANE????!!!!!…. Ah ha – so away we went, the island is Campobello, New Brunswick and we rode the full 7 miles to the tip of the island at the other end, took a couple of pictures of the East Quoddy Lighthouse and, low and behold – a whale was out in the bay jumping! Whoooo hooooo!!! We had pretty much decided to save Nova Scotia, New Brunswick and the rest of the Atlantic Provinces for next years trip – but oh, it was soooo very tempting!
July 8th – Maine - Today we’re enjoying sitting in our room at the Penobscot Inn, snuggled under a blanket with the door open, watching out over the Penobscot bay – reading a book, catching up on the computer, (web site, parent’s DVD’s, Maine’s route preparation) a whole lot of nothing! No moose or whales yet!
July 7th – Maine – After watching the “weather channel”, which is our nightly ritual – we’ve decided to pick a place to “hang out” for a couple of days – Poor Maine – they just have been getting hammered all spring and summer with rain. The town of Belfast, on Maine’s central coastline, was our choice. We picked it by looking for a place that had a movie theater, food choices and a place to stay! Belfast fit all 3 categories. Found a wonderful Inn on the Penobscot bay, top floor, overlooking the bay and Atlantic Ocean. Put the rain gear on and rode to town. Wandered up and down the streets, which happens to be the historic part of town. It is full of gift shops, galleries, eating establishments, book stores; just about anything you’d want to wander thru on a rainy day. Recommend by a local in the visitor’s center, was a diner where we ate a bowl of the most incredible clam chowder I think we’ve ever had – it had more clams than potatoes – great flavor. Stopped in at a Key Bank to see if they had any of the 2009 coins to get for Grammy, unfortunately they were out (so all of you look thru yours please!) What a neat old bank – it still had the tellers behind the brass bars, along with the old style walk in safe/vault. Asked if we could take a picture of the inside – of course we could not as David looks so much like a bank robber! I know, these days they can’t be too careful. We had wanted to go watch Ice Age (ok, I did anyway!) – couldn’t find any kids to borrow, so we braved it alone! There were plenty of kids running around so we didn’t look too conspicuous! Tomorrow night we’ll be adventurous and go watch the new Transformers movie! What a neat old fashioned theater it is. Reminds me a bit of the Silverton Theater, tho it has 3 different movies showing and has a whole network of up and down stair areas so you could watch your particular movie from different levels or sections.
July 6th – In To Maine - After crossing the White Mountains thru the eastern part of New Hampshire, which was gorgeous – had to dodge a lot of potholes – roads surfaces are not too great, but the countryside views are worth it!– and then we crossed the border into Maine - oh my, what gorgeous countrysides – I know, I’ve been saying that a lot huh! We’re in moose country now, still looking for some. The closest we’ve came so far is the warning road signs and the wooden carved one in Big Moose Harley Davidson, Portland Maine. We’re still a novelty or is that an oddity to folks out here. When they ask where you’re going and where you’re from. They at first think Salem, Massachusetts, or Portland, Maine. Then you can see the light click on when the word Oregon clicks in – almost comical - but then again, there are those that say where? Where is Oregon located ? Pretty funny! Most are envious, though some think we’re whacked. But they all love the attitude of “it doesn’t really matter where we’re going or when we get there!” Several of the elderly wish they would of taken the opportunity to have an adventure like this before their health declined.
July 5th – The Thornton Search – we spent this day searching for historical items on Matthew Thornton. Our neighbors behind us, that share our pasture with their horse, is related to Matthew Thornton. He was the last signer on the Declaration of Independence. Really! So after researching a bit online, we rode around to different towns that had historical significance with Mathew Thornton, and took pictures for them as they didn’t think they’d ever get back here. We visited his residence, his homestead, an elementary school named after him, his family cemetery, and a town and street named after him. It really was great fun. We worked our way up to the base of the White Mountains. The roads up here in New Hampshire leave a lot to be desired, they must have really bad winters – and I think they use those sunken man hole covers in their towns as speed bumps – and all of the potholes and road heaves they leave to help the speed control. We had to add air to our suspension on the bikes because the roads knocked it all out. Crazy !
We must of passed hundreds of motorcyclists on highway 3 – we finally saw why. Once we got to the base of the mountains, there was a lot of touristy style places – ice cream shops, eating establishments, coffee shops. I think they treat that area like we treat the coast or Sisters area. A place out in the country to go for a ride. And highway 3 was a really nice country road. Not as beat up as most roads were.
All in all it was a great riding day – good weather – back to t-shirts. Sure be glad when the holiday weekend is over and everyone goes back to work and gets off the roads! On to Maine !
July 4th – Happy 4th of July everyone - Happy Birthday Mom – and Happy Salisbury reunion up there in Long Beach Washington. Kirk, David, Kathy and I all had ours this year early in Pennsylvania – sorry the rest of you couldn’t come! What a perfect day the 4th was. We had wanted to find a small town, that was having a parade, events and a fireworks display. We found it all. Traveling the back roads of New Hampshire we came across a tail end of one parade in Niatic, New Hampshire, and was able to wander thru the local vendors in the town square. Moved on to the next town which happened to be Sudberry – saw they were gathering lawn chairs for a parade. After questioning the local law enforcement about where, what and when, he let us park behind the road block front row seats! Great job. A local family took us under their wing and explained the different happenings of the parade. Told us that Paul Revere rode thru their town during his great ride telling all that the Regulars (British) were coming. So very historical, very big in to reinactments. Pretty exciting knowing that we were standing where Paul Revere has stood. They had a different flavor to their parades – a lot of business’s, local sports groups, different musical bands (Jazz, Celtic, Patriots fife and drum corps) no horses, well two, nor school marching bands. They did have a couple of political statements, very democratic. Just different, but very enjoyable. Then on to Merrimack. What an incredible fireworks display. Their whole display was like our local grand finales. At all the different towns and events we went to, it was nice to see how many families showed up – I mean tons and tons of people. Very moving. If there was a downside to the day, it was while riding along – you could see all these different homes having gatherings for b-b-ques. I thought about us eating restaurant food and it made me realize how much I missed our family and friends.
July 3rd – Cape Cod - I'm not quite sure what my expectations were from Cape Cod - I actually did not have any - but it still was not quite what I had in mind. We did like parts of it. The houses and shops were what I had imagined- the massive amounts of people were not, along with the types of people. The weather was great - very foggy in the morning as we rode in, the closer we got, the clearer it got - sure beats the heck out of the rain! There are 2 main roads to use to get around the cape. You need to imagine Hwy 22 (in Oregon) with the part thru Sisters thrown in and times that by 10! It was very touristy, lots of stop and go. We have never seen so many joggers and bicyclists - they were everywhere. Add them to the mix of crazy, impatient tourists drivers and you have the gist of the traffic on the Cape. In fact, we passed a gal bicycle rider that had just been hit by a pickup truck - the police had not even arrived on the scene yet. eeechs! I have nothing good to say about the drivers - mainly the tourists, the locals were fairly decent. You really have to watch the drifters, weavers and cutters. Very aggressive drivers that don't seem to care if you're there or not. I think David and I have picked up some of the easterners driving habits - good thing we were able to practice in Washington DC and some of the other larger cities. For the most part we're pretty polite - but when you get those nasty drivers, man we don't give an inch. hmmmmmmmm - bad attitude I know!
Ran across Connie and Harry (the couple from Canada) a couple of times throughout the day. Made plans to meet up later that night for dinner, which unfortunately did not happen due to rain. They are eventually heading for Lewiston, Maine – headquarters of a women’s AMA conference. Maybe we’ll catch up to them somewhere up there!
If you ever thought you wanted to visit Cape Cod – my suggestion would be to fly in and fly out! Heading back to the motel, we came across the most horrific traffic we’ve ever been stuck in – I think we were stop, stop, go, stop, and stop yet again for about 2 1/2 hours. We had to shut the bikes off and coast down each hill as they got too hot from starting and stopping. They make these rotary’s or traffic circles to move traffic to different roads– man that person ought to be shot! What a traffic bottle neck. Add that to a Friday afternoon, 4th of July holiday weekend, and a roll over accident! Good grief what were we thinking! I know, I know, I wanted to see Cape Cod – and David was such a good sport! LOL oh well, chalk it up to another adventure that we can tell stories about later!
July 1, 2009 – ok, so we hear about those torrential downpours they have out here in the east. We have been so lucky this trip. It seems like every place we have just passed thru the weather comes undone after we are gone. Texas and Oklahoma have been fighting tornados. Several of the states we’ve been thru are having horrid storms and flooding. We were feeling so smart riding around in our tshirts and jeans. Today made up for it! Neither one of us have EVER been in such a downpour. We came around a corner and all of a sudden it was black. You could not see your own windshield let alone anything else – nowhere to go – you couldn’t see anything, could not pull off the side of the road or just stop, cause if we couldn’t see, the car that might come up behind us couldn’t see. And of course we’re in the middle of a long bridge which just so happens to be the Rhode Island border – no way in heck was I going to stop and take a picture of that sign. I saw David put his brakes on as if he REALLY thought hard about stopping! Finally found a wide spot with a pull out to get off the road. Amidst all of the thunder and horrific lightening, we hunkered up under the trees (short ones!) the water ran as a river down and across the roads… un-B-lievable. (David did walk back up to the state welcome sign to get Rhode Island’s picture! Finally made a run for the Harley Shop we had been going to in Exeter, Rhode Island. Met up with a hilarious couple, Connie and Harry from Ontario, Canada who were sheltering from the storm – Great Harley shop - they put the coffee on for us, I changed in to dry clothes (even bought new raingear, since the raingear I was wearing wasn’t working) and sat out on their front porch in big ole’ rocking chairs watching the storm surround us! Stayed there for an hour or so in hopes it would let up a bit. It barely did and we made it another 6 miles down the road to a hotel. Phew – safe and sound – but watching the news, listening to all the emergency flood and severe storm warnings, it rained 5.5 inches here in the area where we are in just a couple hours – ick. It was sooooooooo not suppose to rain much today – big fibbers! – Still am working our way to Cape Cod – if we can’t get in and out of there on Friday, it’ll be a no go, or we can come back. With this being the 4th of July weekend – THAT is not a smart place to be. We still want to find someplace small to celebrate – probably in Massachusetts – so if any suggestions, please let us know. We will base out of Falls River, Mass for the next couple of nights, so someplace not too terribly far from there.
June 29 and 30th - What another couple of neat days. One of those that it just really did not matter where we went or when. We spent time just turning left and right, and when we’d come across a junction or town, sometimes we’d look on a map to see where we ended up! Ok, ok, so one of them happened to be uphill and gravel – like some of you haven’t followed me and done that before! - We turned around! Just happened across a really cute quaint town called Millerton, NY. Stopped for breakfast and a wander. Of course took lots of pictures of flowers and just “things” Wonder when David will learn NOT to stop in quaint places! Come to find out, this is the hometown of Kevin Bacon and Kyra Sedgwick – nope did not see them, but watched out just in case!
What gorgeous horse country. More of the hunter jumper style. Immense homes and property, tons of wood fences. And did you know that they, like Kentucky, do not put corners in their fences. They have rounded corners – this prevents a horse getting cornered by another to help prevent damage. Also, everyone uses leather halters for if a hoof or object gets caught on the nylon style halters, they will not break vs the leather ones will give and prevent the horse from breaking a leg or neck. Anyway, sure got sidetracked there!
And the rock fences – they were everywhere. Wonder who had to build them all – what a lot of work. Not only were they around homes in and out of the country, but they were thru all the forests. Very cool looking. This land must have been full of rocks and they had to do something with them when the land was cleared. And tons of flowers and nursery’s. big lush hanging baskets – must have had something to do with the mild weather and all the rain they have been having!
Near Norwich, Connecticut was several old structures that had been abandoned. Could not find any signs explaining other than they were being patrolled and to stay out. So we did, but of course I needed to check it out on line. It was an insane asylum and was rumored to of just let all the patients go when they closed the place down…. It’s still rumored to be extremely haunted! http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Norwich_State_Hospital%2C_Connecticut
Did you know that connecticut does not have bathrooms in their gas stations. They are not for public use. No way will we spend money at a place that won’t offer that common courtesy. Amazing the things we take for granted. We had to go to a McDonalds – hence the picture! We enjoyed connecticut so much we decided to spend another day just wandering. Check out some of the dates of the towns – they were established in the 1600’s – incredible, that is almost 400 years. What a life – everyone should experience this!
After spending the day riding thru the Amish countryside – we just HAD to ride back down to Maryland and Delaware to get those welcome signs before heading in to New Jersey.
We’ve been having a wonderful time just wandering up and down backroads. When we came in to towns, we watched for historic districts and would go exploring. Most towns have something historic to offer. I’m sure some of the neighborhoods thought we were nuts!
We almost made the day without any rain. Riding along, we kept watching those black clouds – but alas, we got rained on, but only for a few minutes and we didn’t even bother stopping to put coats on as we would have gotten wetter by stopping! And then came the serious rain at the restaurant – small, intimate, darker style Italian restaurant – you get the picture! Not many windows and I just happened to look outside and saw that horizontal looking wet stuff!. Ha ha – our helmets were hanging upside down and got full of water! Thankfully it was next door to the hotel where we were staying, so we just lingered longer over coffee waiting for it to pass!
Today was spent riding from New Jersey thru part of New York, up and around the Catskills. Very pretty area, winding roads, lots of water and green, some deer, tho did not see many. They did not have any pullouts nor overlook areas. Must not have been wanting folks to stop and hang out. We did notice one sign on the Prepacton Resevoir that said it was the water supply area for the city of New York and you could only fish by certain permit. Hence the lack of campgrounds and picnic areas. The roads are beautiful for cornering, except – not very well maintained. Had to watch for potholes, pavement heaves and the right side of the lane that had sunk - no biggie, just had to be on the lookout.
How great was today - oh my - incredible! Kirk had shared with us some areas to explore in the Amish Country not far from their place towards Lancaster, along with eating at the "greatest" smorgasbord to try the different local foods. http://www.shady-maple.com/ which we did - it was soooo very huge, and yes, the food was incredible (the blueberries were the size of nickles). We started turning left and right on any ole' road - oh my gosh - it was soooo coool... totally enjoyed it. We'd be toodling along and here would come an Amish horse and buggy right down the road, half on the road and half on the shoulder. We noticed that today they have to have a reflective triangles, turn signals and mirrors on the carriages - several Amish farms were being worked with draft horses and mules, I mean all over the roads and different farms. Mick you would of liked being Amish. The women and children were all out doing the yard and garden work, with the laundry already hung out on the lines - hmmmmmm wonder where and what the men were doing while the women did all the work! Well, they were at an Auction buying stuff. We even went to that Amish auction they were having; they sold buggies, farm equipment, produce, every imaginable item - The whole Amish community was exactly what you read about in books and see on TV. A bit too commercialized in some areas, which is a shame - but then again - there is that almighty dollar. We are currently in Delaware. We were here a couple of days ago, but needed to come back across the Maryland and Delaware border to look for a "welcome" sign. Delaware is just not cooperating very well with us! - on toward New Jersey and New York tomorrow..
We did notice that as soon as you got in to Pennsylvania the design of the houses changed. It went from brick to stone - very old looking stone. The places in Maryland and Delaware were huge - but in Pennsylvania they are immense.
I forgot - Hey Gail - They even have Equestrian Exchanges and retirement homes for horses. How great is that. Wonder how that works!
Well today sure turned out differently than we expected. We had planned on meandering up to Phoenixville, Pennsylvania to visit my Salisbury cousins Kirk and Kathy Coats and say hi. But, after picking up our clean and serviced bikes around 12:30pm, the service manager "Mac", (who was extremely helpful by the way) informed David that the chattering he kept feeling on the front end was indeed his rotor and he needed to get it replaced right away. Well, we had already been trying to do just that since Pensacola, Florida, but to no avail - not one Harley shop we visited has had one. After finding out where we were heading, he was nice enough to call around and find one. So with the day over half over already, and the other Harley shop (Chads Ford Harley Davidson) 50 miles away wanting us there in an hour or he won't be able to do it, we raced up to Chads Ford, Pennsylvania. Well, raced isn't a good word because we got stuck right off the bat getting on Toll Road 1, we didn't have any change and the change machine wouldn't take my dollar bills because they were too wrinkled. So here we sit holding up traffic and I am trying every dollar bill I have to no avail. Finally we say the hell with this and we started up and passed the toll machine side by side and, in motion, I threw fifty cents (three dimes, three nickels, and five pennies at the tray. The police never came after us so I guess all is well. Then (David of course - I would never miss one) missed an off ramp from I-95 to Rt 202, traffic was a mess and at 75 mph we just took an exit later and found a new route to the dealership ourselves. We luckily made it in time to have it replaced and got back on the road.
So most of the most of the time was spent getting a bit of maintenance done on the bikes! We now have serviced them three times on this trip. We did make it to Kirk and Kathy's house - wow, nice place, out in the middle of a forest - thoroughly enjoyed our time with them. Not only were we invited to stay the night but Kathy was gracious enough to feed us a "real" home cooked meal, (thank you so very much!) I had forgotten how nice it was to be in a real home and not a hotel. About decided to stay! For all of you that I've ever asked to "share" all of your change with me so I could snoop thru looking for "P"s for Grammy, I want you to know that Kirk and Kathy were game enough to let me go thru all of their's. They thought I was totally nuts, even had Kathy helping so I'd get done and go to bed!! Ha ha - it was great - Grammy is gong to be so excited when I mail her all of the treasures!
June 24 - Maryland and Delaware - Oh dear, you all are in trouble again. Pictures - Pictures - Pictures. I figured I'd better get caught up on some of the journaling first, so will sort thru the pictures later! David's gonna shoot me! Lucky him, he gets to go thru and caption along with journal on all of them!
We are currently spending the nite at Smyrna, Delaware. (near Wilmington) We dropped the bikes off next door at Mike's Famous HD, the local Harley Dealer and are having a 5k check along with a couple of other things done to the bikes. Thought we should as we are about half way thru the trip.
We did a lot of twiddling today. Riding thru the historic districts of some of these smaller towns. We rode and explored on foot - Easton, Cambridge and Salisbury, Maryland. Yes another Salisbury. My goodness they sure know how to do up these historic towns. Totally filled with the Georgian Manor style homes - Big Big brick, white window frames and black shutters. But then again, there is the wood structures with the huge columns, and all the sailboats. The harbor in Cambridge is filled with $150,000 and up yachts.
June 23 - Washington DC - Totally Cool ! - Oh my gosh - it's so much more than you see on TV. Everything was bigger than life - so it seemed. Started the day out with waiting til about 9:30 - 10 to drive in, as the rush hour traffic is horrid from 6:30 am til about 9:30. Good choice. We stayed for the night about 30 miles out to the West of the District of Columbia. Not sure if you heard on the news about the big metro commuter train wreck - but it happened. We didn't see it - tho we had talked about the Metro might be a good way too get in and out of the city - ha - fat chance now! It was very tragic and had 9 fatalities and 60 injuries. Pretty much the talk of all the local stations.
Still had a traffic jam - stop and go where all the main arteries merged together. So with me leading (now how did I get 2 days in a row!) we meandered around Arlington National Cemetary (sure gave you the shivers) and the Pentagon - very very neat. Then on across the Arlington Memorial Bridge to the main part of DC. And there it all was - The Capitol, The White House, Washington Memorial, Lincoln Memorial, Jefferson Memorial, The Smithsonian Museum, and many other famous buildings and museums, everything you see on TV and read about. Actually we didn't have any problems riding around the city. You can actually ride around a cul-de-sac in front of the Capital Building. David parked illegally as usual, and walked up to the front gate of the Capital Building. He was so excited. Lots of traffic, but you just kept meandering around til you got to where you wanted to go. Lots of one way roads. Millions of taxi drivers and tourists - but you know, everyone was pretty polite. But then David was the one that had to take the heat from local drivers and clean up behind me! You really need to be able to stay in town a few days and spend some time to really appreciate it all. David just knew that every black suit with sunglasses was FBI or some sort of secret service type! Well, they did talk to their sleeves alot! And as you're riding around you just keep hoping that today was not the day that someone was going to crash a plane or try to blow up the town. Pretty eerie, but the thoughts and feelings are there, believe me. The buildings with all of their columns and scroll work - I think we got sore necks from all the rubbernecking! And seeing the names on the buildings - I think other than the White House and the Capitol, the FBI building was David's most exciting! But he sure liked riding on Pennsylvania Avenue, and Constitution Avenue where the Capital and the White House are.
It was amazing how close you could actually get to all these places. And the pictures, sorry about this in advance! There were just so many to choose from!
June 22 - Stuff - We use to be adamate about staying in one level mom and pop style motels when we could, with our bikes parked right in front of our rooms so we could keep an eye on them. Those motels have personality and are for the most part pretty nice. Well, we sure have changed our way of thinking. After having our motel room was broken in to, and at a Day's Inn at that, we now are enjoying a bit of an upgrade in hotels and rooms, with our doors inside. We also use to hate to have neighbors too close to us - now it's like - phew - there's a truck driver, or a family! LOL - amazing how something like that can change your way of thinking.
The food on this trip has been divine - too much so. When you order any kind of seafood, it's the real deal. The shrimp are the mini prawn type - the crab real and all have been very generous with the amounts they give you - like we need that! I had such great ideas and thoughts about walking each nite, hiking at different locations and just generally spending some time exercising. Boy that sure did not turn out. It has been so very hot and humid that by the time we get done for the day, we're hard pressed to leave our room. Now that it's cooler out - wonderfully so, and since our room was burglarized, it's hard to feel comfortable leaving your items unwatched - we both think back to the one time we finally decided to go for a walk. hmmmmmmmm - guess we'll have to work on it when we get home. But since we are only in Virginia, it may be awhile!
June 21 - Blue Ridge Parkway and Shenandoah Valley - We spent a couple of days riding on the Blue Ridge Parkway www.blueridgeparkway.org and the Shenandoah Valley www.nps.gov/shen . I would say that I like the first part of the Blue Ridge the best as it seemed like every corner you went around, there was some old neat historic site or building. The last half was just fun riding. It really was all good. In fact, more enjoyable than the Natchez Trace Parkway, as this had a lot of hills and corners. The Natchez's roads were better maintained. But we're getting pretty good at dodging potholes! One of the stops we made was at the Mawbry Mill - very fun to walk around and explore. http://foreverlodging.com/foreverinfo.cfm?PropertyKey=74&ContentKey=2412
We could just feel the Confederate Army walking through the trees during the Civil War. The Blue Ridge Parkway did have many references to Civil War marches, and our minds played tricks and brought us right into that era.
The Shenandoah Valley is wide and vast - (darn you Patt - I kept thing of that John Denver song - something to do with Blue Ridge Mountains and Shenandoah river or some such nonsense! I don't even like John Denver!)
It was so nice and peaceful - not alot of wildlife until the middle of the park, and then it seemed like the deer were everywhere. The bucks were all in velvet - and guess what????!!! We saw a big ole' black bear - just on the embankment about 25 feet away to our right side of the road. I was so excited and busy pointing it out to David, I forgot to take a picture! - oh well.
June 20 - South and North Carolina continued - Crum, the journals here only let me type so much at one time! Anyway as I was saying about the cleanliness of the places out here. I wonder why the folks in some of the other states, even if there is not much money can't seem to figure out it does not cost anything to keep your place clean, just a little bit of physical labor.... oh well.
Speaking of cars. I think every yard did have a hot (as in built to the hilt!) muscle car in it. Of course in all different degrees of restoration. Reminded me of the Dukes of Hazzard or all the old movies you see or books you read about the moonshine runners! Along with the neat hot rods, we did go by a couple of old car/hot rod car shows happening! I imagine with tomorrow being Father's Day there will be more car shows.
Will be riding up the Blue Ridge Parkway and Shenandoah Valley for the next couple of days. Looking forward to that!
Happy Father's Day to you all!
June 20 - South and North Carolina - Tried Grits for the 1st time, and hush puppies! Like the hush puppies, not too sure about the grits yet! Will not try the liver mush! yuck!
Hadn't realized how much friendlier folks up here were. Florida was nice and we enjoyed it. But what a great feeling it was to ride along these country winding roads and have folks wave at us - I mean everyone young and old alike - and they loved to come talk to you, whether in a gas station, resturant or a store. Like this much better, makes you just smile! and corners, forgot what it was like to corner - again, you don't realize you miss it till you have it again!
Each little burg had signs that would say farmers market, or flea market and locals would come to this central place to sell their wares. Another sign that I thought was fasinating was their business signs - it would say Industrial Entrance Ahead - warning you of a business and traffic coming up.
And did you know North Carolina also has a helmet law! LOL this time two elderly gentlemen followed us in to a resturant to let us know we'd better put our helmets on. They had seen us go by and thought they'd better let us know! See how friendly folks were! Love it! And you should have heard the pickup these two elderly gentlemen of color had. It was an old beater 1975 chevy. My guess is 454 cubic inches and a big cam under the hood. It just loped out the the parking lot. What a sound. Moonshine, ya think?
The local Harley Dealer we stopped at was Tilley's HD, in Salisbury, North Carolina, which just happens to be one of my family names. I even found a t-shirt to buy with Salisbury on it... Still waiting to hear from the Salisbury clan to see if we're related to any of them. Neat neat towns up here. Very old, very historic - back in to the brick buildings.
One thing we've noticed that has been different throughout these south eastern states vs the south west states is that the "less than affluent" homes out here are kept immaculate, the yards are mowed, the garbage around picked up, no junky cars laying about, just generally very nice and clean.
June 19th - Our Friday Niter - After stopping by the local Harley Davidson Dealer, which just happens to be called Doug's HD - could not resist picking up our son Doug a little something - our Friday night dinner ride found us in Florence, South Carolina at a resturant called Ruby Tuesdays. Not many motorcyclists showed up! Oh it helps if we invite some, huh - sorry! After spending 10 nites in Florida, we decided to hustle up north and get out of the heat. Down south here they are having extreme heat warnings with record temperatures. That coupled with the humidity makes the heat anywhere from the low 100's to 115, 118 - ick... needless to say we get up, on the road still by 6 am (in t-shirt and jeans) and try to be done by noon. We've decided to cut across South and North Carolina and jump on the Blue Ridge Parkway in Virgina. Not sure where we'll head after that, need to kind of watch the weather and let it help determine where to go.
We've noticed while riding in Florida that when you see road construction, it's a sign for all drivers to speed up. The first few times we tried to obey the speed limits in contructions zones we about got ran over and pissed off drivers. The speed limits back here are 70 and 75. We usually ride about 5 - 7 miles over the speed limit. Does not matter... we still get passed like we are standing still. Ah well, we enjoy the back roads much better. Also noticed, these states have billboards all over. But the nice thing is they cut grooves in to the lush foliage and stick them back off the road. The traffic going in our direction can see them, but the on coming traffic see only the foliage. I know, kind of hard to explain, but very tastefully done.
and did you know that the Georgia State Police WILL pull you over if you do not have a helmet on! LOL - oops.... didn't even dawn on us - I had one officer pass me on the left and whoop his siren... startled me, but he kept flying by - and then another one did pull us over. At that point we were 67 miles past the border... dang.... another very nice police officer - just cautioned us! You can tell we have been in many states, because I was looking for the South Carolina welcome sign, and forgot all about going through Georgia. We haven't worn helmets or coats for that matter in over two weeks and maybe our brain is getting a little cooked.
June 17th - East side of Florida - I forgot to add - we happened just by accident to turn east to head for the beach and lo and behold - we rode right past the Daytona Speedway - The television does NOT do it justice. It is huge. We figured we rode along it for at least a couple of miles - that was pretty darn cool!
Amazing - we actually rode up some of the coastline and some of the freeway - wanted to hit a few Harley Dealers - Went to the original Daytona Beach HD - Bruce Rossmeyer's Daytona Harley-Davidson, then went to his new one just above Daytona WWW.DESTINATIONDAYTONA.COM. Oh my gosh - what an incredible place. This was not just an regular Harley Dealer, this was a shopping complex for motorcycle enthusiasts. It included JP Cycles, Ultimate Seats, Sport Bike shops, cripes, every kind of food and beverage place, along with clothing stores galore - all having to do with motorcycles, mainly Harley's, but also the crotch rocket crowd and extreme custom bike crowd. Covered stage areas along with outdoor stage areas. This place encompassed several miles. Anyway, you get the picture. Pretty darn nice.
While riding thru Hwy 1, along the coast line - patience IS a virtue, but thankfully they have the right hand lane as a continual green light whenever they could, to make traveling thru the smaller towns much easier. That works well, the right lane on a four lane road is marked continual green light, so you do not have to stop at a red light. Entering traffic uses only the other lane.
To all of you heading down this weekend with Mick and Patt to ride the Rogue River, you're in for a great time, even if Robert can't be there in all of his oneriness! Hey Robert, just wanted you to know David and I were thinking of you - best wishes...
June 14th - Florida and The Keys - The Keys remind me alot of Maui - but I think it's more crowded here. We were smart and left early enough in the morning to get out here to Key West by 8:30 - 9:00 Sunday morning. I don't think I would enjoy riding out here during one of the big bikefests, one road in - one road out. We passed alot of the weekenders heading home - car after car after car! You really just had to watch out for the oncoming passing traffic in your lane.
Watched the sun rise up over the Atlantic and The Keys. That was very neat!
Walking around Key West, its a really historic town from the 1800's. We were told that Key West is the second oldest city in Florida. There are alot of gigantic old homes, which have been turned into bed and breakfasts - tho several of them are still private residences. I'd hate to pay their property taxes! The town itself is everything you see on tv. Lot of palm trees, palm plants, flowering everything, ferns, plants we spend big bucks on that we have to keep indoors, they grown wild around here. There are a kazillion outdoor tiki bars, resturants of every food you could imagine and some you couldn't and then the normal tourist trap type places. Everyone is riding on those mopeds, along with bicyclists, electric carts, people walking and cars driving - all with hardly any regard for anyone else..and then there are the taxi and bus drivers thrown into the mix - pretty crazy! - no one's been hit yet that we've seen!
David stuck his fingers in the south eastern most point water (90 miles from Cuba) - made it to checkpoint #2. Still having a wonderful time - still not coming home!
June 13th - Florida and the Gators - Wow, where do I start journaling. We have followed the coast line down the west side of Florida. With the weather as it is, we've been getting up around 5, and on the road by 6. Haven't really had to many problems with the rain yet. We've had a thundershower later in the evenings, but we're off the bikes by then. This must be where they get the singing or dancing in the rain. It could be pouring down, but the rain is still at least 80 degrees - no cold showers here! David still thinks we'll never get out of Florida! Whats the worry right? There is always tomorrow!
Really enjoyed looking around the Wildlife Refuge. Timed it just right during feedings. All the animals came up for that! We've spent most of the time meandering thru the picturesque coastal towns, but did spend a short bit getting down the freeways. We wanted to get down to the everglades early and try to catch an airboat ride around the swamps/everglades. Glad we did. The driver like most tour drivers was entertaining and full of it! Of course with us being on the Harleys (he use to have one, but then they all say that!) we were treated like royality (well the ones from low places!) Rode up front, prime seats, when we got further out where I couldn't cause too much damage, I got to drive/steer the airboat. Oh my, that could be addicting! We saw gators, and a massive boa in the road. Thank goodness he was not moving - he could of done damage to the bike, kind of like the size of a 4" branch. Unusual road signs we came across in Florida; caution - panther crossing, or, caution - crocodile crossings, or, caution - gators.
And Mosquitos - ick... nasty little critters
I don't understand their roads. Alot of them have these grooves running down them. Not the kind that are put there for water run off, they don't follow your lanes, no rhyme or reason - there are tons of them. If you don't pay attention they can lead you astray. Noticed that alot in the last few states we've been in. Does anyone know why and how they got there? David thinks they are for water run off and they are not in a straight line so cars are not running on them, but rather crossing them. They do however keep the front end moving on a bike kind of similar to a steel bridge.
June 12 - NOT coming home - Ok, So Florida is it. We're not coming home. Doug - sell the house and everything there, wire us the money! Ya right, like thats going to happen. And I'm happy, got to see Manatees and Gators - life is good!
Added by Dave: Except how soon she forgets that we have to get up at 5am, and be on the road by 6am in order to beat the 90 plus degree heat that we run into before noon. Have you ever rode with Patty after she has put 200 miles on in 95 degree heat? It is not pretty!!
June 10 - Florida - Love Florida - I know, you all are probably tired of hearing me say how much I like each state! but geez, it seems like around every corner and across every state line it just keeps getting better and better. I knew I'd love riding in Florida. I love the flavors, the colors used everywhere, the tropical flowers and smells, the palm trees, the miami vice style.. ok, ok you get the picture! Still looking for gators and manatees! After leaving Chattanooga, Tennessee, Tuesday morning, we decided to beat feet thru Tennessee, Georgia, & Alabama to get into Florida. The weather looks like it is breaking enough to get us in and out without too many rain drops. We aren't sure if the Weather Channel is being honest with the rain since the Florida locals say this is normal and it only rains in the afternoon for an hour. To listen to the Weather Channel, everyday is a tropical storm! Tuesday nite was spent in Pensacola, Florida. Tonight finds us in Apalachicola, Florida. With tomorrow more riding down the Gulf of Mexico side, working our way down to The Keys. A lot of military here in this area. Stopped along one of the beaches and watched the equivalent of The Blue Angels with their fighter jets, not sure what they are called over here, play and practice some of their maneuvers out over the gulf. Very impressive! The ground and air just quiver when they fly by.
It is sure hard to get our tongues around some of the names of towns and areas down here. Very different pronunciations. We have also learned that motels looks on the outsides and lobby areas sure can be deceiving! And just because it is a nation wide chain does not make them all the same. Very friendly Harley Dealerships everywhere. We walked into the dealer with no notice in Pensacola, Florida and they serviced both bikes in under two hours. I was impressed.
June 10th - Been Busy - Sure has been an adventure! So much to see and do. I don't think we've been to an ugly place yet! All of it has been hot and humid. No rain yet! Now that I say that, we'll get dumped on! NOT! We try to ride mainly back roads and after meandering through rural countrysides having to hit 70 - 75 mph with everyone passing you in all lanes keeps you on your toes! I must say everyone on the whole has been very polite drivers, with the females (especially when they're on the phone!) being the most obnoxious. I know, I know, I really didn't say that did I?!
The Tail of the Dragon www.tailofthedragon.com that alot of us have been hearing about starts in North Carolina with the main part (official tail) being in Tennessee. This is really a fun road. You need to really really REALLY like cornering and riding with sport bikes all around you! And yes, you do have several cars and bikes coming the opposite direction and cutting corners. Tho it was not as bad as we've heard. We rode up on it first thing on a Monday morning. Which was a good thing.. the weekend would of been pretty ugly. The crotch-rocket riders were actually very nice about waiting til you motioned them around you. We all know how annoying it is to get behind slow drivers on a fun road, so we try to be courteous and let them pass as soon as possible.
I think the roads all over North Carolina and Tennessee were fabulous riding roads. Nice sweeping corners, not alot of traffic. Well maintained. Heck with watching for deer, we've seen more turtles than deer!
June 6th - Albama - Pretty funny, David made a comment that Alabama is for everyone that wants or dreams to race NASCAR. Everywhere you would expect to have a 7-11 store they have auto parts stores. Transportation must be high on their list. It is obvious that the local meeting spots in small towns are their local auto repair shops. We noticed several shops as we drove by having folks hanging out sitting in lawn chairs. Their kids were probably inside building the next world class Nascar.
Each small town has at least 2 - 4 bbq joints - had no idea it was so popular here in Alabama. As you would get close to these small towns, they would have a sign up, "under police jurisdiction". We wonder whose jurisdiction it is when the signs aren't present??? Revenuers? Everyone, of all ages is very polite, still have alot of yes ma'am and yes sir's, along with door holding. We have enjoyed riding around Alabama, it's alot hillyier and more tropical than had thought. Good roads too, well maintained. Mississippi also had well maintained roads.
June 5th
Riding thru the Trace, we came upon the Cole Creek Swamp area. Oh wow, absolutely fascinating, I looked all over for gators. I keep pretending I see them in the pictures. I mean who's going to argue with me besides David?! We had a great time taking pictures of the swamp area as you can tell by the numerous pictures!
The traveling was pretty much the same; green, laid back and fun. When we got up, the local weather person was saying how fogged in they were. What they were calling fogged in, we Oregonian's call overcast. So we did ride most of the day in our jackets, but dry all the way.
Had fun the night before comparing local dialects with our waitress. When she heard we were from Ori"gone", we finally got her to pronounce it the correct way. Then I asked her if there was really a such thing as fried dill pickles. She replied "ya'll never had fried pickles?" She was totally amazed and said we needed to go eat them, but make sure the place we eat them has the real dill pickle dipping sauce, don't be usin' that ol' ranch dressin', that's the cheaters way. Then we got into the buffet vs boofay, potato vs pototo. Pretty fun actually.
June 3rd
The Natchez Trace Parkway– another beautiful ride. Winding, good pavement, not many people out and those that are, are very polite drivers. Did a little stopping and looking, well until I saw the snake slithering across the road… ick… long, black and skinny… ick, ick, ick! I’m sure I must of looked a sight with my legs up as high as I could get them, while trying to point it out to David so he didn’t run it over! Loved seeing the Magnolia trees in bloom, along with all of the hanging drooping Spanish moss. Just something eerie about it hanging from those trees. Must either read too many books or watch too much TV!
Decided to stick around Clinton, (Jackson, Mississippi) for an extra day. It was possibly going to rain and we needed some downtime, maybe even take in a couple movies. Great choice, woke up this morning (Thursday, the 4th) to pouring down rain. What a great feeling it is to know we don’t have any particular place we need to be at any particular time. So we’re having a wonderful relaxing day!
We shall see what tomorrow brings, I think we’ll be heading for Alabama on more of the Trace.
They have “no see ums” down here. Tell you what – We SEE and FEEL um’s!
June 2
Finds us riding thru Louisiana, more of the same: cooler mornings (not cool enough for a jacket!) hot and muggy afternoons. I sure have enjoyed the sweet tea down here. They have it everywhere!
As we were leaving Louisiana, we stopped in at the visitors center. Very pretty area, nice lady to talk to. Took several pictures of the Mississippi River. Shore is muddy looking. But then again, it’s been having so many of the rivers and creeks feed in to it from the flooded areas.
Spent the day wandering around Natchez (rhymes with matches). What a town full of history, and the historic buildings and homes. My oh my, thought we had stepped back in time. Thought it would be fun to take a carriage ride around town, but felt too sorry for the horses in this heat so we didn’t! Maybe in Savannah.
Noticed they drive any and every kind of car. If it runs, and even if it barely runs, they drive it. Granted there are nice ones, but the clunkers amazed us! Folks down here are still very heavily accented. Wonder if they think we’re the ones with the accents!
June 1 -
I tell you what, the lower half of Arkansas is like it’s own continent. After riding thru we can definitely say Texas is STILL the friendliest state. There are more churches in southern Arkansas and northern Louisania than anything else in their villages and towns, maybe even more churches than people. We also noticed they do not post mileage signs to the next towns. They mention the towns name at the junction and that’s the last time you see it until you reach the town. And they do NOT yield either! Very unusual.
Riding thru Camden, Ark – we observed a lot of the flooding that had just happened. The road we were on had been under about 4 feet of water and all the sides of the roads and trees were still in water. It will take a while for the water to recede – and we hear they are expecting more rain.
We decided to head south to as we hear there is a cold front coming this way and we also want to be away from the water areas and back heading north as June 1 is the start of hurricane season.
May 31st -
Spent another great day in riding through the Ozarks. Good thing we had several days under us. Talk about corners, every turn was pretty much a photo op and boy did my arms ache that night. Criminy, whomever said there was nothing in Arkansas must never of been in these areas. And then there were these lumps in the road. Oh my gosh, they were turtles – just racing across the road… well as fast as a turtle can race. Susan, I have visions of you spending your whole time stopping and helping them safely across the road! Of course we stopped so I could take a picture of one! The other thing they have different down here is Armadillo’s, kind of like our possums but with a hard shell back. Locals cannot stand them as they are very pesky and dig big holes in their yards, so, it appears they run them over every chance they get.
Whenever any ones makes the comment “well at least it’s a dry heat!” we now know the difference between a southwest dry heat and a south moist heat! You might sweat in the southwest, but the wind dries it pretty darn quick. Here in the south - not a chance of drying, everything is very humid and moist.
May 30th - And then we hit Arkansas, rode through the Quachita National Forest and the Talimena Scenic Byway. Absolutely gorgeous – green, warm and lush. We noticed many roofs with damage either from high winds or tornados. This is another state that does not believe in stop signs. They yield everywhere and I think everyone in Arkansas cuts every corner. You definitely do not want to be riding your center line on any corner. The end of the day found us staying at the Crystal Inn in Mount Ida, Arkansas, which Ida is the name of our friend Jim’s wife so we decided it was an omen. Great choice, perfect mom and pop motel, clean rooms, picnic tables, and even rocking chairs on the front porch! Did you know that Arkansas is the crystal capital of the world?
May 29th - Oh my gosh, we rode amongst the Longhorns and the Buffalo… amazing.. took a kazillion pictures. Earlier, while at Red River Harley Davidson, one of the local riders recommended riding through the Wichita Mountain National Game Refuge, and to be sure to stop at Meers General Store for burgers. But, make sure we share a burger as the dessert of fresh cobbler and homemade ice cream is what you really are wanting! It was all that and more. If you go check out the pictures we took of the Meer’s store, David does some journaling and storytelling in the pictures section and he included a link to the store. The refuge was some beautiful riding, like curvy roads and trees, after riding for twelve days in desert areas. In fact after riding so much in the desert areas, the green and trees felt very confining and closed in at first, but that didn’t last long. Cornering took a couple of turns to get use to again! Auntie Dee and Uncle Bobby, the Refuge has a beautiful (www.theholycitylawton.com), with the longest running Easter Passion Play in the country (see, a road trip for you!)
Talking with a parts manager at the Proteam Harley Dealership in Lawton, Oklahoma, said they had horrid ice storms there and it was not unusual to have 4 – 5” of ice in their parking lot. And we thought our winters were tough!
We ended the day in Seminole, Oklahoma – we now know what motel NOT to stay in. Mick and Tom, this would give that Ruby’s in Eureka, NV a run for their money – major icky!
May 27th - The weather has been great, we have to keep an eye out for late afternoon thundershowers, but have been lucky so far. The night before, we arrived in Plainview, Texas, keeping an eye on the black clouds heading our way. The young lady at the hotel let us bring our bikes in under the entryway.. thank goodness, a couple of hours later the thunder, lightening and major rains hit. Kind of fun to watch... from the inside.
I was not allowed to take my camera out today! I behaved... Stopped in Lubbock, Texas to have the fluids changed. Again, everyone in that state is so darn friendly. Dealership's, while on the road are wonderful and accommodating to us travelers. Get you right in and back on the road.
I had forgotten how Texas handles their on and off ramps. The off ramps cross traffic, as do the on ramps... They do not believe in stop signs. Everyone is suppose to yield... and if they're bigger than you... they get to go first, heaven forbid you stop and wait, as the truck behind you will run you over! Eeeechs....... I guess this is suppose to help with the flow of traffic. Maybe it's called population control.
We decided there is a Walmart in every town, we should do a Walmart points picture contest huh Jane and Patt?! At least they are architecturally correct for their areas and look nice.
May 25th - Have I mentioned I intensely dislike snakes. I really really do, and I got to play dodge-snake in the road - yet another good reason NOT to camp! Just rode around Texas, thru towns like Turkey, (home of country star Bob Wills), Silverton - nothing at all like our Silverton! Our's has buildings and people!
Caprock Canyons State Park - Beautiful - reminds us of Utah - Hey Karen, do we get double points for out of state - state parks? And flowers, oh my they were everywhere.. David just groaned every time I stopped to take pictures. But how could you not?!
Ya gotta love Texas, we have never met friendlier people. I mean everyone. Driving down the road, truck drivers, pickup drivers, people in their yards, farmers and ranchers, heavens even the train conductors honked at us! Everywhere we stopped, folks would come up and ask how ya'll doing, where ya'll from, where ya'll going... full of advise and help - they were amazed we were from Oregon and rode our bikes the whole way! - love their drawls..
There was just something about traveling down the road, great country stations, listening to George Strait (I did watch for him!) - waving at the farmers, it just nourishes the soul. What a great country we live in.
Check out the gas prices here... $2.15 for regular in Show Low, Arizona. Yes, Tom, Darrell and Wayne, we looked closely for the gal in turquoise. She was not there! But I think her sister was just down the road standing by her pickup and she happened to be wearing a long sleeve turquoise top!
And then, ask David how friendly the New Mexico Police Officers are! Something about speed, passing in non passing zones... ok, ok, so he started in the passing zone ! So after the nice officer pulled HIM over, David made the comment "guess I didn't pick a great time to pass, did I?"
No ticket, just a please be careful! Phew....
Across the border, just inside New Mexico is a town called Pie Town. Got it's name from folks that would stop in the resturant called The Pie-o-Neer and order pie... became known as pie town. Walked in, they were closed, but served us anyway. Told us what kind of pie we could have, mine happened to be fresh peach/apricot, David's apple. Very fun, friendly, low keyed type of place. Had a couple of local hippie/cowboy mix types playing the guitar and singing. They were actually very good.
How fun was it just wandering around town. Saturday turned out to be clear and upper 70's, lower 80's. Downtown around the Yavapai County Courthouse, which is beautiful all by itself, they were holding a Western Art Show and Sale - I was in heaven! Incredible artists from all over the southwest. Wandered around for a couple of hours. The Prescott Harley Davidson Dealer is right across the road, so did a quick walk thru. This is mainly a tourist/t-shirt store, no bikes, parts or maintenance. On our way back to the hotel, we ran up and down a few back streets. Full of historic old homes, love their flowers and porches.
Just a FYI - we do tend to write stories/whats going on in the pictures section also.
We had noticed as we got in to Prescott the day before, just down the hill from our hotel was a resturant called The Cattlemens - highly recommend it! We had eaten ribs there Friday, along with wonderful sweet potatoe fries dipped in raspberry chipotle sauce (me!), enjoyed it so much, went back Saturday and had steaks. They had been voted best steak place in Prescott. We never eat at the same place twice, but this was the exception to the rule. Kind of like when we ride to Livingston, Montana to eat steak, this is one of those - so beware all of you we drag along!
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Friday, May 22 – Whoa, we got rained on today – started out with 85 degree temps at 6:30 this morning, t-shirt and jeans… just before climbing the hill into Prescott, AZ had to pull over and switch to full gear. Hmmmmm, whatsup with that! Actually, the cooler temperatures felt good.
So we decided to just stay here and hang out for a couple of days, let the thundershowers go by, regroup, relax, let the holiday weekend go by… being retired, we didn’t pay much attention to the fact that a holiday was coming up – you should know how that feels Mel! Hope you’re enjoying retirement as much as we are.
It was really nice riding thru the Saguaro’s (cactus), it made us feel like we are really, truely in the southwest. Hey Jilly, have you rode on a road called Box Canyon Road? Just past Indio a little ways. Semi rough road, but fun scenery.
If the weather is decent tomorrow, we may ride up to Jerome, a historic mining town, on 89A, which is known for its curvy road – highly recommend if you’re down this way.
Darrell – we would of come by and bugged you and Penny, but since you’re back up north now, kind of hard to do. Next time.
I think we are both looking forward to getting into New Mexico and Texas. At that point on, we will be riding on roads we’ve not traveled before.
Thursday, May 21st - 2000 miles later, we made it – Yaaaahoooo! David dipped his pinky into the Pacific Ocean just out of San Diego, took the pictures, and now we have check point 1 complete. (for hitting all 4 corners of the United States) Beautiful day down here, cooler weather. Talked about staying, but oh so many people. Just did a turn around and immediately headed east, great weather until we came down out of the mountains, then the typical 100 degree heat – spending the night in El Centro, will get up at crack of dawn to try and beat the heat. Still have not camped! Too many “ifs”
Wednesday, May 20th - We have been around The Lake Meade Recreational loop several times, but it’s a great way to bypass Vegas, so we do it time after time…. As we pulled out of and turned to head down towards Lake Meade, it was dry and desolate like so much of that area is. Low and behold, around the corner we came into the Moapa Valley.. What an oasis out in the middle of no where. Lush, green farmland, AND the smells. Several fields were in the midst of cutting and baling alfalfa. That along with all the flowers that are in bloom down here… It was a real feast for the senses. And then we hit the road construction – ugh… the pavement ended, the gravel and grading began…. Jane/Ann – visions of Greybull, Wyoming should be dancing in your heads. It was wet, squishy, boulders, and then I had to cross a ditch, couldn’t turn around (wouldn’t of anyway). I tell you what, that bagger is waaaay heavier than my Fatboy. (Clif and Tim – do not read this next part!) I kept convincing myself and the bike that it was able to transform back and forth from street bike to dirt bike…think off-road! I highly recommend if any of you plan on going down this direction thru the recreational area, check to see if they have it paved yet. And then came one of David’s famous short cuts… ask him some time about some of them - (like how to get to San Diego via Nevada, Utah and Arizona) This particular one advertised dips and flash flooding for the next kazillion miles, another one of those too far into to change roads. So not only were we dipping up, down, around corners, but we got to dodge potholes (major ones) in betwixt and between. Tired shoulders that nite. Rode thru another middle of nowhere place called Amboy on Historic Route 66 in California. Kind of a neat junction. Wednesday night found us in 29 Palms…. another adventurous extremely hot day!
The weather has been great; we’ve gotten up each morning and set out in t-shirts and jeans. We were thrilled today (Tuesday 19th) when we were able to ride most of the day in 80 degree weather….. It was the last hour and so that was the killer… riding down around St. George, Utah, thru to Mesquite, NV - the weather is around 107. Ugh.… tad bit warm for us – thank gawd for air conditioning!
Coming in to St George we rode thru a state park called Snow Canyon – strange name for such a hot area. We decided it was named after the snowy white rocks. Absolutely stunning. Highly recommend taking the time to ride thru not only the National Parks, but also the State Parks when traveling. There is a reason they were made in to a park status.
We’ve seen no wildlife as of yet… it got to the point we’d look forward to seeing even a cow in the road, and prairie dogs were worth pointing out! Pretty pathetic huh! But the mornings riding thru and smelling the juniper has been great.
Finally took the time to ride thru the Great Lakes Basin National Park. Was not quite what we expected – it was more. Very fascinated by all of the smooth white bark trees, along with the knarly looking snags from the juniper and bristlecone pine trees. Must of taken a kazillion pictures!
Patti, thanks so much for meeting us in LaPine AND buying lunch too! That was very nice.. and it was great to see you.
Pat – we took your suggestion of road 722 off of Hwy 50. Great suggestion thanks, it made a bit of a change rather than just a straight road. I swear there for awhile if I saw any more sagebrush I was gonna scream!
Terresa, just wanted you to know I finally made it thru Austin, NV with neither snow on the ground nor blizzard conditions! It actually had snow in the foothills, but was still warm and passable! But, the trade off is – no Joshua Tree’s nor Cacti are blooming… well, ok, some of the cactus is, but that year we rode down the blooms and smells were wonderful huh – never mind the blizzard!
By the way, thanks everyone for all of your calls, messages and well wishes… it was greatly appreciated as we set off on our adventure!
We are going to use this website as our personal (kind of) journal to record our memories of our trip, with the intent of printing it out when we get home and adding it to the “retirement” scrapbook. So please bear with us if parts seem to drone on and on – just skip those sections !
Oh yes, the “if’s” story, some of you know the story, but for those of you that don’t, Patty will camp “if” it’s not too hot, too wet, too cold, too windy, no snakes, the mosquitos are smaller than hummingbirds and no gators.. but now I just learned we have to be careful of bears in Tennessee… so add that one to the list… in other words. Its gonna have to be pretty perfect conditions in order for camping!
WhooooooooooooHoooooooooo - Its finally happening ! Got away from Canby around 9:00 am with clear blue skies and 60 degree weather. What a great day. Spent our first night in Dorris, CA at our favorite bed and breakfast, the Hospitality Inn. Thank you yet again for such a wonderful stay and the incredible meals Donna and Jeff. Our second night puts us here at Fernley, Nevada. Camping? Not a chance... it is one of those Patty will not camp if's. The if is waaay tooooo hot - but loving it just the same. Sure makes the shower feel extra good. The riding both days has been wonderful, good scenery (til we hit parts of Nevada - lots of sagebrush, amazing how they all look the same!)
We've taken piles of pictures... working our way thru them deleting and editing.. will upload some later.
Thought maybe we should make our contact info available as there is no place here to comment and some of you do not have our private email addresses.
Patty: paaty@aol.com - 503-319-9040 - www.artworksbypatricia.com
David: davnpat@aol.com - 503-319-9058