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Discussion in 'Southeast, The Lair of the Dragon - The Blue Ridge' started by MADSTROM, May 31, 2010.
Nice pics/ride. I always enjoy your varied subject matter and commentary....
What a weekend! Enjoyed your RR - as always.
Great RR HBN!
That's awesome, Mike... Glad to see you've still 'got it'!!
Place Marker for Canadian RR
In July I moved to a new house. My housemate has a VStar 650 and recently mentioned riding up to NY for his friend's annual Oktoberfest party in Rochester, NY. Beer? Riding? Fall? YES!
Here he is geared up and stoked to get out on the road on a Friday morning instead of slaving another day at the office. Don't worry about the 5 hours of sleep you got because you were working :eek1:huh
Cruising down 270
Shortly after taking 270 we swing up 15 through the MD farm country bordering the Catoctin Mountains. Eventually this puts us out near Harrisburg, PA
We ride up the East side of the river and spot the Statue of Liberty on an old bridge support in the middle of the river.
Bridges near Sunbury, PA along the Susquehana
A sign posted said "Following Distance Two Dots". They should have this all over the place! Great idea.
Does not apply to the Amish though...
We took a lunch break in Williamsport, PA at the Bullfrog Brewery (seen in an earlier RR) for a chicken sandwich and a bbw sandwich
I had the Edgar
Good thing we parked beside the porta-potty!
Lycoming Creek Rd beside 15
We arrived in Ithaca just as it began sprinkling. Our first stop was the old Mechanical Engineering building where he checked in on some of his old professors and fellow grad/doc students. This is the Atrium
His bike took a nap outside the "Red Barn" - a hangout for all the grad students.
My bike just soaked in the colors:
Afterward we hit up a delicious Thai restaurant
The night finished with us relaxing at the Alpha Gamma Science Co-Op - a 13 man group home just off campus. It had amazing architecture inside and a storied past - once holding 30 men in an open bay upstairs.
The following morning we woke up to the sound of rain on the roof. Time to go riding :huh
We took a turn through campus
Picked up a side cover he left at the garage and had a friend pick up, then made our way to the Farmer's Market:
There was Cuban, Cambodian, Japanese and a whole other host of assorted dishes available
Justin's headlight mount had broken loose inside so I took care of the problem...
WORKING - you can see Ithaca along the lake behind him
Two Goats Brewery along Seneca Lake.
Finger Lakes Distillery
Football is clearly king
There is good business in shuttling drunk folks around the fingerlakes with all the wineries and breweries. This guy had the coolest rig and was his own mechanic.
I'll stick to being relatively sober and riding my dirt submarine
We rode along Lake Shore Dr down by the water. The road was gravel for a bit and Justin complimented himself for not falling over.
Most of the small towns in northern NY look like this for the mainstreet
Sunflowers not saying hello to the sun.
Windows called...they want their hill back!
The pumpkin patch was packed. Hayride was full!
We cruised into the Oktoberfest gathering and everyone waved. His friend's family were wonderful hosts and there were tons of wurst, potato salads, chips, Bier - etc. We partied late into the night
Then I called it a night. I was the only one camping but despire the temps being in the low 40's, I was comfortable and warm all night thanks to my Kelty Lightyear Down bag and a sleeping bag liner
These were on the dining room table as we played Asshole :huh
I woke up , said goodbye to my hosts and roomate and set off for Lake Ontario
And on toward the lake, I stopped at a crossroad and snapped this shot. Never heard of it
This bridge appeared on my GPS but after conferring with Google Earth, it was clear this swing bridge was not in operation until later in the winter.
Cruising along the lake near Rochester
Hey that's me!
Unedited. I Swear.
I took one off the ground. Shoot me.
I checked out my RoadsideAmerica App which suggested the Shoe Tree in Lydonville, NY
Some of these have been there a while...
Moving on to the next destination: The ONLY tunnel under the Erie Canal.
An old barn.
I stopped above the Erie Canal just as the locomotive was crossing the bridge. Interesting considering the train was the ultimate downfall of the railroad.
The old lock on the left and the wider one on the right:
Approaching Niagara Falls, I came up along the power facilities to the south.
Don't mind if I do!
View looking North from the bridge to Canada
The large hotels dotting the Canadian side of the falls:
Maid of the Mist
And the only reason I went to Canada:... TIM HORTONS
On my return trip across the bridge:
Waiting in line. Please let me back into my country
This Ice Cream shop was a giant soft serve.
There must have been 5 helicopters in the air the whole time I was riding around Niagara.
The fall colors were beautiful on this section of highway
I spotted this on the Canadian side. Interesting.
I set my path toward Buffalo and it began to rain.
Doin' my thang
The bridge to Canada from Buffalo
Some big building in Buffalo. Rainy, cold...I couldn't be bothered to go find out what it was.
Then a stop at Duff's, where I was told I could find a REAL buffalo wild wing. I don't know, wasn't crazy impressed - tasted like a bath of Franks with some butter and garlic. Good but probably not my fav wing.
After Buffalo I set out for the Allegheney National Forest. It rained the whole way and became colder as the elevation rose.
A coworker is from Bradford so I figured I'd snap a shot while passing through.
After Bradford I rode until the edge of the NF and turned onto 150 then some other side forest roads.
After a few miles I found a small fire ring along a creek. This would do for the night! Time to set up camp.
It poured rain all evening so I just got in my sleeping bag and fell asleep around 7 or 8.
When I woke up around 7:30, it was in the low 30's, damp but not raining. I really did not want to get out of my warm sleeping bag and put on damp/wet gear but such is life on a bike. Off I go!
Lots of industry in this part of the state.
Elk Warning outside the Elk State Forest
I then stopped in at Rose's Diner for some breakfast. The small establishment with a full parking lot told me this was THE palce within 20 miles for breakfast.
I was right! $4.95 Special: One Banana Pancake, 2 Eggs, 2 Bacon strips. YES PLEASE!
Crusing off some mountain descending to warmer temps.
Just following the GPS set at "Shortest Route, No Highways" puts me on a number of out-there roads.
I stopped at a stop sign and spotted a yardsale out front of this house. In the back I noticed a couple deer strung up and took a snapshot. It was only after I got home that I realized they were sharks, rabbits and kangaroo! :eek1 :huh
I know what I'm calling my ranch!
Then more of this the rest of the way home on 70 to 270.
Killer RR, Mike! You're always into some neat adventures and come back with quality photos!
I would suggest you were comfortable because that's the normal temp INSIDE your house in the winter.:eek1
Hope to see you at BWDR.
Wonderful photos as always Mike !!!
LOL ....In 08 we were on the same roads as you...
I have almost the same pic
But I don't see any pic of the Flower clock...:huh
Thanks for sharing ...
Thanks everyone! See you at BWDR this weekend
Nice RR, loved the campsite by the stream.
Mike nice to see this RR come out of dormancy and who else could ride to Canada and back 2x in 1 month
Just to follow up with the trend...ANOTHER RR!
I went to visit family near the Lehigh River in Central Pennsylvania this weekend. These are the pics and stories from Saturday and Sunday.
My first stop on the trip was Bob's BMW in Jessup, MD for a new speedometer cable. After some busted knuckles and greasy fingers in the parking lot, I was all hooked up and ready to ride. I rolled out of Bob's around 10:15 and took the highway up to 695 to 83N. After escaping the Baltimore region, I turned off on some side roads which eventually put me on the Baltimore Pike headed for Harrisburg. This road brought me across the Mason Dixon line and shortly thereafter to the city of Hanover.
The remainder of the trip to Harrisburg was your run of the mill PA farming communities and traffic was keeping me at 45mph so I was frustrated and took no photos. After passing through Harrisburg and moving up the river, I started to relax and turned toward Clark's Valley Rd to see some colors.
My friend who sold me the Stella is from Clark's Valley and recommended I ride through.
I stopped for some water and a granola bar alongside the country valley road. The wind picked up and ALL the leaves began to fall from then grand oak trees.
Continuing down the road, the colors were beautiful.
Peter's Mountain (I believe)
There is an awesome road here called Gold Mine Rd that twists up the mountain and back down a few other valleys and mountains headed South. I rode it to the top, turned around and came back. I made it a point to ride it again later.
View on my return down Gold Mine Rd.
View of Peter's Mountain from the roadside. It was hard to capture with a photo what you see moving through the trees.
No dudes around. Strange...
On my way to Centralia.
This church looked so picturesque nestled in the bright fall colors.
Just outside Centralia
Approaching Centralia, I couldn't tell there was anything of a town here. The highway then made an unusual bend and continued uphill. Once up the hill, I realized that this was a new section of road and the original Hwy 61 was above me and to my left. I turned around and made it back to the tank trap and closed highway portion. I rode over the low mound and was now on the old Hwy 61.
Here you can see evidence of the underground processes at work causing the highway to buckle and break in many locations.
I chatted with the locals on ATV's sitting in the crevice. The suggested I go ride behind the cemetery to see some more smoke burning from beneath the ground.
View behind the cemetery
The ridge to the North of town is dotted with wind turbines.
The locations where smoke is escaping have been discolored by the toxins
What appears to be an old Church sits lonely in the distance.
Downtown ain't so busy anymore...
These boots were made for walkin'
I've been to many abandoned towns this year and have seen a number of shoes at each of them. Still trying to figure that one out.
Here are some of the only houses left in Centralia
I think I read that these two houses were joined and supported each other.
I set out for my cousin's house near the Lehigh River about an hour away.
Coming down this mountain the view NE was expansive.
A fall festival in Jim Thorpe and another in Lehighton assured that traffic would be miserable. It was. I took time to snap shots of the roadside.
This went on for miles trying to get into town.
I made a shortcut
Finally made it to my cousin's where he was installing a new oil pump and water pump/belt in a Passat TDI
We made a fire and cooked up some Portabello Mushroom sliders on it with asparagus as a side.
Washed it down with a 1363 Franziskaner Weissbier
intense leaf peepin' colors, any of those tweeked in HDR or au naturale?
The following morning we had eggs and coffee for breakfast. It hit the spot. My family went on to church for the Sunday and I chose to explore and go riding. The scenery was beautiful in the crisp morning air. Nearly every church parking lot was filled.
These Canada Geese have the right idea heading South for the winter. I should take a queue from them and quit riding North every weekend!
I'm a big fan of Roadside America's App and found a number of neat locations on my route for the day. First up is America's oldest operational Drive In, in operation since 1934.
This old bridge and mill warranted a phot break.
Second up for the day is a grain silo converted to a lighthouse...in the middle of the countryside :huh
And continuing with the seafaring theme: A peg-leg pirate
I happened across an antique store/old mill.
Any clue what this thing is/was?
Maybe something from a video game?
Then I came to a fork in the road.
Followed by a paddlewheel riverboat many miles from a waterway.
These Amish statues had the strangest raccoon eyes
I passed through Virginville without taking my pick. I'll save Intercourse for another trip
I rode over a few mountain passes to Pottsville, PA. Home of Yuengling.
I always spot this statue on the hill and decided to go see what it was.
This strange Gargoyle Fountainin town outside the YWCA was used for thirsty horses.
Shucks! Closed on Sunday
I'll be back.
What a neat little snow route sign.
After leaving Pottsville, I spotted a sideroad called "Black Diamond Rd" That sounds challenging...no Bunny Slope. It wound it's way up to a coalfield.
These coal seams were dug 20 feet down or more.
I continued following the GPS on a "Road" until we reached the railroad tracks. It was clear that the blockage below was not going to allow the GS to pass. You can see a small portion of the rocks which comprised this road. It was technical but nowhere near as hard as what was to come.
I made it back up the steep rocky slope and paused for some water and a banana. I had respect for this minature oak trying to make it's existence through the hard ground.
I looped back to Black Diamond Rd and saw that it came out in Newtown and was called Church St or Twp. Hwy 571. That sounds promising right?!
The road started to get worse
At one point I was on top of a steep hill with no way to turn around. There was a 2-3" tree blocking the trail and a rut to the left. I had only one option...to use the weight of the GS and the power of the 1150cc engine to break through the tree and hopefully not land on my arse. I made it through but dragged the tree in front of my rear wheel a few feet before it broke loose.
Then the road turned into this:
I was roughly following these hand drawn arrows on ATV paths that sort of mimicked the highway I was supposed to be on.
Taking a breather. This was a serious workout
This final portion of road up to Newtown was incredibly difficult and really tested my skills to the limit and beyond. Drops, ledges, ruts, basketball sized rocks, tree branches and mud. It was spectacular.
Just when I can see the Church on Church St. I come to this! :eek1:huh I could have used a sip of Whisky by this point
I unloaded the GS. That's how I know things are about to get real serious.
This hill was the only option out. I could brave the 45% slope at 90 degree angle to the trail on the ATV path (to left of tree) or make my own route up beside this tree. I attempted this route but dug in the rear about halfway up the hill. IT took all my strength not to dump her there and then walk her back down the hill. Phew.
The hill above the bike to the left was one of the only exits. I ran up it a bunch of times. It was easily 10ft above the trail, nearly vertical and had roots at the top. Not ideal. Probably not possible without full on knobbies. Did I mention I had a full tank of fuel!
I got crossed up in this deep rut where both the front and rear tires were in their own separate gullies. I just lowered her down to go figure out what to do and how to get out.
I wound up dragging the bike around on the crash bars. From here I was going to attempt the suicide hill when I heard a truck approach. I was dripping sweat and very weak but decided I'd go ask for help or advice. I spoke with the large man with thick PA mountain accent. He told me another ATV trail went off to the north but looped around behind the cemetery. If I could make it up there I may be free! Sorry I have no pics of this since I left my camera with my luggage (so as not to break it). I fell about 3 or 4 times trying to make it up an antrhacite coal hill with loose slag and boulders. Nearing the top, I could barely stand up. I fell overand just sat there next to the bike. Blood pumping through my ears, I needed a rest. Why did I leave my water back with the luggage. Breathe.
The next thing I see, there are three mid-twenties guys walking toward me, guns over their shoulder and beer in hand. "Hey guys! Mind giving me a hand?!"
"Sure! We've been hearing you making a racket out here for a while" They helped push me up while I rode out of the steep hill. This put me on to the coalfields paths which eventually guided me back around the cemetery. I gave them a wave and told em I'd give em any liquor I had if I had any! They couldn't believe I was there on such a big bike. They'd lived there their whole lives and had never seen anyone ride anything that big through there
Oh hells yes
Earned some character marks.
I continued down the road for about 10 minutes until I was chilled to the bone. Everything I was wearing was sweat through. I stopped at a church and changed everything I was wearing. Oh man Dry clothes felt incredible.
and back on down the road with a huge sense of accomplishment. When in doubt, ask a local It has saved me numerous times.
Tower Rd looked cool and went up to this rise but half the way up, it was illegal to pass. Damn.
Red Rock trail as the sun began to sink lower in the sky.
Tactical Vehicles? Where the hell am I?
I'm getting the feeling I shouldn't be here...
Confirmed. GPS had me routed down this road...
I had come from this direction but turned around to take the pic. :huh
Standard construction military buildings circa mid 40's. I've seen these from CA to Newfoundland to Georgia to PA
Ahhh Now it makes sense
I set the GPS toward home and made it to Harrisburg with less than an hour to spare before sunset. Here is a bridge over toward the state capital. It looks like it could be in Europe
Old Saab converted to Electric was cool!
I decided to go check out this island in the middle of the Susquehanna River.
Took a break there and watched this train cross the river.
On the road again
Chasing my shadow down twolane roads at sunset is high on my list of favorite things.
Passed the York Barbell Man on 83S then continued on to Baltimore 695 and 29S to 495 on home by 8PM
Celebrated with a 8.5% Pumking beer with a friend at the beer garden. Well deserved after this day!
a few are tweaked but most are just straight from the camera. It is on a vibrant mode though so that may play into it. Eh whatever...I'm colorblind!
You sir, are NUTZ
(love the Saab!)
I think your GPS is trying to kill you mate. :huh
I forgot about that, makes the fact they are so good even better, oh and that'd make a good sig line