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Discussion in 'Ride Reports - Day Trippin'' started by popscycle, Apr 24, 2014.
Scene While Riding: A March village view that was taken along the way to the PA yard.
Corona Virus Safe Space:
A friend sent me this pic.
Scene While Riding: A nice little cascade of March water.
A little cold, but restful.
Commuter Rail Running: The MBTA commuter rail is still running, but on a reduced schedule. I was in the neighborhood and hung around the tracks long enough to get a pic of the mid-afternoon train running out of Boston.
It was nice to see something on rails moving.
Some Commentary On The Times:
Another bit sent by an old friend.
Naked Aviation Porn 15: Having taken so many plane pics on various rides, I thought it might be interesting to show some of these in their 'naked state' - that is, with surrounding and background clutter removed so the plane or part of the plane becomes the sole object of attention. The 15th of these is a 1941 Piper Cub J3-C, shown below.
I photographed this plane in the New England Air Museum, which is a nice 1.5 - 2.0 hours motorcycle ride from the house, depending on the route.
I've always liked the Cub. It's in my "top 5" favorite list: Corsair, Spitfire, Stearman, Cub, Mustang (the F-22 sneaks into the list sometimes, too).
This museum is close for me. A few years ago we had Boeing colleagues visit and we hosted a private reception at the museum. They let us get inside the restored B-29 and crawl around. That was fun.
The Cub, Aeronca Champ (a.k.a. Airknocker) and Stearman were my favorites, simply because these were the three planes my father flew me around in as a young kid. One of his favorite pastimes was getting into a contest with his flying buds where they would cut the engine at altitude (noting that these planes had no starter motor - hand propping or inertial/crank starter on the Stearman) and dead-sticking in to see who would land and roll closest to a line drawn in the cornfield.
Scene While Riding: Below is a classic, 1700s church that I rode by yesterday. As shown, the old building isin stellar condition.
By contrast, below is another church from the same era that needs some repair.
Back In Victorian Times: I ran across this picture of the Hondapotamus while reorganizing and inventorying the photo library.
I happened to stop and ponder the idea that the house, like the bike, would make a good fixer-upper.
It was around this time that Kevin's attitude about cruiser handling changed and he acquired a new wethead GS, leaving the Glide to gather dust. I became suspicious of this when he declined any/all offers to swap. Kevin had words about and for the GL that were not nice.
Although spurning the GL, Kevin did say I could ride his GS through the week when he was at work. I did and initially thought it was very nervous and squirrely. Nevertheless, I kept at it for some thousands of miles of getting around and finding interesting things.
Several months after taking the above pic (at the home of a Motorcycle Hall Of Fame member), I placed an order for my own GS.
Some Dam Perspective On Behavior During The Virus: I was out for a short ride yesterday and there weren't that many cars (or any other motorcycles) to be seen until I got to the dam. The photo below would suggest the place was deserted, but it wasn't. I liked the picture's perspective but it doesn't tell the story of what people were doing there instead of holing up at home.
More on the story to follow.
No Dam Virus: While taking a short ride last weekend, we encountered something never seen before - a huge number of cars (but no other motorcycles). There was nothing but cars as far as the eye could see in both directions.
The Clinton dam is a regular stopping point for riders on nice days and you often see a half dozen cars parked there but this number was a first. Riders like to stop, stretch and enjoy the views while folks like to walk their dogs, children and themselves.
You might think the Covid-19 virus brouhaha had brought people to the dam like some magnet. Only a small percentage of people who'd parked could be seen. You might think there was a big party somewhere near by but we couldn't see any. Maybe this is just social distancing on a larger scale.
The gates are supposedly there to keep out terrorists, jumpers, poseurs and other miscreants. You can get to the other side of the dam by taking the steps to the right that go down to the old powerhouse at the dam's foot. We didn't do that. Weather was too nice.
Our Day Trip Food Strategy: With all of our favorite stopping/eating places closed, we needed a new strategy for getting essential road food. The answer is an area supermarket that opens early and makes sandwiches and salads to go from fresh foods. Shown below in a pic I took the other day, the place had no shortages in the fresh foods departments.
The only empty shelves were what you'd suspect. That is, not the things you'd take for rood food. With a little good luck and common sense, this virus insanity will abate wth the arrival of spring greening. If not, packing a tasty sandwich, some chips and half-sour pickle will do us just fine and probably serve the old body better than typical restaurant fare.
Scene While Riding: The old manse by the park.
Here's a moving train for you John. Florida Central train in Tavares Fl.
And an old house in Micanopy Fl.
Greatly appreciate moving trains and old houses, the former of which are quite scarce along my regular haunts. Many thanks and it's great to see that you're seeing good stuff.
Mother Nature Took A Dump: Slippery slush was not conducive to happy riding this afternoon.
This almost always happens late March and/or early April, frustrating folks wanting to ride.
Another most excellent photo rendering of winter!
At least you know why you are inside.......