Where did you ride today?

My wife came home last night, after being in LA with her family, celebrating their Dad's 92 bday. So her sisters were with her (they traveled together) and this morning they didn't seem to want to leave.

So around noon, I took off on the 2004 :dr13: and headed up Utah SR14 into the mountains. At the second construction site, while waiting for the light, I got a message from Chris that they had left. A pull off was right there, so I turned around and came home. All in all I put 45 miles on the bike!

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Hopefully next week from the 14th to 17th can spend some time at the Vacation home in Birchbay Washington. Any advice on which road gives a good view of the South East side of Mount Baker. Have only ever seen Mount Baker from the North West , pretty good view but I want to see the otherside and take a Picture! Thanks GerardIMG_4836.jpg
 
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Rode length of UK for a few days, all roads are packed with cars.
St1300 carved through miles of stationary traffic.
Car drivers all looking jealous while busy texting.!

Was thinking riding along, ever since joining a st forum and reading every possible breakdown and faults that crop up on our bikes I am now paranoid.
I used to be carefree and relaxed, now I'm waiting for a warning light or a leak on something.

Is there a therapist I can contact or do I have to unsuscribe from forums.
 
Best advise , After 40 plus years of mechanics , KEEP IT FULL and KEEP IT CLEAN ! Will make it last and take you there and back. Side note when I'm cleaning is usually when I find what's wrong and get to fix it at home before it breaks out on the road.
 
Rode around for 150 miles today in 94 degree heat and now I'm dizzy! (Don't worry....I was dizzy before I left.) :biggrin: I was so dizzy someone called me Dean....I thought that comment was a little off base!;) Russ.
 
Last weekend I had the pleasure of riding with my good friend Isla again; we live a couple of hundred miles away from each other, which is kind of a bummer for adventures. This time she made the trip to mine. We rode a big loop around Edinburgh and somewhat beyond, inspecting historic gardens and historic shale bings and an extremely historic volcano (yes, really), and spent some quality time sitting in the sunshine at the beach. As usual, I was on the 1300 and she was on her little Royal Enfield that chatters along happily at a good turn of pace.

At lunchtime though we threw caution to the wind and took our lunch at Biker's Cove, somewhere I've been past often but had never actually been to, mainly on account of being terrified. It's a (famous, apparently) café nestled almost underneath the Forth Bridge at South Queensferry and appears to be frequented by gnarly and/or grizzled dudes and dudettes in black leather jackets, riding either ordinary big trailies or excessively loud cruisers. I had to wait a few minutes for three guys to vacate the wall where they were eating lunch and manspreading across two spaces, in order to get parked. Biker's Cove sure did some good filled rolls though, and they have shelves outside to put your helmet on. I was somewhat disappointed to discover that Skullduggery was a sort of gothic-biker-trinkety-teeshirty shop, and not some grungy tattooist*. :)

Photo starring yours truly taken by my friend, because I completely failed to take any photographs of either my own bike or hers.
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* To be honest, I like my tattooists to be a bit less grungy; Morag is cool because she's vegan and also† runs an animal sanctuary.
† Though to be honest, I'm not sure if these days she runs an animal sanctuary and is also a tattooist. In either case, I don't have tattoos of skulls!
 
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IMG_2188.jpegI rode to Tar Camp Park, just east of Redfield Arkansaw. It’s cooling down nicely already and the camp ground is very nice. Right on the bank of the Arkansas river again tonight. These Arkansas state parks are nice. $9.50 for seniors with electric and the facilities have showers.

Hopefully a Tugboat pushing barges will pass by tonight but that’s doubtful. I think river traffic coming up the Mississippi is halted. I crossed the Mississippi at Greenville MS and the river was pretty low. Half of the river was sand bar and the Tugs with barges were all tied up to posts or shore.

Edit. Thanks TPadden. Yes it’s a Corp park. I sure like them lately.

Second Edit. A Tug did go by pushing 4 barges at 11:00 pm.
 
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I rode to Tar Camp Park... These Arkansas state parks are nice. $9.50 for seniors with electric and the facilities have showers.
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I think it's -- Corps of Engineer (COE) vice Arkansas State Park??? Either way, sounds like a great place to camp. :thumb:

Tom

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I rode today a somewhat longer, not quite repeat of my ride of a couple of days ago when I needed to decompress after a particularly unlovely day at work. Then, I'd gone out in the failing light with the intention to pick up the A7 out of Edinburgh and go as far as the little town of Stow, then cut north-east to Lauder and the A68 before hotfooting it back home again. But I wasn't long out of the house when Fidra the Pan European ticked onto two bars on the fuel gauge, and I had no idea if wee places like Stow had 24hr petrol stations, so after a few minutes blasting along the A7 into the middle of nowhere I cut my ride rather shorter and rode home through the hamlet of Crichton and the post-industrial town of Gorebridge, and filled up closer to home.

Today I decided again to pick up the A7 – historically "the road to Carlisle", which follows in part both the River Tweed valley and the Borders Railway to Galashiels and Tweedbank – and ride to the little village of Heriot, and then bimble along the back roads to Soutra Isle, which is north of the windswept summit of Soutra Hill. From there the A68 – "the road to Darlington" – would take me north to Pathhead, whence I would return to Crichton to inspect a vintage telephone box. I relaxed into a 60mph cruise down the A7 and changed my mind: I would ride to Stow after all, and go the longer way to Crichton. But the A7 strides through the rolling countryside, and the countryside is where the wild things are. And as I rounded a long curve I spotted not far from the nearside verge two deer very recently killed by motorists; consequent to the force of the impact, one had spilled its insides all over the road. Roadkill shouldn't be simple collateral damage, not for hedgehogs, nor foxes nor badgers, and especially not flighty and fearful deer, and I was really quite upset by it. Stow, along with my enthusiasm, went straight out of my mind and moments later I took my original back road as planned, dropped to 25-30mph and tried to forget about everything.

The road to Soutra is narrow, bumpy and quiet, and wanders up and down through hillsides covered with heather, trees and power lines. I was grateful to stop after a time, listening to the utter silence, and spent a few minutes watching butterflies on the thistles and photographing the landscape.


Zenbiking by beqi on Flickr

My task at Crichton didn't take too long, because the ivy was taking over the foot of the telephone box and made the necessary inspection all but impossible. So I visited Crichton Castle since it was such a nice day. The original tower house around which the castle developed was built some time in the late 1300s, but it has been a ruin for perhaps 250 years.


That's Crichton talk by beqi on Flickr

Back at Pathhead I returned to the A68 which soon enough joined the A720, which was thick with cars and trucks going nowhere very fast. It must be summer all over again. I filtered between the lanes like a mad woman for a good couple of miles, then finally escaped and sped home.
 
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Went to the Harley Not Rally Rally at the dealership we bought the better half’s bike Seeing that actual Harley Rally was in July. Saw one our favorite local band. No pics from today. However, here’s one from the day we purchased it. 250 miles in a week. I helped a bit

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Sacramento to Alices Restaurant (above Woodside......above Stanford University) then to coast, North to San Francisco, cross Golden Gate......Marin County, hang a right.......various state routes...then hwy 80 to Auburn, Hwy 49 South to Placerville area...and home....With side trips etc......317 miles.........marvelous.
 
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