Friday, 5 June 2009
Lunch
Today's ride
Blowing Rock park past Grandfather Mountain then took the 221 south
through some nice country before heading upto Asheville.
Wet weather clothes off
Asheville
tomorrow, but not so good today as you can see from this picture of our Holiday Inn in Boone.
Yesterday
would do a blog on some of the good moments.
1 We met a real park ranger with a wide brimmed hat.
2 Iain and I also saw a medium sized rodent which some people at the
bar said could be a woodchuck or a groundhog - I think it was a raccoon.
3 We saw loads of deer by the road too.
4 The ride down the mountains was fun and dry and we ended up in
Vesuvius a backwoods Virginia town.
5 We ate at Gerties which is a country store and an American
institution it will provide all the needs for the local community - I
stopped in a few of these on route 66. The thickest hillbilly accents
ever, but nice people. 
6 After the rain on the motorway we had a great 50mile dry ride
through the North Carolina countryside where they seem to grow
mostly perfect sized and shaped Christmas trees.
7 Going over to Ruby Tuesday a lively bar restaurant where all seven
of us sat at the long bar having a drink and some very good food. But
most importantly having a great chat about the ride that day. This is Kelly who was our waitress.
Drowning
an agreeable bar right opposite our hotel where we are now drowning in
margheritas!
A long and winding road
We started full of optimisn at 8.30 am and headed up to the entrance to Skyline Drive, a 120 mile road which runs along the top of the ridge that is the Shenandoah National Park. Unfortunately, the storm which had arrived last night had decided to linger and a large cloud descended over the mountain meaning that we could hardly see the bike in front let alone the famed vistas and panoramas referred to in the guide books. For mile on mile of twisting road, our view was the tail light of Roger's bike or the odd deer (why do deer stand in the middle of the road causing danger to life and limb when there are literally millions of acres of prime woodland where they could stand and be much safer)?
We decided after 5 hours of this to descend to the Interstate and continue our journey at speed and in clear visbility. A good plan - until the heavens opened. If, like the poor hapless contestants in Endurance, you have ever had a jet wash trained on your face for 45 minutes at full power, you will know what it is like to ride at 60mph in driving rain wearing an open faced helmet. I am sure that my pores are all the better for it but it is not a pleasant experience. For mile upon mile we rode through the storm. Roger assured us that our destination was about 30 miles away. He missed off the hundred, unfortunately.
The golfers among you will know that sometimes 17 holes of dross can be forgotten after a drive, dead approach and tap in on the 18th, and motorbike rides can be similar - hours of misery can disappear as the sun comes out for the last 20 miles as you cruise to your overnight stop. Well today that didn't happen. To use the golfing analogy, we scuffed the drive just short of the ladies tee and then hacked our way through knee high rough all the way up to the green, finishing with an ugly 3 putt as the heavens opened again with a biblical vengeance as we limped, bedraggled into Boone (although to be fair the Holiday Inn Express is a step up from last night's Super 8 Motel (which can best be described as a Travelodge without the finery)).
In all we did 370 miles today which, in all honesty, was about 120 miles too many. However, we had a great meal and some great margheritas in the bar across the road. Al described today as "the worst day of his life", which was probably a bit of an overreaction, but I can see where he is coming from.
Tomorrow will be much more relaxed......
A bad day on a motorbike is better than a great day at the office
We started off on the 105 mile skyline drive which averages over 3000
ft above sea level and is supposed to be amazing. Well it was a low
cloud day and it was all we could to to see the tail light in front
let alone a view. And riding a twisty road all that way with misted
glasses is not a joke.
Still we made it and had some lunch in a redneck country store some
BBQ pork and chips.
Roger then said it was about 40 miles to our hotel in Boone NC but it
turned out to be about 200 and this leg of the journey was in
torrential rain - but these things happen and it was a great experience. We have just arrived at the hotel and it's
8.30 pm - I really need a drink.
Thursday, 4 June 2009
A bit of history
in the civil war when Stonewall Jackson beat the Unionists here in May
1862.
The weather is grey and rain is predicted but it will not spoil our day!
Deans Steak House
restaurants!
So off we went to Deans for a nice steak and chips washed down with
some yeungling beer. Whilst we were there a tornado warning came on
the tv and it started seriously thundering down. So after the meal
dressed in bin liners we made our way back to the motel for an early
night. Class.
It's 8.30 and I am ready for bed.
Tomorrow we hit the blue ridge skyway
Wednesday, 3 June 2009
"...there are many things that I would like to say to you, but I don't know how..."
So we rock up to Eagle Rider near the airport and are on the road within 20 minutes. Ian and I are on Glides and Tim is on a Road King. It is very hot (in fact 91 degrees when we reached Front Royal at around 4.30 local time). We decided to take the scenic route avoiding the Interstate and wind our way through some fabulous scenery towards the Shenandoah river valley. After about 20 miles the heavens opened and we got caught in a short but refreshing downpour. Having taken shelter in a petrol station we set out again. Ian and I have radios on our bikes and we are tuned to the same station. As we crest a hill, a rainbow appears to our left, the mountains ahead and rolling green pastures to our right. And onto the radio comes Wonderwall. So we spent 4 minutes cruising through the Viriginia countryside singing Oasis at the top of our voices. Surreal!
Al and his homies have just arrived. Roger, from last year is with him. The two others are Paul and Brian. Paul is from where Al used to live in New Jersey and Brian is from where he now lives in Vermont (I think, or it could be the other way round - we will know by the end of this evening I am sure). Bear hugs and handshakes all round. I have sent Tim back to his room to change as he is dressed in exactly the same clothes as me.
We're off to find steak and beer. I have a feeling that we will be successful.
G'night Jim Bob....
Super 8 motel Front Royal
of their friends Paul and Brian
The Flight
guiness before we took off and then a couple of red wines with lunch -
a not unappealing chicken pasta.
I watched "Watchmen" and have now made a playlist from a selection by
joy division 10 cc supertramp radiohead and take that.
We are three hours thirty to Dulles.
Premium economy is perfect.
Monday, 1 June 2009
A bit of background
Ian, Tim and I have known each other since our kids were at school together. Someone had the bright idea of getting all the dads together for a drink one Friday evening and every first Friday of the month a gathering (of varying numbers) takes place. The First Friday Chapter has various sub groups - skiing, golf, motorsports and now motorcycling.
Nearly Ready to Go
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Monday, 18 May 2009
Painting Tins
Sunday, 17 May 2009
Next Road Trip
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Off to Powder Coat
Thursday, 14 May 2009
Cool Bike Site

Just found this one - an outfit based in Copenhagen that makes really nice Cafe Racers called Wrenchmonkees.
Road Trip


Just got back from a great road trip to the 2009 Harley Davidson Euro Rally in St Tropez. I went down with my friend Steve Butler, who I met on the Route 66 ride last year, and just south of Rheims we hooked up with David Van Kempen, who was also from the Route 66 Tour.
Sunday, 10 May 2009
Home
Despite my best intentions to get there and back it was not to be, and it was with some regret that we got the taxi along the cast this morning in what looked like glorious riding conditions - still its great to be home.
Saturday, 9 May 2009
End of the road
Following the never leave your wingman rule I have arranged to get
both our bikes shipped back to the UK for next week . This leaves
just time for one last night out and then an early flight back tomorrow.
Some big dogs at steves hotel
a bit messed up.
Not sure what we will do now but he is safe which is the main thing.
Chelsea and Fulham rideout
sure I am up for this but I will have a go.
Friday, 8 May 2009
No win today
could go in was radical and unfortunately it's not that radical!
Still it had huge amounts of attention and loads of photos taken so I
am very pleased. Possibly I should have cleaned it first as 800
miles of bugs and grime do not look good.
Had a late lunch in grimaud and had an entertaining half hour watching
an irate Frenchman trying to get passed some parked harleys in his
clio - it was so funny.
Tonight we are out for some drinks with the guys from C and F HOG in
St Tropez and then back for a quiet night.
Good day all round.
Thursday, 7 May 2009
Goodbye David
and it's time for David to go off to Arles and me and Steve head off
to St Tropez - it must be 80 out.
Scorchio
see we are at fuelstop ..... Lost count must be nearly 20
Wednesday, 6 May 2009
Halfway there
here in 2005 and had a nice drinking session with Iain and Andy mostly
drinking Marc de Bourgogne the local brandy.
We met David and he rode with us here and we are going out for dinner
with him his wife and son tonight.
Bike is going well and I have done 8 fuel stops so far!
Sunday, 3 May 2009
No getting out of it

Just fully loaded up the bike with a full saddlebag and a big holdall strapped to the front leaf spring suspension - did a quick 10 miles and nothing fell off or grounded out so I guess it will all be OK for the next 1800 or so miles.
Back Street Heroes
Saturday, 2 May 2009
Ian's got a brand new bag
with - it will hold all my junk and help with those sharp left hand
bends!
Thursday, 30 April 2009
Not riding solo anymore.....
A mate who rode Route 66 with me (Steve Butler) is also coming along on his Rocker C which is good - haven't told him about the fuel capacity of my bike yet. He is local to me in East Sussex.
Saturday, 25 April 2009
The Route
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Wednesday, 22 April 2009
Art for Bike's Sake

I met a great guy the other week Andy Charman who paints watercolours of bikes - especially it seems nice Harley's.


































