tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89256586769719563002024-03-12T19:59:27.961-07:00Ribbon of Highway... Splitting the wind on a Motorcycle... Feeding my soul with the Healing power of the Open Road... following that twisting, Ribbon of Highway that leads me on...Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04393694530214889235noreply@blogger.comBlogger281125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925658676971956300.post-90246677329193032902018-06-02T17:04:00.001-07:002018-06-02T17:04:37.925-07:00First Long Camp in a year is Nearly Done<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UmN7xuZjAdY/WxMwlpxhM_I/AAAAAAAANYQ/YkOhPoqkkiwQtglbU5vf7IRa5o557TPlwCK4BGAYYCw/s1600/20180602_174130-777928.jpg"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UmN7xuZjAdY/WxMwlpxhM_I/AAAAAAAANYQ/YkOhPoqkkiwQtglbU5vf7IRa5o557TPlwCK4BGAYYCw/s320/20180602_174130-777928.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6562642505435788274" /></a></p><div dir="auto">My 14 days is done tomorrow. I'll have to move camp Monday.<div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">Been a curious time. Several 100+ mile circles. Rode Mesa Verde twice. That first ten miles in is cool as hell. Rode over to Vallecito reservoir... then up the road toward Telluride as far as Lizard Head Pass past Rico a couple times. Another sweet ride.</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">As always, in the wind on the scooter, all is right with the world. It's all the rest that makes my ass twitch.</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">Had spent the first few days patching the trailer. I'll live with it bent and busted for now 'till after harvest. It's sealed again with an ugly sheet metal patch at the least. Fact is I weary of repairing things... things beyond a bike anyway...</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">... and that's the thing... the bike gives back... all the rest? That's just burden that eats more than it provides. Truth be told, if not for Arlo I'd be on the bike alone. Period. That red head is the only reason for the hooch and yukon... meh.</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">That deer wreck kinda messed up my too thin budget. Living on rice and beans this month working to get back in sync... I keep hoping I get a call from somebody that needs that aluminum anchor parked back in Missouri. That would be a huge weight lifted off my spirit. Somehow that old misstep is still welded to my backside.</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">The road ahead is foggy... as it should be. I'll be hanging at Flaming Gorge a couple weeks. Been thinking Hells canyon after that... I've never been there... </div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">Idaho is tickling my mind this summer... and west Montana as always. Lots of twisting little roads to explore with my nose in the wind... lots of time in the wind.</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">Wish me luck... and a soul that needs that LQ Horse Trailer waiting in Missouri.</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">- Brian</div></div> Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04393694530214889235noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925658676971956300.post-76618067177662239972018-05-21T08:20:00.001-07:002018-05-21T08:20:29.678-07:00Three steps forward... 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Had just crossed Wolf Creek Pass and rolled through Pagosa Springs...<div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">I was moving 15 under, at 50 in a 65, pissing people off, because a deer had earlier crossed 200 feet or so in front.<br><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">... A flicker of movement in the corner of my left eye__ started to look left, only made it as far as the left rear view mirror.</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">She had came up the bank below the left side of the road, invisible in the brush, virtually behind me, crossed the lane and vaulted 6 feet in the air to impact her head into the roof rack.</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">Only caught the movement in the last sliver of peripheral vision.</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">The bitches body spun and blew out the quarter window - freaking the bat shit crazy Arlo out... and than spinning in behind the yukon to catch the nose, WHAM... blew a hole in the trailer.</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">Inside the wall is caved in 4". The medicine chest the bitch centered exploded in pieced against the ramp, all the way to the rear... gratefully missing the bike somehow. </div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">The counter got blown off its ledgers... and of course the wall itself is blasted in pieces...</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">Set in a camp now... Working out pulling the bow out of 2 wall studs as much as I can and riveting a temporary patch of sheet metal to return some weatherproof until I have the funds and willingness to do permanent repair this winter after my harvest job...</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">NOT willing to lose this summer...</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">Put Val over the roads in Mesa Verde yesterday... </div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">When the hurt and frustration of the never ending struggle that is this life is weighing down and darkening your spirit... put some rolling thunder between your knees...</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">Put your knees in the breeze...</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">And leave that sorry shit behind.</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">- Brian</div></div></div> Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04393694530214889235noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925658676971956300.post-12031504193267690252018-05-16T19:24:00.001-07:002018-05-16T19:24:29.839-07:00Took a Year of Work... 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... another struggle with google and microsoft to get this post even posted. Every time I get online it seems there's new hurdles to fight through to even get to my dashboard to do anything. Took more than an hour this time... rapidly losing the motivation to endure their junk any more... We shall see...</div>
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The ache to get back to the freedom I knew on the road... until being chained down this past year... is strong.</div>
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It's a real job cutting loose the bindings my bad choices wrapped around me... but that day is far closer.</div>
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I'm waiting now on the last few bits, ordered just a day or two ago, to make my camp long term sustainable.</div>
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In fact I am left with a pretty awesome camp... though I may be biased!</div>
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I'm hoping to be "back in the wind" around April Fools day... isn't THAT appropriate!</div>
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Made a lot of progresd since the last post. The pic is the couch/bunk folded out for my bed, and the shelf setup that holds my "tour pack" closet. ALL my clothes are in that...and the jacket duffle and helmet rack just above... minimalism!<br />
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Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04393694530214889235noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925658676971956300.post-63128583149555359872018-01-07T15:27:00.001-08:002018-01-07T15:27:54.090-08:00Weather and Holidays Got in the Way...<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2xZpSJQ4C_s/WlKs-6WkQLI/AAAAAAAANVI/oPgZoqkn_RkFWlHXrnM6CDw8me39JgQcgCK4BGAYYCw/s1600/20180105_143455-774092.jpg"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2xZpSJQ4C_s/WlKs-6WkQLI/AAAAAAAANVI/oPgZoqkn_RkFWlHXrnM6CDw8me39JgQcgCK4BGAYYCw/s320/20180105_143455-774092.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6508454608319561906" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jzt15ZicgA4/WlKs_T4IUTI/AAAAAAAANVQ/-CDboWJZd2430QM2fXUGLDZ3h8TpDKIIQCK4BGAYYCw/s1600/20180107_165838-776127.jpg"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jzt15ZicgA4/WlKs_T4IUTI/AAAAAAAANVQ/-CDboWJZd2430QM2fXUGLDZ3h8TpDKIIQCK4BGAYYCw/s320/20180107_165838-776127.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6508454615171223858" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iwAPv-nqSPw/WlKs_r6Q9oI/AAAAAAAANVY/kHXNXOavqfY95x-KsCnBYbIt3r5zULlPACK4BGAYYCw/s1600/20180107_165709-778012.jpg"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iwAPv-nqSPw/WlKs_r6Q9oI/AAAAAAAANVY/kHXNXOavqfY95x-KsCnBYbIt3r5zULlPACK4BGAYYCw/s320/20180107_165709-778012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6508454621622630018" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ArknRgDRevE/WlKtAKRgdlI/AAAAAAAANVg/I10Ussdy3V4uyq0N6ZFwikz3qGFZZoovgCK4BGAYYCw/s1600/20180107_165544-779405.jpg"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ArknRgDRevE/WlKtAKRgdlI/AAAAAAAANVg/I10Ussdy3V4uyq0N6ZFwikz3qGFZZoovgCK4BGAYYCw/s320/20180107_165544-779405.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6508454629773178450" /></a></p><div dir="auto">Like a lot of the country it got shivering cold here in Missouri... But I got the daughters permission to put the wagon back in the shop after New Years so I could get back to work.<div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">I've gotten the cabinets I'll have hung, along with the lights and ceiling paneling. </div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">Also built what I'll call my "power center" panel that I mounted beside the side door. </div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">It has the remote monitor of the batteries and solar power system, several light switches (only 3 of the 6 currently wired up) and a fuse panel for as many as ten circuits.</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">Not a whole lot left to do really. Just building my convertible couch/bunk, a counter up under the cabinets and a couple other odds and ends.</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">So far I'm pretty happy with how it's coming along... even with the bad weather and the crowded work space. (The shop is also living space while they build their house) 😉</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">Time to heat up some supper...</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">Getting Restless to get back on the road!</div><div dir="auto">Brian</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto"><br></div></div> Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04393694530214889235noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925658676971956300.post-67105369563837621082017-12-20T16:35:00.001-08:002017-12-20T16:35:58.447-08:00My Rovers Wagon Has A Few More Bells...<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C5pzAuZpCg4/WjsB77xnvxI/AAAAAAAANUw/CvnNrzvEJtMeN9zww1_mgKuwd1R3oeD-wCK4BGAYYCw/s1600/FB_IMG_1513024330920-758510.jpg"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C5pzAuZpCg4/WjsB77xnvxI/AAAAAAAANUw/CvnNrzvEJtMeN9zww1_mgKuwd1R3oeD-wCK4BGAYYCw/s320/FB_IMG_1513024330920-758510.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6501792616209170194" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-81jEmS4O8dk/WjsB8e8hRaI/AAAAAAAANU4/OuA9Fc4ZMboD_2XQdZ2U4yQ6Mjz0MEGCgCK4BGAYYCw/s1600/20171219_150958-760811.jpg"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-81jEmS4O8dk/WjsB8e8hRaI/AAAAAAAANU4/OuA9Fc4ZMboD_2XQdZ2U4yQ6Mjz0MEGCgCK4BGAYYCw/s320/20171219_150958-760811.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6501792625650124194" /></a></p><div dir="auto">Got the windows cut in and insulation, ceiling, floor and walls, placed. Then got a new pair of 230 amp hour, 6V, batteries set in place and the controller wired back up.<div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">Hooked the batteries in this afternoon and flipped the breakrs. No sparks or smoke let me relax a bit! 😆</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">Though a total gloomy overcast that good 270 watt Kyocera panel is making power. Not much, but any on a cloudy day is a good thing.</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">Been planning on a second pair of batteries very soon... But I have been living on only two batteries for more than two years in the Lakota.</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">The fiver had six to run the furnace, microwave and all that junk... this rig will only have lights and a USB station. No furnace blower and No microwave. No refrigerator controls or other draws... so a pair just might do the trick. I'm wanting to be zero generator so we'll see what happens.</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">A pair of cabinets for my pantry/kitchen hardware will get hung in the next few days.</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">Still waiting on the title and plates for the Raider, the Yukon and the Rovers Wagon to get here from South Dakota...</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">Just after Christmas I'll hang the new interior paneling and get it varnished up. Not putting it behind the cabinets. They'll be hung on poplar boards secured to the steel wall posts. See no reason to bother with the weight of paneling behind them.</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">... a counter and my couch/bunk to build after all that... much to do yet but I am seeing some real progress at this point!</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">This Rovers Wagon have this old drifter back wandering a Ribbon of Highway in No Time! 😆</div><div dir="auto"><br></div><div dir="auto">- Brian</div></div> Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04393694530214889235noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925658676971956300.post-12888377725623052002017-12-06T10:50:00.001-08:002017-12-08T17:58:31.881-08:00Odds and Ends...<div class="mobile-photo">
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Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04393694530214889235noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925658676971956300.post-9139729846216292462017-11-19T14:52:00.001-08:002017-12-08T17:57:13.767-08:00Part I; The Harvest. Part II; The Return of My ScooterWell Ok... Been a while and there's things been happenin'... I am solidly in pursuit of a sort of a kind of Minimalism. Some might even call it Spartan... Though I like the sound of Spartan 😎💪 I think Simplicity and Minimalism is closer to the mark.<br />
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Got to Montana back in mid/early late September and worked the Harvest. Made a few dollars, a mite less than last year... Buuuut...<br />
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I was on the way there when I blundered across an advert for this scooter. She's an '08 Raider. The same year as the one I regretfully sold. I was told she had a bit over 14,000 miles. Truth is it's more like a bit over 13,000.<br />
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Of course, I didn't have the dinero for her and wouldn't for maybe six weeks. How-some-ever... the price he was asking was so far below what I took the market to be that I couldn't NOT contact him. I told him if he still had the bike in six weeks he'd sell it for sure and for certain.<br />
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To my surprise he writes back that if I put earnest money on her he'd hold it till then. Was a spooky deal for me to send money off for a bike I'd never seen but in a photo to a fella I didn't know... a thousand miles from where I was at.<br />
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Buuuuut... some lil' voice whispered to me; "Yo! Dumb ass! You lost the last bike for bein' stupid. Don't let this'un get away.<br />
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Well... it took some hustling and working around troubles but I got the harvest done and the bike finally to me. She was just as pristine as pictured and is now...Tee Totally Mine! For almost exactly to the dollar what the Harvest won me! 😁<br />
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So now, with Two parts of my road laid down... I'm working on the next couple. Part III; My old truck is sold for more money than I can believe for an 18 year old truck. I should get paid tomorrow! That provides the dinero for what is to be my "New Home" goin' forward.<br />
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I'll be getting the Lakota up for sale (Part V; or - whatever - just as soon as my new setup is ready. That'll be a chore as I'm upside down on that rig that proved out to be a huge mistake for me. Whatever, I'll get out from under it somehow...<br />
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But... I'll be living in about half the square footage I have in this Lakota, or 72 square feet. That's 6 x 12__ Part IV; at least if the current plan comes together this week as "planned".<br />
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This lil cargo box is most likely the benefit of selling the truck. I'll buy this one new__unless a cheaper used one pops up in time. I'm weary of waiting!<br />
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A few limited mods I'll make, to render it a decent quarters for such as me, but honestly I'm not looking for much more than a "Hard Sided Tent" sort of deal. I want simple. Minimal... bordering on Spartan... (like I said simple minimalism is probably more accurate... I just like the idea of bein' a Spartan! ha ha)<br />
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It's a little spooky to be honest... but I'm excited about the adventure that's in the works!<br />
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I have decided, after a couple years of mistakes and wrong choices that got me going in the opposite direction I set off for so many years ago... that the times I've been happiest were the times I've had the least.<br />
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<br />Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04393694530214889235noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925658676971956300.post-61984274518239539182017-08-19T06:25:00.005-07:002017-08-19T06:25:55.337-07:00Still Bangin' Away... One Foot In Front of the Other.Saying I'm back and GETTING back are sorta kinda two different things... The Ol' easier said than done kind of deal.<br />
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BUT... Progress is being made... if I draw a chalk line around it and watch real close!<br />
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The first Major part of clawing my way out of the mire I stepped in to is my annual Harvest job up in Montana that starts 'bout the middle of September. That'll produce the first of the dinero needed for the re-grouping.<br />
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Then I'm taking a deep breath and whittling out some very basic changes in the way I live... Ya'll might find it interesting... I'm hoping that's a word I'll be able to use 😎 and no more of words such as crash and burn! 😁 <br />
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So, I'll be leaving Missouri sometime in very early September to begin working that way.<br />
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As soon as the Harvest is complete I'll be returning here to start the FUN part... Restoring my butt to the saddle of a scooter... and outfitting through the early part of the winter for the next chapter in this twisted and convoluted journey.<br />
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I am miserably impatient waiting to get things moving! ... and get my own knees in the breeze again! Patience is not a virtue I have much of left... might just could be how I get myself into so many jackpots! Ha ha... <br />
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-BrianBrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04393694530214889235noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925658676971956300.post-27700859300231543122017-07-24T20:13:00.001-07:002017-07-24T20:13:13.548-07:00I'mmmm Baaaaaaaaaack!Well... sort of... I'm still bikeless... and living in a horse trailer... one batshit crazy dog and a horse that... yeah... enough of that...<br />
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Actually not much to write about... the last two years and more have been a slow motion train wreck...<br />
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Divorce, Struggle, Humongous vet bills, Betrayal, Busted shoulders ( fall from a truck not a horse) Humongous repair bills to rival and dwarf the vet bills... you name it and I probably did it wrong... <br />
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... and all seeming to be the Boss smacking a slow learner up side the head with a two by four wanting to know; "Yo! Moh-ron! WHACK!! Have I got your attention yet???!!!"<br />
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Thing is... he GOT MY ATTENTION. Actually sort of one of those epiphany revelation deals. "I can see clearly now"... the stars are gone. Let's see if I can keep the fog of life from obstructing my vision again in the next few weeks. That's my trouble right now... I know where and how I need to go... onliest problem being that things beyond my control say that trail can't really start until well into September... which leaves a moh-ron plenty of time to muck up the works with second guessing and conjuring up troubles that don't exist! :)<br />
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I'm stationary in Missouri for another few weeks... I'll start rolling along about the 5th of September as my labor to restore myself to who and what I was begins. I'll be Colorado bound for a couple of commitments and then on to Montana to start this next chapter of my twisting journey.<br />
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I don't want to say too much just now (superstitious you know) but... as I make progress I'll hopefully be able to reveal my successes as I strive to restore my bony ass to the world of the upright and scooter mounted.<br />
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I'm hopeful... combined with a nature that's about as stubborn as the boss ever made and I should get where I'm headed... in some fashion... One way or t'other... it'll be a Ride! <br />
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It's been a year and a half and more of stupidity, blown up shoulders, blown transmissions, humongous vet bills, pneumonia and finding out those who swore loyalty, friendship and partnership were only fine "players" that worked me with their pretty words...and meant not a one. Can you spell 'Sucker' boys and girls? </div>
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Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04393694530214889235noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925658676971956300.post-27733631519846495942015-05-16T07:04:00.000-07:002015-05-16T07:04:37.256-07:00Well the Changes Have Been Coming Fast and Furious...Been running hard. <br />
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First, Arlo and me found a small piece of dirt just after he joined me. Just a five acre spot down in Cochise county in Arizona.<br />
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That's Tombstone/Wyatt Earp/Geronimo and Cochise country.<br />
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Then... a biggie is my new "house"... I made a lightning fast week long run from Colorado to Alabama and back to pick it up.<br />
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The old Jayco 5er I've been living in for the past several years is going to my Kid... to be used for living quarters while they build a new house in Missouri...<br />
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The biggest part of "The Change" though is the change in what I'll be riding... It's the "thing" that caused all the shakeup in the first place.<br />
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This old buster is goin' back to horse.<br />
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I discovered after better than five years without that there was a growing hole inside me. After living with horses for the greatest part of my life, I came to realize they weren't something I was able to walk away from. <br />
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It came down to a hard choice; Horses or Motorcycles. It could only be one. I'll tell you right here... the choice was as tough as I've ever had to make. How do you choose between joys?<br />
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Buuuut... My current economic realities dictated that I had to make a choice. I just couldn't swing both as things are... Horses won... <br />
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That new Lakota helps that out since those back three windows are the three stalls of a three horse LQ (Living Quarters) Trailer. The front half or so is the living quarters.<br />
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So... for the coming foreseeable future, my winter camp will be in southern Arizona.<br />
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I've gotten committed to helping my daughters family move and build in the Missouri Ozarks, at least the first part of this summer. But then__Hopefully__by late August or early September I'll return to my little patch of dirt I'm calling Cochise Camp... to start building up a simple Cowboy Winter Camp.<br />
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Maybe with a little luck I'll sell enough books in the not to distant future to allow me to regain a fresh Bike.<br />
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Until then, when something occurs to me I'll post a story here... but... most of my time is going to be spent writing, riding horsehide and building... the stories of that will be posted on my sister site <a href="http://daily-blog.rv-boondocking-the-good-life.com/" target="_blank">goin' RV Boondocking. </a><br />
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Living with Horses again, and then having a good Motorcycle for my "Run Around" transport would be a pure Joy of life for sure!<br />
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Duckin' and Runnin'<br />
Brian Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04393694530214889235noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925658676971956300.post-52234134885077956592015-04-10T10:43:00.000-07:002015-04-10T10:43:40.229-07:00Going That way... Nope This way... That way... Oh Look... is That Another Road?The Bike finally sold a few days ago__and let it be said; I am completely and totally ambivalent about this choice__I haven't a clue whether I'm comin' or goin'...<br />
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Somehow I knew it was time for "<i>Things</i>" to change. The whispering in my head was a genuine pita.<br />
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Only problem is__ I hadn't really a clue what exactly that "change" looked like. Still don't! I mean all sorts of things have been tumbling in my head. Tumbling so much that they were confused and fleeting in a murky haze.<br />
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Finally, more out of frustration than anything else I just reached out and set a grip on one of the visions when it momentarily appeared in the fog... Pretty much I had to do <i>Something</i>, even if it was wrong, just to break the inertia and get some movement. <br />
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I've read that; "<i>The mind is like water, when it's agitated it's hard to see... but when it is calm it becomes clear and you can see easily</i>"<br />
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Yeah... I get that for sure and for certain. The "water" inside of my head is most often like the inside of a blender clicked on High.<br />
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Been so long since I could see clear that I'd probably mistake it for somebody Else's dream and pass on by if it ever did happen.<br />
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I'm letting things just settle for a while... and see what comes. Too often I think maybe I've tried to force things that shouldn't be forced and ended up with square pegs wedged tight into round holes.<br />
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Turned an unplanned direction a few days after the Raider left__ and stumbled across a guy...<br />
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His name is Arlo. He's a 9 week old Australian Shepherd pup from the ISDR registry. That's where they were carried before the AKC got ahold of the breed and begun to mucking it up like it's done to so many others...<br />
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The ISDR is where the Real Aussies are found.<br />
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Well... when this guy looked at me and that lil' voice deep inside looked into those eyes it whispered; <i>don't be a jackass. do.not.leave.this.guy.behind.</i><br />
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So he's sharing camp with me these days. Softens the loneliness that a solo camp becomes.<br />
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Maybe this guy will herd me back into the sunlight that seems to have faded.<br />
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We shall hope and see__ and find out where exactly the future road runs.<br />
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BrianBrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04393694530214889235noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925658676971956300.post-10193762902515796462015-03-06T08:16:00.003-08:002015-03-06T08:16:43.382-08:00I know... It's Been Months...It's been a difficult fall and winter. I've been in a "place" in my head that's not what you'd call a good place and not real inspiring to write about...<br />
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I came to a place where there was a gnawing inside that I couldn't ignore any longer. I've felt it for a few years, slowly growing... but honestly... didn't truly recognize the source.<br />
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It starts and ends with me.<br />
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I'm a gypsy in more ways than one. Much interests me... but there's a problem there. Spread yourself in too many directions, and nada gets done. You run in circles with nothing being accomplished.<br />
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Well... spinning those circles I came to realize there were... are... parts of me I just can't leave behind. But also in this world, there's only so much of each of us to go around... and it's "<i>THAT</i>"... that I've been stewing over for months.<br />
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Which part of me at this late place in life do I focus on? Which part of me is the greater part? I have to cull out the lesser bits to focus on the greater... or lose it all...<br />
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Now... I'm a rider right? But what kind? Motorcycle? or Horse?<br />
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I've rode both the greater part of my life (Made my living horseback)... but the past six years... there've been no horses. It was THAT absence... that has been gnawing at my innards. Turns out to have been a wrong trail I turned down.<br />
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Motorcycles get inside you... Horses... even deeper. It rapidly goes back to that "If I have to explain it to you - You won't understand" bit of wisdom.<br />
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There's not enough of me to go around... so I have to choose. Where does my greatest passion lay?<br />
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... I have discovered... that it lays with Horses and so <i>Back to Horse</i>... is where I'm going.<br />
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To that end, I put my Raider up for sale way back in December... when I got back into Arizona for the winter... I was hoping that like, ripping a bandage off FAST to get the pain over with quick... it would sell fast.<br />
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It didn't... it Hasn't. and this turmoil in my head gets drug out week after week... month after month.<br />
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I've run ads online since before christmas. I'd not be so perplexed if people looked at the bike and decided against it... but I've had zero calls. That's as in... None. Not one... ugh! Not a soul has looked at the scooter... makes it real difficult to sell it.<br />
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That was an eventuality I'd not expected.<br />
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I can't mark it off to I've got her priced too high. It's been the lowest for that bike on craigslist by near $2000.<br />
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Guys say well keep it... and do both... To which I say; Re-read the parts above where I talk about "Only so much of me to go around." ... I can't spread my loyalties around like that I've discovered... It runs 'em too thin to give proper attention to either.<br />
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...or at this point... my finances... and I need the cash she represents to go the way I've chosen...<br />
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And deep inside me... I NEED to get back to Horse... <br />
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... and this lil' bit of purgatory drags on.<br />
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P.S. If you should know anybody interested in an '08 Yamaha Raider with 38,000 on the clock and a few extras for $6000... send 'em my way...Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04393694530214889235noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925658676971956300.post-45772980301393805792014-08-14T12:00:00.003-07:002014-08-14T12:00:49.870-07:00Another Day in the WInd<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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First thing every morning... ok the second thing... but that other first... well... we'll just keep that private :-P so the second <i>First</i> thing is Sunrise Coffee.<br />
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Which is a slight problem... when you've left your cup a few hundred miles away... well, it tastes just as good and hot in the cool of the morning when you drink it out of a bowl so no complaints.<br />
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Then it was time to load camp back up and head on down that ribbon of asphalt.<br />
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Independence Pass was on the map for today. I'd not been on it in 15 years or so. Makes it damn near a first time experience... and a sweet ride it is. Lots of twisties, and decent pavement...<br />
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Buuuuut... you might want to keep a leash on the throttle... that dozen plus big horn sheep that were on the road when I leaned around one bend can mess up your whole day if you're really pushing it. :)<br />
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I'd have a pic of that... 'cept there wasn't a single place for a half mile to pull over and put a sidestand down.<br />
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From down in the bottom of the valley... and then way up on the pass...<br />
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You come down the west side of the pass through equally gorgeous country... right up until you roll into Aspen...<br />
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Yeah... I've got this idea I might not be a welcome addition to the citizenry of that lil' burg... leastways if the look I got from one 40something "Lady" is any testimony. Bwahahahaha...<br />
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Now I never noticed just my presence to be an offensive thing before... buuuuuut... <br />
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That long legged gal strutted across the crosswalk past my scooter, with a look on her face that purt near said it all, as I waited on a light. Dayum... if looks could kill I'd be one of them <i>Ghost writers</i> right now! :) ha ha ha... yup... you'd a thought when she glanced at that leathered up biker that she'd stepped in somethin' unpleasant.<br />
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Buuuuuut... just down the road is a place, Glenwood Springs, where they treat such as me a mite friendlier :) So I got my lunch there before I turned east and rode on to a camp on the other side of a <i>certain pass</i>...<br />
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I've tried on occasion to get myself tied in by blood to this fella. I don't know that it'd be good to have his... let's say... careless reputation ;) buuuut... inheriting a small bit of his money would sure make drifting on a scooter a lot easier deal :)<br />
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Yes sir. I could stay in Snooty Hotels where the waiters in the restaurant hang them clean towels over their arms? and you sip wine with your lil' finger in the air... and get room service and massages with fancy perfumed oils and such... WhooYa... the life of a Royal Biker huh? ;-D <br />
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Yeah... since <i>THAT</i> ain't happenin'... I set my tent on a nice roomy patch of grass with one other tent over in Kremmling... We had a ramada with a table to use and fine facilities with hot showers... all for $13 bucks. Which makes it 'bout half of a KOA to get a shower... wifi too... beer and breakfast burritos just down the road a mile... all the comforts. Red Mountain RV park in Kremmling Colorado. I'll be keeping that one on my list.<br />
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Got up in the morning and crossed over Rocky Mountain National Park to get back to the rig... and all the chores that stack up in just four days of splittin' off...<br />
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Grab Your Handles and Ride... (It beats those damned chores every time!)Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04393694530214889235noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925658676971956300.post-29667983934644249572014-08-11T18:17:00.000-07:002014-08-11T18:17:34.679-07:00A Pass Baggin', Figure Eight'n, Continental Divide Crossin' Wander Through ColoradoI left out of Fort Collins bound up the Poudre River Canyon for Walden and North Park.<br />
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Before I'd gotten even three miles I got stopped for quite some little while waiting for the boys with their trains to move their toys out of the way and clear the road...<br />
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... Thennnnn... as soon as I entered the canyon... six and a half miles of chip and seal road work. I was getting a lil' nervous how this ride was starting out!<br />
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Buuuut once I broke out past those obstacles it was open road!<br />
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I crossed over six good tall passes on the 750 some miles I rolled in the four days... starting at the west end of Poudre canyon with the often crossed Cameron Pass... <br />
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Rolled down the west side of the pass which brought me down into North Park and Walden...<br />
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I do believe North Park might be one of the nicest bits of cow country in Colorado... even if the winters are brutal... and the summers... at maybe 46 growing days is damned short!<br />
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I was coming near to my planned camp for the night about the time the clouds were piling up fast.<br />
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I raced over Muddy Pass and a few seconds later... Rabbit ears trying to beat the threatening storm. <br />
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I wasted no time and had my camp set in under ten minutes. ;) The thunder was booming and the lightning flashing as I hustled to get a dry camp set... and then with only a light shower it passed on by.<br />
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Climbed back on the scooter to run on the last 19 miles into Steamboat to pick up the fixin's for supper... and a brew to wash it down.<br />
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Now... I'm no cook so I've come up with some quick and easy ways to have a decent meal at the end of day... cook or not.<br />
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The best and easiest to have some tasty and good food I've found is this; I stop at the last town, if there is one! (Walden ain't got a grocery any more, hence the run into Steamboat from my camp east of town) ... anyway... <br />
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I stop and pick up a "Healthy Choice" Cafe Steamer!<br />
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Yeah they're made for the microwave or a regular oven... buuuuut...<br />
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I just open 'em up, and peel that celophane stuff off. Scrape the sauce out of the bowl into my pan... often it's still froze even if it's been in a saddlebag for a couple hours!...<br />
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When you've been on the road, especially if conditions are tough, either cold or real hot, windy, rainy... anything that saps your strength and energy...<br />
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... it's critical that you take care of yourself. Decent food, not gas station coffee and three muskateers bars is a gotta have.<br />
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This makes it quick and easy for a non-cook to eat well. <br />
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and simple as hell for the guy on a bike with limited places to carry hardware. Eat supper and doing the dishes is largely... throwing them away! :)<br />
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It also deals with the problem of riding through BIG bear country up north. You pick up your food just before you eat it... and it's that much less to deal with for safety... Bear Bags hung in trees and such... <br />
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Yeah... and laugh at the looks on everyone's faces when you walked out of the grocery store in a frog strangler downpour there in Steamboat... climbed on your scooter... and rode off into the storm! :)<br />
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... To have your supper in the sunshine that came along after that second storm passed!<br />
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Got up to a soft and quiet sunrise...<br />
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... and then dawdled around and visited with some folks in the camp... while I waited for last nights rain and the <i>HEAVY</i> morning dew to dry off enough to pack up camp.<br />
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My plan for the day was to head south on U.S. 40 past Kremmling turn onto Hwy 9, cross Hoosier Pass and on to Fairplay.<br />
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You can't see it in these... but there was a pretty constant breeze across that like... that kept the skeeters blown away... and made for a pleasant camp... just soaking up Far Country.<br />
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It was fairly cool... and that rectangular $29 walmart Coleman Bag I recently got because I can't stand the confines of a high dollar North Face mummy bag any more did an awesome job of keeping me toasty along with plenty of room to wiggle around. ;)<br />
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Shortly after the sun set... I crawled into my bag and zoned out for the night... though I left the door open so I could see the moonlight on the lake when I'd wake during the night. :)<br />
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In the morning I headed west again on Hwy 82, to climb Independence Pass... but that's another post.<br />
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BrianBrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04393694530214889235noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925658676971956300.post-65256625704249672712014-08-09T11:44:00.001-07:002014-08-09T11:44:25.133-07:00Why Not Sturgis?<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mBALPlfYe9s/U-ZsDAYjPmI/AAAAAAAALe4/DOuA8lfJj14/s1600/20140809_100351-765134.jpg"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mBALPlfYe9s/U-ZsDAYjPmI/AAAAAAAALe4/DOuA8lfJj14/s320/20140809_100351-765134.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6045638348689849954" /></a></p><p dir="ltr">Several people have asked me along the way; "Coming from Sturgis" ...</p> <p dir="ltr">... um... Nope! </p> <p dir="ltr">I thought about it... almost went that way when I pulled out...</p> <p dir="ltr">Buuut then I thought; 500,000 drunks and half naked women that , let's face it... the world would be a better place if a LOT of them just kept it covered...</p> <p dir="ltr">... not to mention the bald headed shirtless macho bikers who haven't seen their belt buckles in years... </p> <p dir="ltr">Yeah... I know... I'm bein' mean. :-P</p> <p dir="ltr">Just not really a place I fit well... so... I just went west.</p> <p dir="ltr">Fits me much much better :)</p> <p dir="ltr">Grab Your Handles and Ride<br> Brian</p> Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04393694530214889235noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925658676971956300.post-60774555069648805682014-08-08T11:13:00.001-07:002014-08-08T11:13:48.475-07:00Just a sunrise pic<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vou7B_KnmRA/U-UTXdr1GNI/AAAAAAAALeo/o3_E6oM9l8k/s1600/FB_IMG_1407503888077-728476.jpg"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vou7B_KnmRA/U-UTXdr1GNI/AAAAAAAALeo/o3_E6oM9l8k/s320/FB_IMG_1407503888077-728476.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6045259368641140946" /></a></p> Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04393694530214889235noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925658676971956300.post-20454424083260129702014-08-08T11:12:00.001-07:002014-08-08T11:12:42.228-07:00Photo from the ride.<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CX_fKLMkrdc/U-UTHuA_ABI/AAAAAAAALec/5UgbG7a-9q4/s1600/FB_IMG_1407443238430-762228.jpg"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CX_fKLMkrdc/U-UTHuA_ABI/AAAAAAAALec/5UgbG7a-9q4/s320/FB_IMG_1407443238430-762228.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6045259098146930706" /></a></p><p dir="ltr">Can't hook straight up... and email is limiting the pics I can post ... so 1 or 2 here and there...</p> Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04393694530214889235noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925658676971956300.post-57010514442121613012014-08-08T06:58:00.001-07:002014-08-08T06:58:46.963-07:00Putting it in The Wind For A Few Days<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-viC6IAxXtKg/U-TXmjDU0BI/AAAAAAAALeM/CtG5Ha7zNXs/s1600/FB_IMG_1407424669178-726964.jpg"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-viC6IAxXtKg/U-TXmjDU0BI/AAAAAAAALeM/CtG5Ha7zNXs/s320/FB_IMG_1407424669178-726964.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6045193657082236946" /></a></p><p dir="ltr"><br> Threw a leg over yesterday morning about 9 and pointed Sonja west... bound<br> for the high rockies.</p> <p dir="ltr">Once I got past the train roadblock and the 6 1/2 miles of chip and seal in<br> Poudre Canyon it was open road.</p> <p dir="ltr">Found my camp on Rabbit Ears Pass at Dumont Lake by two...</p> <p dir="ltr">Set up camp under Booming thunder... but got set up dry.</p> <p dir="ltr">Had to ride the 19 miles into Steamboat Springs to acquire my supper... and<br> the obligatory brew :)</p> <p dir="ltr">The sky opened up just before I started back... good thing my rain gear is<br> still solid :)</p> <p dir="ltr">Good supper. Fine Samuel Smith ale from the Britts... warm bed and star<br> filled sky...</p> <p dir="ltr">Hot Starbucks "instant" this a.m. with Seger on my mini boombox ... it's<br> good</p> <p dir="ltr">Grab your handles and ride<br> Brian</p> Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04393694530214889235noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925658676971956300.post-23913543528337206042014-08-02T10:23:00.001-07:002014-08-02T10:23:06.276-07:00I've Been Reworking Some of My Touring GearI picked up a New Ultra Touring Bag from Kuryakyn about a week ago. Found it in the <i>Beaver's Den</i> Motorcycle Leather shop on a ride up Highway 34 west of Loveland...<br />
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There's been a bit of evolution over the years... for how I pack my gear.<br />
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I used to carry the tent up on the bars. Not a bad way... but there was some interference with the ignition key... so I'm trying out some new packing of that.<br />
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Also, I abandoned my old mummy bag. I just can't tolerate the confines of that thing... and I'm now carrying a cheapie walmart rectangular bag that seems to keep me as warm and a hell of a lot more spacious. But it is a bit more bulky. <br />
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The Kuryakyn tour bag so far is proving out well. I took it on a "Test ride" up a twisting mountain canyon and into Rocky Mountain National park the other day. I thought it a good idea to test it and the way I've got everything packed now on a real world hundred mile ride... before I take off on a weeklong trip hopefully later this week... and it all rode without a hitch.<br />
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The bag is something I'm becoming real happy with. It carries actually more clothes than I took to Alaska... and does it without having to stuff and punch to get it in. The quality of the bag seems top notch... <br />
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This is what I put in it... and still have a bit of space if I <i>DID</i> feel like stuffing... Likely I don't need that much... you just stop at a laundry a bit more often. :)<br />
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... and this pic <u>doesn't</u> include the drinking water bladder I'm testing out in the top road side pocket... a <u>convenient place for drinking water</u> on the road (one of the bigger mistakes people make on long hot tours... they fail to drink enough water) Make it convenient to get a drink... It should improve that... which makes you a safer rider. (dehydration is going to slow down your thinking/reaction time)<br />
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Likely one of the biggest improvements for me is that it attaches rock solid. I've tried to cheap out for a while, (not a good choice really) using "other" gear and not bags designed explicitly for bikes. That left me always having to conjure up ways of strapping it on secure.<br />
<br />This bag locks onto my seat with two built in straps from the bottom front and a wide, velcro strap that wraps around the back rest.<br />
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Combined with two straps from D-rings on top of the tour bag that I use as anchor points to secure the tent...which is also secured to the sleeping bag below it... which is secured to the luggage rack... it is a rock solid load.<br />
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It does come with a heavy duty rain cover... but with all my other gear, that doesn't look like it's going to fit. The bag itself seems like it should be pretty water resistant... but I'm scouting for a rain cover that will cover the whole load... thinking maybe a light nylon tarp sized right and a lil' bigger net to secure it... always some sort of gear to fiddle with...<br />
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Grab Your Handles and Ride<br />
BrianBrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04393694530214889235noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925658676971956300.post-13877135668260418652014-07-21T07:17:00.001-07:002014-07-21T07:17:37.760-07:00A Weird Conclusion to The Fork Rebuild... and Some SWEET Time in The WindSooo... I'm at a tee total loss. The bike is back together and I've not got a sliver of a part of a small bit of the shadow of an idea how.<br />
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The curbside of the forks was together days ago. The road side refused to go. I broke down and ordered the pro tool which required waiting a week for it to arrive. When it did it was the wrong "drive" so I had to hunt up an adapter for it...<br />
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Then I went to assemble the fork tube... and the PRO tool wouldn't hold! ARRRRRRGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!<br />
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I had help to hold the holder and no matter what I/we did... nada... it wouldn't go together. Frustrated and angry I called it quits at dark. Went over and sat under the shredded awning and sipped a beer... stewing in my own juice.<br />
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Shortly after dawn I walked back over to give it one last solo try... and failed again. That damned tube just kept turning. No Joy.<br />
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So there I am... bike sitting on a jack. One tube that isn't and won't go together and stumped and frustrated and fresh out of any ideas....<br />
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Absent mindedly I picked up a wrench... and just went to turn that bolt again, and turn the damper rod, while trying to come up with another "idea"... and with NO HOLDER in the tube... the damper rod wouldn't turn? Locked up solid... WTF???!<br />
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I picked up the torque wrench and put it on... and CLICK! with <i>NO DAMPER ROD HOLDER IN PLACE...not one damn thing to hold it... and it didn't/wouldn't turn...</i><br />
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So now, I'm kinda freaked; Did I screw something up and have the forks all jammed up?<br />
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No... it works like it's supposed to, both sides... Weirdness... checking the other tube it wouldn't turn either???... IDK. I've no freaking idea what or why or when or how...<br />
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I only know... the forks weren't together... and then they WERE... and I didn't do a damned thing... but... I'll take it! I hurried and got the oil in and leveled, the wheel and fender and brakes on... got her back together... and then gingerly rode a hundred miles... testing to see all was "Right"...<br />
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The brakes work. The forks work. No leaks. No Squeaks. No heat... just... doing what it's supposed to do... <br />
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Then yesterday I climbed on and went on a nice wide circle.<br />
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Ran up Hwy 287 through Laramie. Rolled out Hwy 130 through Centennial and climbed up into the Snowies... <br />
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You're just over 10,000 feet up in Snowy Range pass on top... Far Country that soothes the soul of a grumpy old puss gut like me!<br />
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Coming down off the west side of the Snowies I caught Hwy 230 just a little below Saratoga and turned south for Walden in the North Park country of Colorado.<br />
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Grab some fuel there and came back east on Hwy 14 over Cameron Pass, another 10,000+ footer... and down the Poudre Canyon back to Fort Collins.<br />
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That's a nice run down the canyon... until you get to the lower end...and then all the cagers who can't go around a 35 mile an hour bend at 25 without hitting their brakes kinda mess with the day... :)<br />
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Buuuut... bottom line... a few hundred miles on my unknown-how-I-did-it repair... and all is good. Awesome!<br />
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Grab Your Handles and Ride<br />
Brian <br />
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<br />Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04393694530214889235noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8925658676971956300.post-49301297459711758162014-07-13T08:15:00.002-07:002014-07-13T08:15:35.712-07:00Remember Maxwell Smart?What's he got to do with Motorcycles you ask? <br />
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"<i>Missed it be THAT much</i>!" Just imagine Max's voice :)<br />
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I haven't gotten Sonja put back together yet... <br />
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But I came close... I found a five dollar tool for plumbing (a nipple extractor) that gripped the curbside damper rod perfectly, allowing me to torque the bolt holding the tubes together...<br />
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That center offset section "cams" or turns eccentrically and wedges into smooth round holes to grip.<br />
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A small collection of extensions gave me the length needed to reach down inside the fork...<br />
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The first tube was torqued in but a few seconds... so excited that I'd have her back together in another hour or so I slid the contraption down the second tube and turned it to lock in place... and turned it to lock in place... and turned it, and turned it... and whispered a curse... and turned it...<br />
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Nothing! What worked 100% perfect a foot away in the other identical tube... wouldn't grip even a slight bit in the second... arrrrrrgggggghhhhhh!<br />
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Sooooo... I spent five hours running around, calling, walking through tool/hardware stores trying to scheme and option... went back to the garage and tried again... fail... ugh...<br />
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I smell that sorry little irish again. Who else do you know, 'cept for me, takes a two hour job and converts it into a three week ordeal? That pest Murphy has GOT to be mixed up in this ;) <br />
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Well... I finally surrendered and called Motorcycle Superstore to order the "Pro" tool... which of course they have to get from THEIR supplier... which is identical to the plumbing tool I used to sell in MY hardware days... which they no longer manufacture as a Five dollar plumbing tool.<br />
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Nope... it's a $25 dollar Motorcycle Damper Rod Holder tool! or more if you go to the wrong place. :) So... I wait another week for the <i>HOPEFULLY</i> last tool to arrive so I can put my girl back together!<br />
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I did succeed in finding a boot that will, also Hopefully, protect the forks from future premature fork seal failure from dirt...<br />
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I located a pair of what were manufactured as Rancho Suspension Shock boots that fit near perfectly. They'll keep grit and rocks and bugs from either dingin' the tubes or getting into the seals and causing future leaks.<br />
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Kinda old school and I'm sure the chrome and flashy paint boys will thumb their noses... but then... I've never seen the chrome and flashy paint boys on the roads I ride. :) How-some-ever... I HAVE seen plenty of grit and rocks and bugs...<br />
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... and it wasn't just in my bed roll!<br />
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Another week and she'll be healthy again... my fingers are tightly crossed... Until then... I walk over to the garage twice a day and ring that gremlin bell you can see danglin' just under the frame below the gear lever...<br />
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Oh yeah... I don't think I told you here... maybe it was just on that "other" blog...The RV one ;) (that story starts <a href="http://daily-blog.rv-boondocking-the-good-life.com/2014/06/well-damn-look-on-bright-side.html" target="_blank">here</a>)... I'm still dealing with wasps on the roof of the rig that won't let me up there to do THAT maintenance either... So I built a tent to hang a pest strip in, and traps all around to kill the nasty little parasites...<br />
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Tough as they are... I'm more stubborn than they are (Yosemite Sam genetics prolly) and I'm winning that battle too, if slowly... My "bug tent" is knocking them down day by day...<br />
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Putting my <i>frickin frackin</i> motorcyclin' butt back in the wind will be a <i>VERY</i> appreciated day! :) ... even if it IS on a Yamaha... bwahahahahahahaha<br />
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Grab Your Handles and Ride!<br />
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