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Motorcyclists tend to be iconoclasts and rebels, loners who travel in packs and stick to their own kind. Loners who travel in packs?Isn't that an oxymoron?
You're right about that. I rode it yesterday, and am going to ride it tomorrow to get to the Virginia Guzzi Rally, and then ride it again Saturday and Sunday, and then ... well, who knows?The only slightly sad thing about it (and I remember how it was when I were a lad 50 years ago), is that the overlooks and the roadsides have been allowed to get overgrown. Not with magnificent oaks and mighty chestnuts native to the mountains, but with fast-growing trash trees that USED to be kept under control so you could ride along and see mighty vistas and stirring mountain scenes, and see miles from an overlook.Now, much of it (at least in Virginia) is like riding a nice twisty quiet road through the woods, and the woods are full of deer leaping about on both sides of the road. Very nice in its way, but you can't even tell that you're riding thousands of feet above the valleys below, you're just in the woods ....But there are still some clear stretches, so we'll enjoy those while we can.Lannis
I decided to enjoy the BRP while pulling a 27 foot travel trailer one year when the kids were young. Started in Cherokee and hauled most of the way camping in the campgrounds on the parkway and it was fantastic to pull into the overlooks and enjoy the views. But man did I feel sorry of the motorcyclists. Especially around Asheville where the bicyclists blocked my way and we had to crawl up some hills which further frustrated the motorcyclists. I would always pull in at every overlook on the right side of the road to let people go but I know they were frustrated. What frustrates me when I am on my bike is the tourists going 30 in the curves and 50 in the passing zones. One time I had to pass as we were coming out of the curve into a passing zone and then keep the car at around 35 while a line of motorcyclists passed us by. The guy was either oblivious to our presence or just didn't care even though he had many overlooks to pull into.