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A group of guys wanting to take a Sunday afternoon ride...
Lannis did a good job of counting our Virginia blessings. Traffic is rarely an issue if you avoid the interstates.
I make a 1,400-mile round trip to Indiana to visit family a couple of times a year. Then it turns flat, straight and boring. Iíve tried alternate routes, but finally realized I might as well stick to the slab and get it over with. I know there are good people and interesting stopovers out there, and riding a bike is better than caging almost anywhere.
There's lots of turns where I live but you also get:I've been known to split lanes for miles of stop and go 15 mph traffic on a Sunday at 4 pm. Often the only time traffic is lite is at 2 am. Of course it's going 90 to 100 mph with the occasional 55.
In my view, riding a moto anywhere can be a liberating relaxing, "get away thing".Man and machine....connecti ng.:-)
I spent quite a bit of time in Northern Virginia a dozen years ago. I've also been to the MGNOC National in Buena Vista, and ridden a bit of BRP.
It amazes me that the roads can be that straight... Living in the northeast, upstate NY, you never see straight for more then a few miles. Im smack in between the hudson valley of NY, and the berkshires of Mass... I don't get flat, or straight... and I kinda like it that way.
Just out converting hydrocarbons to noise and enjoying the moment.
One of the best days I ever had riding was in New York. Three of us were riding three of my BSAs from the BSA International Rally in Brimfield, MA, headed to Niagara Falls (my two English friends wanted to see some sights).We were on US20 going west, and passed by Cherry Valley in the morning. It was a beautiful August day, the fields all full of corn, and we would ride up a ridge, over the top, and see miles and miles of countryside and a "finger lake" of some kind spread out. We'd ride down into the valley, across the bottom, up the other side (miles and miles each), top the next ridge, and there would be another valley spread out. Over and over again, it was really nice.I had been telling my friends about the dangers of deer on the road, but we hadn't seen one in two weeks of riding. As we were riding down into a valley, we looked to the right and could see a big buck running wide open, maybe 500 yards away, angling toward the road to a point about half a mile ahead of us. We watched him as we were riding, started slowing down, and sure enough he blasted straight across the road 50 feet ahead of us .... He was a big boy, good job we had our eyes on him.But overall a very nice ride ...Lannis
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