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Friday, August 31, 2007

Pay Attention, Stupid!!

Do you notice anything different between the two pics? (Aside from the placement of the towel.)

I was so excited to have one fork installed that I totally spaced on what I'd forgotten. Then, out of the blue last night on the way home, it hit me like a Saturday night sucker-punch; I'd forgotten to put the can on the fork before I installed it! F**K!!! What an idiot I am!! I gotta pay more attention to what I'm doing...


And with all the trouble that the fork had given me, I figured sure as hell that it wouldn't come back out, and that I was truly...forked. But I got home and set to 'er, to see what I could accomplish. Amazingly enough; I was able to coax it back out, get the can on and the fork installed again. That looks more like it, eh?


(Turns out that the mounting plates on the tops of the cans were also bent from the accident, so I had to work a little hammer-magic on those to get them to line up properly so that the cans won't be digging into the new lower sliders.)


Now if only my other fork will show up today....please, please, please...

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

Lose the Forkin' Attitude

Got the left fork installed last night. It had some attitude and didn't slide in as easily as I'd hoped...I had to have a little talk with it...do a bit of 'convincing', if you know what I mean. It soon realized the error of its ways and agreed to settle in nice and tight where it belonged. Got the cap bolted on and voila; one side is ready to rock and roll.



Here's a shot, straight out of the box. Wow, that sure is shiny and clean....hmmm...that ain't gonna match my bike at all...




Here's one of my trademark blurry shots. (No idea what the hell I'm doing wrong with that foolish camera...maybe I need to have a little talk with it, too...) Anyways, front-angle;

I think this pic is a little better. Side-angle;



And there you have it. Short and sweet.


Talked to a couple of the Olean guys; they're getting packed up and the pre-departure excitement is building. It's frikkin' painful as all hell to not be making the trip with them this year, but I'll have to make up for that in short order, once I'm rolling again.


As my buddy TEP would say; "The weekend is coming...I'm ready now..."


Ride Hard, Take Chances

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Half In-Hand

Just returned from the dealership; left fork is in-hand and will be installed tonight. I inquired about the elusive right fork (ERF) and was told it’s still on backorder…but then the guy noticed that it was also listed as “packing stage” which means it’s being prepped for shipping. He called the factory to clarify and sure enough; it’s being shipped today and the dealership should have it in 3 or 4 days. So at least there seems to be an end to the torture in sight.

However, it looks like my plan to get the bike together on Thursday and ride overnight out to Olean in time for Friday’s departure, won’t happen. It appears the best I can hope for now is that it will show up on Friday. That’ll allow me to get the bike rolling and then meet the Olean crew up in NH for the overnight at Joe’s house. (Probably more likely is that I’ll get the call on Saturday – when I’m in Maine.)

Oh well, at least it’s (almost) finally here, right?

Pics and left-side install will be posted tomorrow…

Ride Hard, Take Chances

Monday, August 27, 2007

5 1/2 weeks and counting

What to blog about today? Nothing new with the bike...no projects were attempted this weekend...just a little cleanup on the trees to facilitate re-assembly - whenever that happens to come into being.

I've made the (smart) decision to hold off on installing the suicide clutch/jockey shift setup - but only for the moment. The main focus right now is to get rolling again, hopefully in time to catch up with the Olean crew somewhere along their route. And a scenario where I'm trying to make up as much time as I can is not the time/place to start learning a new clutch/shifting process.

However, the meeting-up-with-Olean scenario still hinges upon the continuing-to-be-unreliable HD factory. I'm going to the dealership tomorrow to pick up the one fork which has arrived and will install it tomorrow night (one less thing to get done when crunch time comes). While I'm there, I'll try and get a definitive answer as to whether there's a fork in my near future.

5 1/2 weeks and counting... F'ing ridiculous.

Ride Hard, Take Chances.

Friday, August 24, 2007

Pipe Dreams

The pipes found themselves installed last night. Man, what a farking pain in the ass. Now I know why the chrome covers don't go all the way up to the flanges...you need swinging room for your nuts! (What?)

When I wrapped the pipes, I did two full wraps when I started and also when I got to the tops of the pipes. If I ever wrap pipes again, I'll know to only take one wrap around, at the top. Who knew that space was at such a premium? Egads, I had to really do some serious finagling to get the nuts started and then tightened. And the mounting brackets weren't any kind of picnic, either. But I digress. The pipes are on and I think they look sharp...


(Not sure why the pic isn't showing correctly, but if you click on it, it should come up.)

I was going to fire the bike up and let the pipes break in but I'd forgotten that I'd popped the cover on the transmission (to free up the clutch cable, back when I was dismantling things). I need to get the fluid filled back up before I set any parts into motion.


Oh yeah; I'd also thought about firing the bike up without the pipes on it, just for the sheer thrill of hearing my baby roar. (I wasn't going to let it run long...maybe just long enough for a few calls from my neighbors to be logged with the local constabulatory...) However, the fact that the rear port was aimed right at my (shiny chrome) oil tank gave cause for scrapping the idea (good thing, because at the point when I was considering doing this, I still hadn't noticed/been reminded that my tansmission fluid was empty.


The only other item for today was the call to the dealership this morning to see if my long-sought fork is en-route. I was informed that they (the dealership) can't see if its still at the factory or if its shipped and on the way, or what. I explained that the guy I talked to last week had said the system showed that it was scheduled to be released yesterday. He apologized and said nope, they couldn't tell where it was. Doesn't make sense to me - I think he could have checked to see if the system showed it still backordered, or shipped, or what. But, I didn't want to push it. I've been bugging these guys for weeks, I don't need to piss them off now.


Thus wraps up another week. I hope you all have a fantesticle weekend. Get out there and have some fun, you crazy kids!


Ride Hard, Take Chances

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Pipes, projects and possible plans…

One thing I forgot to mention regarding using wrapped pipes; you may have to re-jet your carb (or re-tune your module, if you’re running EFI). Because your gases are flowing faster (and you’re getting better combustion), you may need to run a leaner jet. Once the bike is together, I’ll see how she runs and go from there. If I need to re-jet, I’ll post that process on here as well.

Speaking of the pipes; I was re-thinking my decision to hold off on installing them. I think I’ll try to get those installed and broken in this weekend. That’ll just be one less thing standing between me and having the bike rolling again.

Another mini-project coming up will be….Music! Those long road trips can wreak havoc on your brainstem (especially if you get some wretched song stuck in your head), so having some music along for the ride will be key. I picked a system up off of eBay for about $50. (Just do an eBay search for “Vidsonix” if interested – they appear to normally sell the amp separately, but I found one auction where it was included for free.)

Not sure how I can go wrong with this (but if there’s a way, rest assured that I’ll find it). If I get a chance, I’ll give installation a shot this weekend.


I’ve got a bit of a plan in mind at the moment, but it all depends upon Harley…and considering how reliable they’ve been of late, I should have my head examined for even banking any kind of plan upon their performance. But I’m keeping my fingers crossed and we’ll see how things shake out. Hoping to have an answer on Friday – that’s when I call the dealership to see if the elusive fork has been shipped. If it has, hot-diggity, my plan might happen. If not, then I kick myself for my unwarranted optimism and go back to sitting in a dark corner, knees clasped to my chest, rocking back and forth while muttering incoherently.

Let’s hope for the former, shall we?

Ride Hard, Take Chances

Monday, August 20, 2007

That’s a Wrap, Folks…

The pipes, they are a wrapped! Brother Bill was able to lend a much-needed hand on Saturday and we got those puppies wrapped up nicer and tighter than a present on Christmas morn.

One thing to point out is that heat wrap is basically fiberglass-infused cloth, so it’s important to wear gloves when working with it. This became quite apparent as the project progressed, since my upper forearms were exposed and soon began registering their complaints as they came in contact with the wrap. But that was a small price to pay, so let’s get on with the process…

But before we dive in, perhaps some background/explanation behind the decision to wrap, eh? “What is the reason for wrapping?”, you might ask. (Go ahead; ask.) Well, I’m glad you asked. Wrapping your pipes provides protection from heat (for your legs), but more importantly; it offers assistance to your engine. Because the wrap forces much of the heat to remain inside the pipes, your exhaust gases remain at a higher temp. This equates to decreased density of the gases, which then exit the system faster. This produces increased exhaust scavenging, which leads to an improved intake and combustion process, leading to increased horsepower. However, my engine is still stock, so any HP gains will probably be negligible. (I’ll be honest; I’m doing this solely for the look.)

Another point worth mentioning; there are arguments that heat wrapping your pipes will lead to faster rusting and material (metal) breakdown due to decreased heat dissipation. So it could be said that this will be a working experiment. I may find in time that this was a fun project to do (hey, I’ve always wanted to give it a try), but that the pipes break down and have to be replaced. Time will tell…

So moving along; step 1 was to remove the pipes (no really, it’s easier that way). Once they were removed, I applied some handy-dandy duct tape across the exhaust ports to prevent any unwanted intrusions from dirt - or the errant spring-loaded retaining clip. Rather than setting the nuts aside, you'll see that I like to leave them where they’ll be needed later (because nothing’s more frustrating than not being able to find your nuts when you need them…)

Here are the pipes, pre-wrapping. The chrome cover from the front pipe has been removed. Looking at what the real pipe looks like underneath, it’s quite obvious why we put covers on them.

Below; both pipes with the covers removed. The covers are simply held on with hose clamps. Unscrew those and the covers pry off (relatively) easily.

The mufflers on these pipes have a mounting bracket (seen below; the welded-on rectangular tab). Since it would be difficult to wrap around these and still keep things looking tight, I made the decision to start the wrapping just in front of them, and paint from there, back to the ends of the mufflers. This meant the chrome had to be scuffed up to allow the paint to grab on.
A combination of common sandpaper and my trusty dremel made quick work of the chrome finish. The paint I used was Rust-Oleum’s High Heat flat black. Here; everything laid out, mid-process.

Hanging to dry. (The paint looks dull gray in this pic, but the color is actually a solid black.)

It’s recommended that you use a spray bottle to spray down the wrap with water as you’re going along. This makes the material a bit easier to work with in that it forms to the pipe better. (The material isn’t stiff, but it clings/grabs better when wet.)

Our method was to unwrap enough of the material for one wrap around the pipe and spray it down. Then take the one wrap around the pipe and spray it down again. Then repeat; spraying the material, wrap once, spray again, etc. We weren’t soaking the material, just dampening it.

Here, the wrapping has started. (Some folks will tie the ends with wire, but I went with hose clamps. Easier, cleaner, and they allow for much more even tightening.) We started with two full wraps and then clamped right against the mounting bracket (making sure to align the screw with the inside of the pipe so that it’s out of view when things are installed back on the bike).

This was followed by continuous wraps, where each new wrap covered half of the previous wrap.

The clamp for the slip-on mufflers was a bit of a challenge. We tried a couple of passes and finally came out with something that looked good. (These were spray-painted at the same time as the pipe ends were, as they’d be visible when all was said and done.)

One pipe is done! At the head of the pipe, we took two full wraps again and clamped away…again; being sure to place the screw where it should be out of view. (Not worried about the bar-code stickers; those should burn off rather quickly.)

Repeat the same process for the second pipe and voila! Wrapped pipes!

I didn’t bother to install them back onto the bike yet, I’ll wait until the forks come in (har har har – I made a funny!). Once the front end is assembled and ready, then I’ll get the pipes on.

As a postlude, the wrap does need a break-in period, as it’ll stink and smoke a bit the first time it heats up. The plan is to roll the bike out of the garage, fire it to life and run it until everything comes up to temp, then shut ‘er down and let things cool off again.

And then? Then comes the fun…rolling out of the driveway and heading for the horizon once again.

So until that time finds me…

Ride Hard, Take Chances

Friday, August 17, 2007

Getting by with a little help from my friends...

Being the total newbie that I am, I couldn't figure out why most of the pics I've been posting weren't able to be opened up into larger versions. I posted a help-question on the Google Blogger forums but didn't have any luck with that. Then my buddy Paul (http://www.bostonsmotoblog.blogspot.com/) came through for me and explained that I need to work some magic with the HTML. Now I've got pics opening up - sweet! Only problem is that I haven't figured out why some are opening within IE while others are downloading onto my PC to open. At least they're opening! I went back through all the old posts and tidied things up so you can now get those pics to open up as well. My fave pic so far (and by far) is the one of the bikes and the campfire (at the end of the "Back Home Again" post).

And speaking of help, I think I've lined up some help from Brother Bill tomorrow (Saturday) to work on those exhaust pipes. With any luck, I should have them wrapped and ready...and maybe even have the process posted on here by Sunday. I know; crazy stuff! Hang on!! LOL

Have a great weekend, all. Monday is going to be here much too soon, so get out there and see some sights, make some new friends, roll up some miles - whatever makes your spirit soar.



Ride Hard, Take Chances

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Riser above it all

It’s time to move on from the fork dilemma – that’s clearly out of my hands so I decided to focus on the things which I can control. And since I’ve got a couple of mini-projects waiting to be installed, let’s move forward with those, shall we? Yes, we shall.

Risers! Last night’s project was to install the new 3” pullback risers and new riser bushings. This is a pretty simple job but for those that are interested, I took a bunch of pics and will walk through the process.

First was to remove the allen-head bolts from the dog bone…


Here’s a pic with the dog bone removed and the bar pulled out (the bar is sitting on the towel at the bottom of the pic, as all the cables and wires are still attached to it)…


The bolt that runs through the bushings (to hold the riser in place) also utilizes a pair of wide, formed washers which ‘cap’ each end of the bushing. Here, the left riser is removed and I moved the washer to the side so you can see the bushing beneath it. (Note; there are metal sleeves inside the bushing assemblies and these have to be reused with the new bushings.)


A pic of one of the new risers laid out with one of the factory risers. Nicey nice! Gonna have those bars sitting right in my lap!


At the top of this pic are the top halves of the old bushings with the metal sleeves removed. Said sleeves have been inserted (!!) into half of the new bushings (at the bottom of the pic)…


Here’s a pic of the new bushings and metal sleeve installed into the top tree. (Kinda looks like two big eyes and a nose)…


The new risers have been installed and just need a good wiping-down…


Handlebar installed and looking good! A shot from the front…


And a shot from the gas tank…

Take another look at that last photo...remind you of anything? Maybe something you saw on Sesame Street as a kid? Maybe something like......this?

Yip yip yip, uh-haw uh-haw uh-haw...

And that’s that! I’ll adjust the bar and finish-torque the bolts once the entire front end is back together. That’ll allow me to take a seat and get a feel for final setting.

Not sure what the next project will be. Gotta get the exhaust pipes wrapped and installed, but time is kinda tight this week. Plus, I need a second set of hands for that job so I’ll have to see what kind of luck I have with scaring up some help.

So until next time…

Ride Hard, Take Chances

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Fork me? Fork YOU!

Just called HD to check on the missing fork. Unreal. So-f'ing-unreal. It's now on back-order and isn't scheduled to be released from the factory until August 23rd...which means the dealership won't receive it until MAYBE August 30th. I don't get it; I was just at the factory this past weekend. They had bins and bins and bins of lower-sliders. Just slap a frikkin' fork leg into one of the sliders and send it on up.

So I started calling all the HD dealerships within a 100-mile radius. One of them sent my hopes skyrocketing when they said their system showed one in stock, but when they went to physically check, it was no dice. So I kept going through the list. After calling 18 different dealerships, the result was the same; el crap-o for Dave-o.

Looked on eBay again, too. Nada.

In addition to missing out on the daily riding for another 2+ weeks, this means that I'm screwed on the next m'cycle trip I have scheduled. Supposed to head out to Olean on the 29th to meet up with a crew out there and then ride up to Maine for Labor Day weekend. The best-case scenario I'm looking at now is to pick up the fork on the 30th, slap the bike together that night and then catch up with the NY crew somewhere along their path on Friday.

I want to be so frikkin' po'd right now, but again; the only person I can really be mad at is myself - which doesn't really do very much towards making me feel any better.

Horses; Steel VS Real

A few more pics from our trip;


Better get that horse moving! We're coming up hard beside you and we're hungry! (Just kidding, we single-filed it and idled by as quietly as we could)...

A cool sight; We had been directly behind these folks and as we were coming up on them, their carriage blocked view of the horse. I could just make out the bottom of it's hooves as they briefly popped into view below the undercarriage, and they were popping down in opposite pairs (front left + rear right, then front right + rear left, then back again). It almost looked like sets of pistons firing - which in essence, they were.




Here's a few more pics from the Yuengling Brewery, courtesy of Zig...

Up close and personal with the filler machine. With my trusty mug at the ready, I stood poised to yank a bottle out and hoist said mug up to one of these blue spigots of life...but a stern look from the tour guide (combined with the threat of losing my sampling privileges) prevented my plan from coming to fruition...





Here's a better shot of the bottles being flipped back upright again, after being sterilized inside the machine...





At first glance, this guy appears to have the best job in the world (surrounded by beer!)...but upon further reflection; he can't have any of it...which equates to the utmost in cruelty. Can you imagine being that close to all that wonderfulness, yet you're unable to have any of it? (Well, not while the tour group is present, anyways!)...



Out at the sports bar; Ed and the giant pizza! Have no fear of Ed, Mr. Pizza. You're destined to spend the rest of the weekend; forgotten in the cabin. (Do you guys smell something?)...

Flex holding court in the middle of Centralia. Yep; this was once the epicenter of an active and energetic township...


Only other thing going on is I'm still waiting on the other missing fork. Called the dealership this morning and it still hadn't been delivered. But the UPS guy apparently had a jimmy-jammed-full truck and wasn't able to access everything addressed to the dealership, so I gotta call back later, after the UPS guy has come back.

And dat's gonna do it for now. So until next post (say it with me)...

Ride Hard, Take Chances

Monday, August 13, 2007

Back Home Again...

We arrived home safe and sound yesterday, with a touch of burn to the skin and a bit of burnout to the mental state. It was a long day on the highways, assisted in no small part to a mapping error which added at least an hour to the trip. I would like to blame the maps for said error, but a good workman never blames his tools. Wait - to hell with that! The maps clearly showed we had the correct path laid out, but when it came time for the displayed connection to exist…it did not. And we found ourselves in Philly again, but I’m getting ahead of myself.

You’ve already got the brief summary of Day 1 and Day 2, so I’ll cover Day 3 and 4 now. I can also throw in a bunch of pictures – they’re usually much more interesting than my ramblings, anyways.

One thing I forgot to mention about our trip down on Thursday; having lost the lids upon entering PA, we settled in for some more sights and smaller roadways, stopping for lunch at a diner right off the main drag, on rte 209 (leading into the Delaware Water Gap). The highway was up a slope and in front of the diner in such a way that we could see only the tops of the 18-wheel rigs as they passed by. After we’d eaten and were mounting back up again, along came a flatbed on the highway above/in front of us, alerting all of his presence by jake-braking…when suddenly a sound blasted out like a shot going off…Jerking our heads in the direction of the truck, we saw strands and shards of exploding tire ricocheting everywhere, many of which soared over the highway's guardrail, and rained down upon the roadway in front of us (fairly entertaining for us, being in our safe position, but probably not so entertaining for anyone else up on the highway).


Oh yeah; something else funny that happened on the morning of day 2. A couple of us had gone up to the showers in the morning and found that someone before us had left their towel behind. We needed something to wipe the bikes down with, since they were wet from the rain of the previous day & night. So the towel was brought back and used for said purpose...only to then have one of the other guys come out of the cabin and say "Oh thanks, you brought my towel back for me - I'd forgotten it up at the showers."
Now to get caught up, here are the pics from Day 1 and Day 2…


Yuengling Brewery; bottles, bottles, everywhere. The ones in the back of the pic are actually being pulled out of cases by a machine which moves forward and sets them down behind the ones in the foreground. From here, they take off into the cleaning/filling/capping process.



Coming out of the sterilizer. They are flipped just before going in, are sprayed with sanitizing water solution, then flipped back upright after they come out. Reminds me of a roller-coaster the way it moves, and this line is moving pretty fast!



The capper...




All different sized kegs - I'll take a large, please.
(Amazingly, when Prohibition was officially ended, the Yuengling Brewery was able to deliver an entire shipment of beer to the White House. Think about it; they’d…somehow…managed to come up with an entire shipment of beer in one day.)



After the brewery was a stop over at Pioneer Tunnel coal mine. An inactive coal mine which takes you on a tour; almost a half-mile into the side of a mountain, and (if memory serves), you're about 1,800 feet under the surface. Hop onto a trolley for most of the ride in, then get off and walk around some of the mining tunnels, seeing the veins of coal, learning how it's found, the various mining techniques used to remove it, etc. Pretty cool stuff.

Coal chute - when a vein is found, they go after it, up as high as they can (sometimes up to the surface, but usually it pinches down to nothing, between the layers of rock. They'd climb up, dig holes, set charges, fire them off, then the coal came down the chutes and was loaded into carts which were pulled out by donkeys.



As they got higher and higher, they'd brace the ceiling with sections of trees, with a pointed end to help it dig into the base and not slide/kick out. Keep in mind; this gap is angling upwards at a roughly 45 degree angle. And, this gap is no more than 2 1/2 feet high in this pic - so the miners would have been working on their stomachs, with the ceiling almost touching their backs. Yeah; not even a little interested in doing that, thanks.



This is an escape tunnel. The furthest light that you can see in the picture is only 1/3 of the full length of this tunnel. And keep in mind that back when this mine was actually being used, it wasn't wired. All you had was a tiny light on your helmet, so you were basically climbing, climbing...and more climbing, in total darkness.



After the coal mine, we rode up to Centralia; the town with the coal fire burning underneath it. There's all kinds of history on the 'net, but a quick summation is that about 40-some odd years ago, the town dump was burning trash near/on an exposed vein of coal. The coal caught fire and through a combination of slow-response and poor attempts to extinguish it, it found it's way down beyond reach and is now believed to have spread to a vein which allegedly has enough coal to burn for another 240 years. Yikes. The highway used to lead through town but the heat from the fire caused it to buckle and crack. The state has since re-routed the highway around the town and 'requested' that everyone leave (the ground is unsafe, and the town gained national notoriety years and years ago when the ground opened up underneath a young boy. Luckily he survived.) There are a few hold-outs still living there, but the town basically does not exist any longer (the post office has even revoked it's zip code). There are still old streets but the houses have been razed and foundations filled in, so that it just looks like open/overgrown fields, with roadways here and there. Small driveways lead off the streets and end at nothing more than tall grasses and saplings.


Here, the spot where the old highway is blocked off and a sign warns of the dangers that lie in wait...



There are many signs of a different nature, as well; Vandals have tagged the old highway time and time again. Most of the graffiti is the usual, mundane type of insults, boasts and myriad other shout-outs. However, this one garnered a laugh out of us - somewhere out there is a tagger with a good sense of humor...



Speaking of the highway, here are some pics of the buckling and gaping cracks which easily illustrate why the state would need to reroute around this stretch. The ground is quite warm to the touch in places, even steaming from some of the larger cracks.



That wraps up the pics from days' 1 & 2


Fast-forward to Day 3 (Saturday). We shot out to York, PA to check out the HD plant. We got there in plenty of time, and made it into the second tour of the day. We were a bit disappointed to find that there was not an official assembly line/shift working that day, so we didn’t get to see many of the machines in operation, nor see the bikes rolling along, growing from bits and pieces into full-fledged machines right before our eyes. But we were able to see the various stages of completion, along with stacks and rows of various components. Of the few machines that were running, my favorite was laser-cutting all the needed holes and access points in rear fenders. It was amazing to see how quickly and precisely it would slice those out. I’d love to show you some pics from inside the plant, but no cameras were allowed. So a pic of the entrance will have to suffice.


After that, we headed to Philly for the really hokie part of the trip; get a picture of the Rocky statue and then lay our mitts on some authentic cheese steak subs. We managed to find our way to the Art Museum which is home to the statue – here’s the obligatory picture. (Bear in mind that I had to stand there for almost ten minutes before I was finally able to get a long enough window to snap a picture without a bunch of yahoos standing next to it with their arms raised up in imitation.)

Here's a pic, looking out at Philly from the top of the Art Museum's stairs (the ones Rocky runs to the top of and then starts jumping around, fists held high)...


After that, we wound our way over to Geno’s/Pat’s for the cheese steaks. And when I say ‘wound our way over’, I cannot stress ‘wound’ enough. That city is nothing more than a crapload of red lights, accompanied by one-way streets which go in the opposite direction that you want. We finally found our way over, only to find lines of 50+ people in front of each shop. That was enough for us; we turned our taillights to the city and headed back to camp.

After winding down with a few road sodas, we cleaned up and found a restaurant for our final dinner of the trip. Turned out the place was a bit highbrow, but nestled amongst the beemers and volvos were a couple of righteous old time bikes so we figured we'd feel well enough at home to manage. We ordered this and that off the menu and washed everything down with fancy-named microbrews, some shots, and a slew of pricey martini’s and other mixed concoctions. Had some good laughs with the waitress, too. Turned out to only be her second day on the job and she said she was glad to have a table full of easy going guys who were more interested in laughing our asses off than anything else. After our stomachs (and wallets) had had enough punishment, it was time to roll back to camp. We hit upon the road sodas again, got the fire going and reflected back upon day 3.

Day 4 allowed us the luxury of sleeping a bit, as we had no where to go but home. We packed up and headed into town for some morning eats. Checked with a couple of the locals as to what our best route would be to take, and after verifying it against the maps, off we went. As mentioned previously; the interstate connection we were looking for did not appear and we wound up rolling back into Philly. Gassing up, we picked up 95 north for a while, then broke off in Jersey and found more appealing roadways back up through NY, CT, RI and finally home. Another successful trip had come to a close...sad that it's over, but now we're just that much closer to the next trip, right?

So I guess this is where I should do a summary of what we took away from this experience? Ok, here are some things that some/all of us learned…
I learned that a truck tire exploding can actually be entertaining, if observed from a safe distance, as opposed to being directly behind it when it decides to go (I've been there as well)…
We learned that navigation systems are fallible – sometimes to the point of being outright suspect…
We learned that it's important to remember to bring your towel back with you from the showers...
We learned that one of us has a distinct problem with keeping head wraps on his head…
We learned that after Prohibition ended, Yeungling somehow managed to brew and age an entire batch of beer - overnight (wink wink)...
We learned that Philly is the city of red lights and wrong-way streets…
We learned that no matter how bad of a day we’re having, it’s still not as bad as being a coal miner. Those guys had/have it rougher than rough…


And...I learned it would be faster for me to walk to York and pick up my forks directly from the plant, than to wait for them to arrive at the local dealership. But I digress...

So overall, it was a good trip. We all made it down and back safely. We had some laughs, saw some sweet scenery, and met some cool people. Hell, we even learned a couple of things...who knew such a thing was possible. So until the next post...


Ride Hard, Take Chances