|Posted on Monday, July 09, 2018 - 09:03 am: ||
Here's a few pictures. Just up the road from the Weedsport Speedway is an old lock from the Erie Canal.
The Niagara Mohawk Power Building
|Posted on Monday, July 09, 2018 - 06:45 pm: ||
John,that is one really neat building!Joe and I are thinking about riding up to Iron Horse Saturday.
|Posted on Monday, July 09, 2018 - 07:57 pm: ||
My photographs don't do it justice. As I said, I wish I had the skills of Court or Mike R so I could take some good shots of it.
It takes on a whole different dimension in the moonlight with bats flying around.
It's truly impressive!
|Posted on Sunday, July 15, 2018 - 08:25 pm: ||
I wrote this a couple of days ago, but the WiFi at the lodge was so bad, I couldn't post it until now:
At The Meet & Greet.
I left Cheviot yesterday morning and immediately hit stopped traffic as soon as I got on I 75. Once I got through town, speeds picked up to normal, even though the traffic remained pretty heavy. I only missed turns a couple of times; once in Murvil (Maryville), TN and once on Rt. 28. The second mistake wasnít all bad; I wound up riding over the top of the Fontana Dam. Itís impressively large, and there are lots of high tension power lines leading away from it.
I eventually found the Iron Horse Lodge and was immediately met by a member of the XL forum who recognized me. Actually, he recognized the Roadster with its Hepco & Becker bags and concluded that I must be Crusty. That started the introductions. Since I have that weird memory condition where I have a lot of trouble remembering peopleís names (sometimes Iíll blank out on someoneís name who Iíve known for years), Iím not even going to try to list everyone. However, by the time I went to bed, there were 18 of us. I think.
This morning, a large group of us went and rode the Cherohala Skyway to Tellico Plains for lunch. Brad on Badweb raves about some bakery in Tellico Plains, but I couldnít remember the name of it. Still, we found a good quality restaurant and increased their business for a day. I got a roast beef sandwich with grilled onions and peppers and it was both huge and very tasty. It was big enough that Iím going to skip dinner this evening.
After we left the restaurant, the large group split up into smaller segments. Some folks were going north to ride the Foothills Parkway and some were going to ride back on the Cherohala, and I donít know where the rest were heading.
I really donít enjoy riding in a group any more. I used to; and I had a few friends that Iíd travel with almost every week, but as time passed, Iíve come to prefer to ride alone. Once the group of Sportsters started breaking up, I decided to do likewise and rode back to the campground by myself. There has been a 60% chance of rain here, and I rode over some patches of wet pavement, but it never rained on me. It was interesting; the road would be completely wet for a couple of hundred yards, then it would be bone dry for a stretch, then wet again. I zipped the tent fly before I left this morning, so all my sleeping gear should be dry. There are still clouds of variable density overhead, so it still might cut loose at any time. The Roadster is parked under a roofed motorcycle parking area, so it should be OK.
I have to say that itís exceptionally beautiful around here. The roads are very twisty and the pavement is good. Itís a magnificent place to ride a motorcycle.
Anyhow, I took a few pictures, but I wonít be able to share them until I get back home. One reason is that I canít download them from the camera to this computer. The other reason is that the WiFi here keeps going away. I doubt that Iíll be able to post this Snippet until it sorts itself out. I hope it starts working right soon.
|Posted on Monday, July 16, 2018 - 08:54 am: ||
Uberdog, the Border Bus and a Knucklehead Trike
Iím at a bit of a loss. I donít know how to write about this past weekend. It was a great time with good people in a beautiful location, but I canít quite figure how to describe it and do the event justice.
Make no mistake; it was an event. One that Iíve left with new friends and some great memories. I donít think I could have had more fun. And, like all great events, it wasnít the motorcycles that made it great, but the people.
I got to meet many of the people who were only forum names before the rally, and I liked everyone I met. For some reason, I can remember people by their Forum names easier than their real names. Gravydog, Cotton and Miz Cotton (not Mrs.), Rokytnji, MikeLI, Sportster Paul, Flame_, Screw Loose Dan; aw hell, everybody was fun to be with.
I did a good amount of riding. I rode the Tail of the Dragon three times, the Cherohala Skyway twice, the Foothills Parkway, a little bit of the Blue Ridge Parkway, and a lot of other roads. I rode through the Great Smoky Mountain National park at a snailís pace in heavy traffic, but most of the riding was at a comfortable speed just a little above the speed limit (Well, sometimes a bit faster than that).
I finally made it to the Wheels Through Time Museum, and it turned out to be much better than I was expecting. They had bikes I didnít know existed, like a 1941 Knucklehead Trike with shaft drive and tractor Ė ish tires designed for the military. I got to watch one of the employees start several Fours from the teens and 20s. The 1924 Henderson four started with one kick! All the bikes in the museum are runners. I guess Dale Walker (the owner) likes to do burnouts with the Crocker inside the building! At least, thatís what I was told by one employee, and I saw the skidmarks on the floor.
I got to go out for Mexican in the Border Bus with a bunch of people. Somehow, we wound up at a brew pub instead of a Mexican Restaurant, but the food was good and we all had a good time. The Border Bus is how Gravydogís name got changed to Uberdog.
This might sound bizarre to most of the folks reading this, but those who were there know what Iím saying.
Iíve been to rallies put on by Buell people and rallies put on by Moto Guzzi people. All of them have been good, but different from each other. This was my first Sportster rally. Someone asked me how it compared to the others. I answered, itís different. After thinking about it a bit, it reminds me a bit of the American Thunderbike Clubís Family Reunions when Jay and Donna Hawley were running the club. It definitely was a good time, and I hope to attend more in the future.
From what I understand, the rally moves from one location to another each year. I hope next yearís rally is as good as this one was. The Meet & Greet was well worth attending.
|Posted on Monday, July 16, 2018 - 11:06 am: ||
"The Museum That Runs"!! LOVE that place, and just riding through Maggie Valley is a hoot. I got to see Dale Walksler fire up the Henderson and do a burnout- what fun! Bought a couple of his DVD's, I guess I loaned them out and lost them...
Didja make it upstairs? He's got LOADS of MC literature and stuff, and a prototype electric HD on the stairs going up. When I visited he was selling his GF's pottery- bought a coffee mug with various old H-D internal parts impressed into the clay.
Fun place fo sho. How was Iron Horse? I've not made it there yet, heard good things.
|Posted on Monday, July 16, 2018 - 01:11 pm: ||
I'm still butthurt over the wheels through time. The one time I was in the area, it was Tuesday.
It was closed on Tuesdays!!! Fuuuu!!!!
|Posted on Monday, July 16, 2018 - 03:25 pm: ||
You were right to be butthurt. That place is amazing, especially when Dale or one of his kids fires up one or several of those precious old bikes. My only criticism is they should work on their lighting here and there. Hell, they'll even take a bike out to raise hell around the property, kind of a high dollar hare scramble!!
I said hare scramble. Where's Glitch???