Tag: New Jersey

The Eyes are the Window to Your Soul. Or Something.

The Eyes are the Window to Your Soul. Or Something.

fuzzygalore goggle selfie

On Saturday afternoon while doing the Meteor dualsport in south Jersey, we stopped at about the half-way point of the ride to get gas at a small gas station. When Gary and I pulled in there were probably 20 other motorcycles already there filling up.

Because New Jersey doesn’t allow you to pump your own gas (technically) you have some type of interaction with a pump attendant. In my case, he pushed the button, handed me the nozzle and then took my money at the end.  I was one of dozens of motorcyclists that passed through the station that day.

Hours later after packing up my bike and shedding my stormtrooper gear I washed my face, put on my baseball hat and pointed the Ridgeline towards home. My first stop before hitting the highway was filling up the truck. The first available gas station? The one I’d stopped at with my bike.

I pulled up to the pump, the (same) guy walks up to my window to take my card and says something like “Oh, you’re back. You were here earlier.”

Hmm.

Now… I have a way better chance of recognizing the same guy, in the same clothes, at the same gas station than he did me. But he recognized me out of a helmet, different clothes, in a baseball hat, in a car. How? I saw dozens of other riders throughout the day and I don’t think I’d know a single one without a helmet on.

What is it that allows us to really “see” and recognize people? Is it really the eyes?

Am I Finally Getting Better at Dirt Riding?

Am I Finally Getting Better at Dirt Riding?

Time – the most precious commodity there is.

When you find a person who willingly shares such a precious resource with you – it’s a great feeling. I have a friend, Gary who has taken me under his wing and has gone out of his way to help me along with my dirt riding. He has a manner and patience that seems to be helping to turn my mindset around.

He’s just a good dude.

fuzzygalore and advwannab

The last few times we’ve gone out riding, Kenny gets to zip off and run with the gazelles while Gary babysits me and coaxes me in to relaxing. Not by doing anything in particular but rather just being his natural laid back self. The result has been a boost in my confidence and pace.

fuzzygalore in the woods

When Kenny and I drove home from riding in the Pine Barrens last weekend I couldn’t help but remark that it was the best day of dirt riding that I’d ever had. For the first time I felt like I’m actually getting better. Can you believe it?

fuzzygalore  in the cranberry bogs

It seems like with Gary’s encouragement and patient tutelage I’m finally chilling the fuck out. I’m just so glad to be feeling good.

New Jersey Pine Barrens: Scenes from the Firetower

New Jersey Pine Barrens: Scenes from the Firetower

On Sunday we spent the afternoon dirt riding in the Pine Barrens of New Jersey. Our friend Jeff took us to one of the firetowers that are out in the woods. Being the chicken that I am, I didn’t make it more than two levels up before I decided that I was better suited to being on the ground.

fuzzygalore firetower

Though I was safely back on the ground, I still had to worry about Kenny taking a header down the stairs. Then who would’ve helped me load my bike back in the truck? 😉

fuzzygalore kenny firetower

The view from up there:

fuzzygalore firetower view

Once again with a hat tip to seeing signs – this was scribbled on the gate we passed to get to the tower:

fuzzygalore seeing signs

I try to be a good human but sometimes I stumble. It was a good reminder for me to see that sign.

Sunday Funday in the New Jersey Pine Barrens

Sunday Funday in the New Jersey Pine Barrens

On Sunday Kenny and I packed our little dirty bikes into the truck and set of for the pine barrens in New Jersey.

fuzzygalore husqvarna te310

Our destination was Wharton State Forest. But not before stopping by Might Joe’s for a quick picture. I’d been there once before but it was after dark and I couldn’t get a good look at the big monkey. He’s pretty awesome.

fuzzygalore might joe

It’s always fun to ride with my favorite fellow unicorn hunters 🙂

fuzzygalore and advwannabe at mighty joes

For people not familiar with New Jersey and it’s diverse natural areas, I bet this isn’t what you think of:

fuzzygalore and advwannabe riding in the pine barrens

The pine barrens are super sugar sandy and yet, as the name implies are a pine forest. It is a pretty interesting landscape.

fuzzygalore riding in the pine barrens

Mixed in with the sandy roads are also some giganto puddles. What lies beneath is often nasty stuff that might suction your bike in.

fuzzygalore lou mud suction pine barrens

This pic of our friend from a couple years ago illustrates that quite nicely 🙂

fuzzygalore pine barrens puddle

This motorcycle girl goes ’round the outside, ’round the outside, ’round the outside…Say whaaaaaat?

New Jersey’s Cowtown Rodeo Muffler Man

New Jersey’s Cowtown Rodeo Muffler Man

Well, this is embarrassing. The Cowtown Rodeo cowboy and I showed up to the party wearing the same shoes.

muffler man boots

 

For its petite size, New Jersey is really full to the brim with silly roadside stuff.

cowtown rodeo muffler man

They’ve got a high concentration of mufflermen including one of the highly coveted Uniroyal Gals. There are giant teeth, Gundams, dinosaurs and even a giant mariachi band.

Oh, New Jersey. You’re so weird. Don’t ever change.

cowtown rodeo muffler man

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