New Jersey Mail Pouch Tobacco Mural
When Kenny and I were on our way out to Quakertown, PA to meet up with the roadside bloggers at Sine’s 5 & 10, I made a pit stop to snap a photo of...
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When Kenny and I were on our way out to Quakertown, PA to meet up with the roadside bloggers at Sine’s 5 & 10, I made a pit stop to snap a photo of...
*tee hee* 😆 I know, we’re childish. So what? Hope you’ve got a great weekend planned. Humping optional.
“Yea, uh… can I havvvvvve… two large hay shakes? Uhhhh…? Gimme a couple two-tree-uh-dem cactus poppers and uhhh… a large order of oats. To go.” I swear, you see the damnedest things out there...
One of the good things about Mail Pouch Tobacco barn hunting is that barns is that, well, barns are usually at farms. Farms are often on rambling roads. For a suburban motorcyclist – that...
This place has it all. I’d passed this house in Lee, Massachussets several times before on the Berkshire Dual Sport rides. Even though my friends know me well enough to realize that coming across...
Sometimes you’re just riding along minding your own business and a 6ft beaver shows up. Happens all the time, right? I rolled up on this guy in Lee, Massachusetts. “Is that a squirrel?” Kenny asked....
Since I feel like I need to work on my sit-still stamina a bit, riding over 250 miles to see a refurbished Muffler Man seemed like as good a reason to get out of...
The very first time that I ever saw any reference to the Cool Springs Park store on Rt 50 in West Virginia was on Kathy’s blog – Appalachian Tours. I had no conscious intention...
Sometimes I’m not sure if I get on some sort of unconscious jag that makes me seek out groupings of things or if I just happen to be moving across a sticky thread of...
On Friday night how could I have possibly known that when I spotted the Cupcakemobile in Westhampton that it would be the …wait for it… waaaait for iiiit… icing on the cake? Oh, yes....
At first glance – you see this picture of my (lovely if I do say so myself) Tiger and think Okay, it another picture of her (lovely if you do say so yourself) Tiger. But...
With only a single bar left on the gas gauges, Kenny and I hopped off of the Blue Ridge Parkway in search of gas. After a few stabs at the screen, we followed the...
Though I had jotted Backbone Rock down on my list of things to see when we left home, sometimes the wind takes you elsewhere. In the days and miles that had already passed it...
Could there possibly be a better fast food chain facade than the one used by Pal’s? Nahhh, I don’t think so. Can you even handle the greatness of the big hot dog… the soda…?...
At this point, I think Kenny is just messing with me. When I followed the GPS and turned on Ridge Rd to head into the town of Helen, right there on the corner in...
North Carolina 209 has been dubbed “The Rattler” by locals. Now, if the image of a wiggly snake doesn’t get your motorcycle heart pumpin’ well, I just don’t know what would. I’d first read...
Okay, I know. I know, I know, I know. Every time that I see an amazing art car I go bananas and get all, “this is the greatest car in the universe!” But,… Muffler…...
Kenny and I made a quick stop in Cherokee, NC to snap a photo of a gent we’d passed many moons ago but never stopped for. The Cherokee Muffler Man: Handsome, right? And look...
Some time around midday I pulled us off of the BRP around Roanoke, Virginia. When we finally stopped at the first traffic light we’d seen all day, Kenny looked at me quizzically and slowly said,...
During the night I’d been awakened by rain pouring down the gutter drainpipe outside. It sounded like a steam train was chugging by our bedroom window with big whooshes of wind tearing through the...