Void Rally 11: Route Planning Update
Or non-update as it were. This is the point in the program where I am supposed to tell you that after my last post, I am now solidly in to my route and feeling...
VOID Rally 11: The Doubt Phase
Seemingly random pins on a map… different colors, different point values, all perplexing. That’s what I’ve got to use to put together a route for my Void Rally 11 ride. The object is to...
Life is All Mail Pouch Barns and Rainbows
While Kenny and I were in Millhall, Pennsylvania for the Seven Mountains Dualsport/Adventure Ride, on Saturday afternoon after we’d scampered through the forest, I decided to head back out to get a look at...
A Quick Check-In – I’m Alive and Well!
Whoops. It’s been 20 days since I posted anything. It isn’t that I haven’t had anything to talk about. Quite the contrary, really. I’ve done a few dualsport events, crashed twice during said dualsport...
Bull Durham Ghost Ads and a Pink Elephant
Like a dumbbell, I brought my (3rd partially broken) point-n-shoot camera with its nifty 30x zoom with me… but failed to charge the battery. One day I’ll get this all right, but this? This...
Red Rose and Crossing the Border at the Banana Curve
After leaving the Marie Antoinette Overlook, I continued on Route 6 to the town of Towanda, Pennsylvania. My next stop would be for some breakfast at the lovely time capsule The Red Rose Diner....
The View From The Marie Antionette Overlook
On the surface you might look at things like Instagram as a time wasting folly. But I’ve come to realize that as superficial as my scanning of photos may seem, it also provides me...
The Route 6 Giant Chicken Army
It’s been a while since I posted any news from the front lines of the Giant Chicken Army. But that is about to change, my friend. On Route 6 in the town of Wyalusing,...
Making My Way Toward Route 6
When I woke up and looked out the window, there was a cool fog hanging over everything. The world around me was still asleep when I set off for the day. Because it’s August...
Unlocking the Magic Inside Kellam’s Bridge
It was a good thing that I continued riding along River Road. It was not was not in fact closed as the sign had said. Or at least it was not impassable on the...
Riding River Road Along the Delaware
Where the Wallerville Road ended in Equinunk, I picked up River Road and followed it south. For a mile or two I was chugging along behind a van than was towing a trailer full...
Following the Dirt Road Along Factory Creek
On Saturday morning, I set off from Hancock, NY following a track on the GPS that my friend Joe had given to me. Other than being told that it was a loop of dirt...
A Slow Start to a Saturday Ride
On Friday night, I fell asleep before 9pm. It was probably a combination of things that knocked me out. I was up before the sun, I spent the afternoon riding in the oppressive heat...
Oh Deer – Dirt Roads and Deposit
After visiting the Starrucca Viaduct I bummed around the backroads, not straying very far. I had to watch my odometer. In an act of luminescent brilliance I left my wallet back in the RV....
I Revved My Engine But He Just Sat There Like A Log
When I first passed this guy on the bench I thought, wow, what a beautiful view by that little fishin’ hole. But the deep recesses of my brain must’ve recognized that something wasn’t quite...
Ghost Sign: Fletcher’s Castoria – Hancock, NY
This Fletcher’s Castoria ghost ad can be seen on Wheeler Street in Hancock, NY. Another ride, another roadside thing, another rabbit hole to fall down and research. Other than being able to confidently make...
Visiting the Starrucca Viaduct – Lanesboro, PA.
As the crow flies it isn’t far from the town of Hancock, New York where I was staying, to the town of Lanesboro, Pennsylvania. That’s where the Starrucca Viaduct is. In May of 2015...
Heading to Hancock – Packing Up and Rolling Out
For the last few years, Kenny has been going to the annual Hancock Quarry Run in Hancock, New York. Though it is listed as a dual sport, it is widely regarding as one of...
Plan A Is Only A Small Part Of The Story
When I was writing the post about using Mid-Atlantic lighthouses as a ride destination, I kept thinking about what really happens when you plan to go and see a “thing.” When the ride is done and dusted, that thing you...