Girlie Motorcycle & Road Trip Blog
Full tank. Wandering heart.
The mermaids of legend were said to enchant men with their nubile beauty and alluring song. They were notorious for running ships aground or luring sailors to their demise into the seas. Along the Massachusetts and New York border, I spied this curious piece of yard art. Just as in legend, this mermaid lured me in to come ever closer to her. ::Read On::
While out west, we stumbled upon a stretch of road called the King Range National Conservation Area also known as ‘The Lost Coast’. Before leaving for California, I had never even heard of it. I discovered the Lost Coast, reading a small local paper during our trip.
Be Prepared to see more than you expect – You
In July of 2009 Kenny and Fuzzy set of to take part in the annual Ramapo 500 road tour.
While in Reykjavik we went on a super jeep tour with Nature Explorer. We visited waterfalls, glaciers and black sand beaches on the south shore of Iceland.
Out in the very lunar-like landscape sits one or Reykjavik most significant tourist draws. The Blue Lagoon spa. A littel slice of hot water heaven that is not to be missed.
The sheer power of Gullfoss waterfall is something to behold as you walk down the windy spray filled path to stand at the edge of the falls. A bajillion gallons of water go rushing by, clean and blue as you stand just a dozen feet away, wind whipping your face. It’s absolutely stunning to stand so close to such power.
Reykjavik felt more like a suburb, like a far less dense and congested Queens, moreso than a major city. At times we found ourselves walking alone on streets that were lined with single family dwellings. Even within the town center there were moments when we were alone. Though it was the Easter holiday time, think about how often that happens in Times Square. Mmm… never? With less than 400,000 residents you’ve got a lot of elbow room in Iceland. I loved that part.
What I knew of Iceland before I left was that it was a naturally rugged and raw, beautiful place. For about a year now it has been dancing on my subconscious as place I must visit soon. Life has a funny habit of passing you by in a blink so when opportunity knocked on my email box this past March I thought it best to take the leap. And with that, off we went in to the red sunrise…
Photographs from a day trip to Thingvellir National Park during our visit to Iceland in April 2009.
I was surprised to see a very large population of motorcycle riders around Reykjavik. It really drove home the idea that people are the same everywhere. Squids, crusty old pirates, adventure guys… all the usual suspects, just waaaaaaay up north. The Reykjavik police have it good, wouldn’t you say? Check out one of their FJRs:
We just returned from our vacation in Iceland last night. Pics and words to follow soon. Stay tuned!
Sequoia National Park in June of 2008 was the first time that I’d ever laid eyes on what it really means to see a big tree. They’re so huge that it’s quite difficult to capture them in pictures because you can’t actually get the whole tree into the frame and then on top of that you don’t have much to compare to size-wise if you do.
In some ways you don’t really know the value of your travels until they are left behind in the clouds of dust that swirl around in your memory. My trip to California in June...
…in a long line of One Finger Salutes. photo courtesy of drdaytona Choosing the correct salute is imperative. My go-to salute is often a well-timed combination of honking followed by a single finger coupled...
Found in Redding, California the Sundial Bridge is a pedestrian footbridge built by Santiago Calatrava. Seeing this was one of the daliances that I had when we were riding in California. You wouldn’t think that riding would help to feed my love of art and architecture, but so far its been a nice way to get out and see things 🙂
Yes, I know that none of these pictures are very good, but for me they are serving a purpose. After witnessing such an awful event in losing Michael and Cindy last week I felt...
Photogrpaphs from stopping in to check out the Nickwackett Garage in Pittsford Vermont
Though it may be difficult to read in the photo I’ve posted, this is the Lord’s Prayer (the unabridged version) chiseled into a rock. I guess my trip to Vermont over the weekend was...
As I was riding along near Salisbury, Vermont I rather unexpectedly passed this giant gorilla holding a Volkswagon Beetle.
