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Daytripping to Mount Equinox in Vermont

Daytripping to Mount Equinox in Vermont

My dog Lilo licked my face, my eyelids slowly parted and I looked at the clock; 6:45.

On the weekends, I think she does this to see if I’m still breathing since I’ve slept “so late.” She helpfully wakes me up and then goes back to bed. Just checkin’ to see if you’re still alive, dude. On weekdays it’s still dark when I get up and she’s still snoring away by my feet.

Once my eyes open I find it very difficult to go back to sleep. On Sunday I tried to linger in bed thinking maybe I could catch a few more Zs. But the foreman inside my brain pulled the steam whistle. The wheels, belts and pulleys struggled to life and the thoughts began chugging down the conveyor belt.

Right Brain: “If you got up now, you’d have plenty of time to catch the 8:00 ferry.”

Left Brain: “But where would we go?”

Right Brain: “Dopey, you have a whole list of things you want to do. We can do anything, everything, even! Pick one and do it!”

Left Brain: “But what if I pick the wrong one?”

:::my whimsical, anything is possible, right brain sighs:::

Right Brain: “What’s wrong with you? How could you pick the wrong one when the list is full of right ones?”

And so I zeroed in on heading towards Mount Equinox in Vermont. I’d seen pictures of the view many times. It meant that I would have to ride through the Berkshires and Vermont. Jackpot! I set off on the ferry and made my way to New England.

While I was riding along route 7 in Vermont, I spotted this sculpture. I couldn’t resist stopping. It reminded me of my husband Kenny and I. He, a 40-something version of Calvin from Calvin and Hobbes and me with my out of control curls.

fuzzygalore and crudmop-like sculpture

Mount Equinox’s Skyline Drive is a private road. There is a $12 toll that you must pay at the tollhouse. As you work your way up the climb, there are a few pull offs to take in the view. This was my favorite:

fuzzygalore at mount equinox vermont

It was also where I dropped the new camera that I bought last month to replace the camera that I dropped while doing the Mason-Dixon Rally. Sadly the lens wouldn’t retract until I “helped” it. Then it wouldn’t extend. Using my mind powers, some creative language and a few quick bangs into the palm of my hand, the lens started working again. But, the focus? Not so much.

While I was messing around with my new broken camera I was also being eaten alive by flies. They were so maddening I had to put my helmet on and shut the visor with all but the tiniest of crack remaining so I didn’t suffocate in the 80+ degree heat. (I don’t know what that is in celsius. You’re on your own, rest of the world.)

The kicker is that not only do I have clips for my camera inside my jacket pocket:

But I also have a lanyard for around my neck specifically for my camera. Apparently both only work… when used. It just goes to show you that I am a master of self-sabotage.

Unfortunately, I can become fixated on things. I was so pissed off about my own idiocy that I didn’t enjoy my time at the top of the mountain nearly as much as I should have. Thems the breaks.

Thankfully the simple act of having to ride the 200 miles back to the ferry cleared my mind and kept me focused on the task at hand. Riding fixes everything.

Photos

Breakfast Ride to the Orient Country Store

Breakfast Ride to the Orient Country Store

Finding places to ride your motorcycle to where there are few people can prove to be challenging on Long Island. But the further east you go, the more elbow room you have. One of my favorite places to head to for both a clear mind and to grab a bite to eat is the Orient Country Store on the north fork.

the orient country store

When my wheels dip right onto Village Lane, it is almost as if I am someplace else. The ever-present hustle and bustle, the traffic, the McMansions of western Long Island are nothing but a memory. Thing on the east end feel… normal.

the orient country store

This morning, I hopped on the Enfield and headed out to this familiar spot to grab a coffee and some breakfast. It is such a treat to be able to sit on their front porch and watch people trickle in and out of the quaint store.

While sitting inside waiting for my breakfast sandwich, I eavesdropped on the other patrons in the store. Solely based on what I overheard from some other ladies who were in the store, I immediately felt like I am a weirdo who doesn’t “fit” with her peers. Granted, I am basing this impression on a mere snippet of conversation. That is no more fair for me to judge them based on that than it would be for them to do the reverse based on some arbitrary thing they saw me do or say.

One thing I DO know though, is that there are far too many young women who speak like monotone robots these days. What the hell is that all about?

“oh my god, karen, I am like, totally obsessed with your shoes.” vs. “Oh, My GOD, KAREN! I am like, TOTALLY OBSESSED with your SHOES!” See the difference? No? I’m probably just getting old.

friendly pup at the orient country store

I have decided that some of my favorite people that I meet while out riding around are dogs. They’re just the coolest 🙂

What’s Over That Last Hill? 20 Things I’ve Done in 2009

What’s Over That Last Hill? 20 Things I’ve Done in 2009

It’s that time of year when many of us start reflecting on the past 12 months that are coming to a close.

In 2009:

  1. I’ve learned a thing or two
  2. I went to Kentucky
  3. I found out why Pimmie is so awesome
  4. I said Goodbye to an old friend
  5. I Introduced Duc748 to a new one
  6. I like it better when you don’t think you know everything
  7. I further fortified the idea that you can find friendship in unexpected places
  8. I’ve unlearned a thing or two
  9. I was still working out my group riding demons
  10. I found out that your friends will still try to rope you into doing “dumb” things
  11. I have come to terms with my un-technical side, I can’t fix anything and don’t care to
  12. I didn’t wash my bike
  13. I found out that waterproof boots are what I’ve been searching for my entire life
  14. I began excitedly hatching a plan for a fall trip in 2010
  15. I got a new bike that made me really appreciate the Triumph
  16. I didn’t ride nearly as much as my imagination wanted me to
  17. I was happy to have Novos here
  18. I have been really happy for other people
  19. I saw some pretty excellent giant fiberglass vegetables, crustaceans, men and other assorted foods and animals
  20. I have loved that you’re still here reading and I thank you
Triumph Speed Triple and a Dirt Road
What comes next?

I can’t wait to see what is in store for 2010. Will it be a year of big changes, lots of road trips and good times with friends? I sure hope so.

This post is nothing without you:

  • What are your riding plans for 2010?
    New bike? Big trip?
    Let’s hear it!
Superficial Friday: Japan’s Bosozoku Motorcycle Style

Superficial Friday: Japan’s Bosozoku Motorcycle Style

Some would say that there is no accounting for taste.

I am strangely drawn to the look at photos and videos of Japan’s Bosozoku Motorcycle Gang culture.  The videos I have watched show a constant frenzy of revving noise, sparkling paint, crazy seats, ridiculous farings. All of it a strange and beautiful mishmash that I cannot tear my eyes away from.

A great collection of images can be found on this English-speaking site: Bosozoku Bikes

Bosozoku Bike
Bosozoku Bike

Do you think this subculture will ever pop up in the US? Are there already Bosozoku in your town?

Let’s hear what you have to say about the visual styling of these bikes! Yay or Yeaaaaa, ummmm… No.?

Moto Photo Blog-O-Rama Meme: The Long Road Home

Moto Photo Blog-O-Rama Meme: The Long Road Home

The gang outside of the Nada Tunnel in the Daniel Boone National Forest, Kentucky

As motorcyclists we most often look for the twistiest roads. Sometimes though, there is strange appeal in seeing a road that just fades straight off into the horizon. The flakey tree-huggin’ part of me thinks maybe roads like that look like endless, unimpeded possibility stretching on forever. Your mileage may vary.

Photo Meme: The Long Road Home

Do you wanna play Motorcycle Photo Blog-O-Rama?

  • Post one of your motorcycle-related photos that suit this photo meme on your own blog.
  • Caption or describe your photo. Tell us where and when it was taken. Maybe include an interesting note about it.
  • Encourage others to post their photos!
What is a Meme?
First things first. Meme, it sounds like team.
Here on the web, a meme is a popular or contagious idea or theme. You know, like LOLCats, a bunny with a pancake on it’s head or sad Keanu.

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