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Life is All Mail Pouch Barns and Rainbows

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 Mail Pouch barn that was flagged in my GPS as being close by. Kenny figured he’d tag along.

Across the valley hung dark clouds and sheeting rain. It looked like it was over the next hill but with bluer skies on it’s heels. My hope was that we’d stay just along the tail of the storm and keep dry. Wasn’t to be. As you can see, we caught up to the rain and it was coming down in buckets.

A Mail Pouch barn on Mail Pouch Road! Super jackpot 🙂

I was hoping to take a nice picture of my bike with the barn, but with the crown of the road I couldn’t find a spot to park it and be able to get my foot solidly on the ground to either get off the bike or put my sidestand down. Sometimes I forget that I’m not a giant. So? This was it the best I could do without toppling over. ::shrug:: oh well. It’ll do.

While I was finishing up with barn pictures, the rain let up and a gorgeous rainbow stretched cross the valley. We ended up chasing it just about all the way back to camp. Rainbows are wiley. You think think you get one step closer but they take two steps back keeping them forever just out of reach.

“Rain, rain, go away…. Kenny is regretting his decision to tag along with his ding-a-ling wife…” Pretty sure that’s how the song goes.

He may have in fact been afraid to look in my general direction so as not to incinerate me on the spot with his death-glare. Not a fan of riding in the rain, this one. So, let’s just concentrate on how foxy his bike is, okay? 😉

Seeing Rainbows and Other Riding Thoughts About Art

Seeing Rainbows and Other Riding Thoughts About Art

I followed the rainbow to its end and what did I find? A pot of gold? Aww, Hell NO – Hell 2 Da Naw Naw! I found a KTM. Insert swirly heart-shaped eyes emoji here.

Actually, I saw this mural when I was on my way to visit Calder’s Stegosaurus in Hartford. It kicked off a train of thought that’s nagged me many times over the last year or so. As a result of riding around and just looking at stuff, you draw many conclusions about people and the life that is lived in the places you pass through. Some of the conclusions you arrive at are right, some undoubtedly wrong, and for some maybe the truth is irrelevant.

Anyway, the rainbow mural made me think about how it seems like there is an economic divide that changes the way that neighborhoods or individual homes display art.

In lower-income areas, there’s a more ready acceptance of decorative expression on the exteriors of houses, on porches, in yards and on the sides of buildings. I’m not talking about just haphazard and shitty tagging – I mean people creating something they’re proud of displaying. It could be anything from painted birdhouses, signage, yard art or something that might end up listed on Roadside America. Even if you deem it to be lowbrow, right down to people decorating their houses for holidays.

As you start climbing up the economic ladder, neighborhoods become much more sanitized, more homogenized and manicured to the nth degree. Instead of displaying artwork outside, it moves indoors, moves in to frames or under spotlights and pieces becomes “important.” Occasionally, you’ll see a sculptural piece or a fountain outside but it seems that they’re kind of the exception. When is the last time you saw a blizzard of paper snowflakes or construction paper Valentine hearts taped to the windows of a McMansion?

As we move up the ladder do we lose our ability to love, display and enjoy making beautiful things just because?

Do you find this to be true in your travels?

 

Not Quite a Double Rainbow, But…

Not Quite a Double Rainbow, But…

… I was pretty excited about it anyway.

After riding around West Virginia all day, we made our way to Chambersburg, Pa. and got rooms for the night. It was there that a full rainbow stretched across the sky.

On one end of the bow, Denny’s.

All Rainbows lead to Dennys

On the other, a Gulf station.

Rainbow to Gulf Station

It had all the makings of a perfect Ride to Eat.

Eat here and get gas! 🙂

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