Space, The Final Frontier – These are the Voyages of the Fuzzship Tigerprise
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...
Tagged: southern tour 2012
Beware – It’s The Devils Road!
I finally spotted one of the 666 routes. This one was in Virginia: I have this other photo of the route sign that I wasn’t originally going to post. I kinda sorta realized that...
Day 7: Mixed Nuts and a Reformed Jackass on the Loose in West Virginia
If you’ve been playing along at home then you may recall that I’ve noted that Kenny isn’t the most observant guy in the world, what with that whole failure to notice goats on the...
Snapshot: Southern Trip Souvenirs
Aside from the memories and photos that I take home from any trip, along the way I pick up postcards, brochures, stickers and name-specific “junk” and shove it in my bag as I go....
Day 6: The Motorcycle Adventures of the Bearded Lady
While doing our pre-ride once over, we found that my plugged tire had dropped nearly 10 pounds of pressure overnight. We gave the mushroom plug one last tug to try to pull the seal...
Roadside Snapshot: The Big Little Apple of Thaxton, Virginia
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...
Day 5: Stung on the Back of the Dragon
When Kenny and I rolled away from Backbone Rock, we hooked a right in the town of Damascus, Virginia and followed route 58 into the mountains. There were several times throughout the 9 days...
Check One Off The To Do List: Backbone Rock
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...
Roadside Sights: Pal’s Sudden Service
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…?...
Day 5: TN421 – Grabbing the Snake by the Tail
Some great motorcycle roads take on a life of their own in the collective consciousness of the motorcycle world. When you talk about The Dragon, The Crest, or Stelvio, curve lovers nod their head...
Snapshot: My Navigation System
While we are on the road, my habit of waking up at 0’dark-thirty doesn’t take a vacation. Instead it is during those quiet hours when I am the only one who is awake that...
Sights From the Road: Goats on the Roof
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...
Day 4: NC 209 With a Little Luck
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...
Day 4: We Had Georgia on Our Minds
On Monday night, after we’d rolled into a hotel in Franklin, North Carolina not an hour passed before the skies went dark and we watched the rain pelt our motorcycles parked outside of our...
Sights From the Road: Greatest Car in the Universe v4.0 – Mufflermobile
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…...
Sights from the Road: The Cherokee Muffler Man
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...
Day 3: Wheels Through Time Museum – Photo Gallery
Wheels Through Time The Museum that Runs Just a hop, skip and a jump off of the Blue Ridge Parkway in Maggie Valley, NC is an American treasure – the Wheels Through Time museum....
Day 3: The Highest Elevation on the Blue Ridge Parkway Motor Road
The Blue Ridge Parkway’s highest elevation sign is found at the Richard Balsam Overlook, Milepost 431. When we stopped to snap a quick photo, it occurred to me that we didn’t have many miles...
Day 3: Blue Ridge Parkway Pit Stop – Breakfast at Mount Mitchell
When I approached the Mount Mitchell State Park sign, it was like the wheels of my bike turned in to the entrance on their own. The past few times we’ve been on the southern...
