Yesterday, Sunday June 27th, we took our first looooooooong road trip with the NJ Road Riders motorcycle club. The route took us up along the PA side of the Deleware, across to New York where we went through Port Jervis, up a winding road to a high overlook called Eagles Nest. We could see the High Point Monument in NJ through very hazy air. The return trip took us through High Point, south through NJ, to home.
It was a hot, hot day. Because we opt to wear heavy safety gear we sweated to excess all day long. Safety can have a price. Although we had plenty of water on board you can't drink unless you are stopped.
I feel like the 'hobo' rider because we bungee the cooler to our luggage rack (the saddlebags are supposed to come today).
I am always amazed how the smell of a badly rotting carcase of a dead deer will get through to you as you pass by. It's actually quite awful. It seems to linger longer than the stench of a skunk and on a bike there's no avoiding it, no escaping it.
It was a hot, hot day. Because we opt to wear heavy safety gear we sweated to excess all day long. Safety can have a price. Although we had plenty of water on board you can't drink unless you are stopped.
I feel like the 'hobo' rider because we bungee the cooler to our luggage rack (the saddlebags are supposed to come today).
I am always amazed how the smell of a badly rotting carcase of a dead deer will get through to you as you pass by. It's actually quite awful. It seems to linger longer than the stench of a skunk and on a bike there's no avoiding it, no escaping it.