motorcycle trips

TAT Gear Test (Day 1,2,3 and 4) - 909 miles

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The first section of the ride we started after work. We rode to Wolf Gap camp ground in VA, just over Interstate 81. Then we proceed to follow the GPS Kevin route of the Trans American Trail section 6 ~ 10. We never actually road section 10, as the time we spent on the other road was taking too long. So we only did 1-9. I was fully loaded down, with everything I needed for the road for the rtw trip. The windshield was a drag on the freeway, consistently peeling back every 5 minutes. The dromedary bag worked like magic though. I tried to fit the Lone Rider tent in the 22 liter dryspec double end bag. It is "JUST" big enough. Which means its a very tight squeeze. I ended up with the poles and the others misc stuff in the top box. Not sure if I like the set up. 

Went through this heard, this cow stood there for a good while. I waited for it to go away before I rode across, I didn't want to be tipped over by a cow. The roads on the TAT route is ever changing. Gravel to dirt, to forest road. The changing visual is quite spectacular. 

There are a lot of stuff on the road, hurdles to run around. We also followed to a dead end that was on the track. It seem the prior road is now private and gated. It really isn't very far, we could see the road we are suppose to be on just over the tree lines, but we didn't want to be shot at, so we turned around and went for a different route. 

The landscape changed again, then we went back in a forest and found this huge rattle snack in the middle of the road. I can definitely feel the weight of the bike fully loaded on the trail. I found that I'm loosing space in my giant loop diablo tank bag. Its the perfect size bag, its just too small to fit everything I want to fit, so I think I will end up getting the pannier pockets from them as well. I have my spare sena charging up front, sun glasses, and misc paperwork as well as ear plugs and tire gauge. With the phone charging on it as well, the space is pretty tight. I need space for locks and other security items I want to carry. 

The elevation climbed pretty high, and I began to wonder if I worn enough. It was getting rather chilly. I definitely need a new jacket and outfit for the trip. The windshield is really bothering me now. It was rather rainy the second day the lone rider tent was a total pain to put in the 22 liter bag. Like it hurt my fingers trying to stuff it in. I'm really reconsidering using that bag. 

The windshield finally bothered me enough. I should have never tried to make it myself. Not that I couldn't have done it, it just a waste of time and too much trouble shooting. A lot of modification are better off just purchased, because unless you intend to sell a bundle after your r&d, the time consumed and the failure of prototype easily surpasses the amount of just purchasing something already done and made. I ended up spending nearly 30 bucks on the shield and a good 2 - 3 hours playing around with it. I would have saved a total of 50 bucks if it worked perfect, but it turned out I just threw 30 bucks in the trash. Or I try again and spend another 30 dollars... I decided to cut my loses. I decided to get the parabellum shield. 

We saw the rain coming and stayed at the top of a mountains for a bit to wait out the heavy part of the storm. Finally, we rode on the track, there was a great photo moment. While I hate inclement weather as much as the next motorcyclist, I have to say it makes the best of the photos. Just like when I was going up mount evans road, it was so much more impressive when the storm was rolling in. We had to clean some debris off the road to keep going. There was a tree in the middle that just fell. 

We turned around on section 9, instead of keep going on to section 10. We rode the hungry mother state park, in VA or otherwise know as back of the dragon. This was where I crashed the BMW years ago. It seems so much less exciting than the first time I was here. As they say, adventure is like a drug, eventually you get used to seeing everything, and you need to take it up a notch. Maybe that's why I am going RTW, or maybe there is some other reason. 

We finally got to camp at an old campsite we had once used. They have a music jamboree there, We also road our bikes in a maze that we weren't suppose to. They were really cool about it, and laughed at us, instead of scolding us. It was a good group. I'm convinced I cant carry my tent in the 22 liter bag. I'll just have to use the bag for something else. It was simply too tight of a fit and even if I did manage to do it properly, I'll eventually rip the tent putting it away. I'll just use my 40 liter bag and depress it when its done. It will collapse down to the same size, but it'll be much easier to pack. 

Final shots. Lots to think about ,in terms of gear and tools. Pretty content with the setup, but I think there are a few touch ups I need to finesse such as the warp 9 starter cap, the windshield, 8 mm long socket for a 3/8 drive, tent bag, and that's all I remember for now. 

Pine Barren 2017 (Day 1 and 2) - 493 miles

We took the free way and head out to the Pine Barrens. This trip was with me, Chris and Jeff. The ride there wasn't very exciting, its simply a free way slab. When we got to the Pine Barrens, Chris wanted to do some wild camping. Jeff was too worry about getting fined. We ended up doing a campsite and paying 20 a night for the site, and I wasn't too bothered by it, because it was also the first time I was going to setup my Lone Rider tent. I didn't want to contend with other variables. 

Next morning, Jeff's tire was flat. He had flat he patched before and it someone spun another leak and it was super flat. We finessed it on the spot. It took a lot of the time in the morning, but this was exactly the type of trip we need, to do stuff on the side of the road with the tools we have. It was gear test trip after all. Well mainly for me, since Jeff really have nothing for the trip yet. But he used my bead breaker and we were able to get the tire up and running. 

The pine barren was very interesting. You literally driving on the road, and trails are just on the side of you, you can turn in any where anytime. We took quite a few route. With the bike fully loaded minus only the tent , The bike was a bit of struggle to work with. Our homemade windshield worked okay on the way up, and I was contemplating on fashioning some kind of support as the sticky comes off semi frequently over 65 mph. I rode into a puddle and it literally just got stuck. I stood up and walked off the bike and took a picture. It took all three of us to pull it out. Lesson 1 - don't ride into a mud ditch, its not a jeep. A lesson I had to learn again. Second thing I noticed was that I needed a quick access side stand plate. I made one homemade, but honestly it just sucks. Two can be had on ebay for less than 6 dollars, so I bought one later on. On this occasion on the sad, I used one of my mirrors to make sure the bike doesn't sink, but it was a totally pain to stand the bike up and then get on while balancing it. 

Later on, I was being the hero and rode through a thin mud strip and I slid over 40 ft. No injury, but the box was tweaked. We were able to bend it back. I added a few more tools to my tool bag list, after finding out what tools I needed for the fix. All it all, it was definitely worth the experience. I'm also sold on the hard case, because of the case, my leg did not even hit the ground or have any injuries. 

Deals Gap 2015 (Day 4) - 413 miles

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We took our way up to Interstate 81, slab back as fast as we could. Then I was over confident of my Ducati, and ran out of gas. When we got back too early, we decided to take 211 up the mountain pass, through Luray. The Ducati fired up no issue the second gas was in, it didnt skip a beat. 

Here are some pro-shots at the Dragon. 

Deals Gap 2015 (Day 3) - 363 miles

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We rode interstate 40 to Deals Gap skipping the rest of the blue ridge parkway for the return. We made one pass to the gap and took our photo and slab back and headed back on the blue ridge up towards Boone, where we ended the night. 

Deals Gap 2015 (Day 2) - 486 miles

We did many miles today. I got over 190 miles on third tank on the Hyperstrada. We took the blue ridge parkway all the way down. If we were on 81, it might not have been a lot of miles, but on the blue ridge parkway 486 miles is a lot of miles for one day. At the end of the days ride, things were even more complicated by the rain. We put on our rain gear, and it cleared up, we took it off and it rained again. By the time we were closing down the day, it was constant rain, and the sky has darken. It was not a very exciting ride and the going was slow as visibility was poor. We finally ended in Asheville, in a Days Inn just off of interstate 40.  

Deals Gap 2015 (Day 1) - 115 miles

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Two weeks before I was slated to take a student tour group to Europe for 21 days. I bought a new Ducati. I wouldn't say I was addicted to the motor, but I definitely yearn for the way the Ducati twin road after I sold my Monster 800 to Jeff. I have always wanted to buy another Ducati, and when Josh told me he could hook me up with the dealership at him house, I couldn't pass up the deal. It was a 2014 model, and we are mid way through the year. The bike was sold to me as the salesmen state "we didn't make a penny off this sale". 

I rode off, what must be the deal of the century for a new bike. It was still in the crate, and they had to assemble it. I waited a bit and went home on my brand new Ducati. 

Just a week before I left for my trip, I decided that I would take a super quick trick down to Deals Gap, because my summer student tour was going to take 21 days and therefore I wouldn't have any days left for me to take another trip when I return. I rode with to Jeff's house, then we went down to Lake Anna and stayed at Josh's lake house. Josh's place was very convenient, its the only place we can ride to after work and still shave over 100 + miles of the trip with a great lodging with all the creature comforts. 

Colorado and Utah Summer 2016 Go Pro Highlight Reel

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Total Mileage 4803

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Truck Mileage 3455

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Dr650se Mileage 1348

Day 1 

Mount Evans Road

Rampart Range Road

Day 2

Pikes Peak

Day 3

Animas Fork

Ophir Pass

Day 4

Geyser Pass

Arches National Park

Day 5

Moab

Day 6

Dolores Triangle Safari Route

Colorado and Utah Summer 2016 Day 5 - 196 miles

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196 easy miles going over Geyser Pass. Utah was pretty quick to come up. A little bit of slab and we arrive without any drama

Geyser pass starts with lots of wild life. No fence. We saw deer and cows either crossing the road of on the road. This random lake that infested with swarms of flies or mosquito. We didn't stay long enough to find out. Very mild but fun off-road

We come into Utah, into Spanish valley

Arches National Park.  We rode in Arches until the sun is down around 9 pm.

The go pro didn't capture the night footage very well. Some what disappointed. We went down a gravel road at the end of arches. It was a short 4x4 trail but it was pretty fun. We went total hooligan style with minimal protective gear. Lol. Disturbingly it didn't bother me at all. The heat will be crazy tmr, when we are hitting the trails on Moab. Until then, our days are shorter and I'm too excited of the next day to really have any time to reflect. For now, it'll be picture story.

Go pro picture will be sift through, but right now there are like 5 mil of them, and unless I get back really early I can't get through them all.

Colorado and Utah Summer 2016 Day 4 - 106 miles

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Our adventure yesterday was nearly all dirt, other than the stretch of 550 coming down from Ouray. There are tunnel passing is all over the highway

We try the alpine trail head on, It wasn't anything we haven't done. But last time we rode up heavy incline and huge rocks, we dropped our bikes a few times. We decided we want to not break out bikes since we still have Moab to hit.... little did we know as we learn from others on the road later on, that was the hardest part. And it flattens out when you crest the top. 60% up the crest, before we turn around. If we kept up with it another 100 ft we probably would have seen it clearing up.

These guys on these large KTM 1190 rode up some sketchy passes. Makes us look like newbies. I was telling Jeff, all these guys out here are like 50-60 year old men. We also find that a lot of them are motocross riders at their younger age. I really have wished I had those experiences when I was younger. I either be more beast now, or dead. Lol.

On our way to Animas Forks. We also met a few guys on smaller bikes, drz400, ktm, etc and they chatted us up, and we end up at the same lunch spot. They show us the trail maps and where to go since they have done some of the stuff already in the past. They also assure us Ophir road was doable. It was obviously a mountain pass that cut through the mountain. We knew it will be rocky and steep.

Ophir Pass beginning. And it got interesting fast. 

Lots of blind hairpins with steep incline. We eventually made to the top of Ophir Pass. There was very windy at the top. 

Heading down is very scary. Its changing your underwear scary. The scenery however, is unlike anything I have experienced. The Switzerland of America, is what they call this place. Having been there two years ago, I have to say its just as impressive. Kids here are also slow. 

We arrive in Telluride. We also ate light on the road. We end up at Angler inn just outside of Placerville. Very nice place.

Not really in the mood to blog about things. I'll probably write more when we get into Moab today. :) Enjoy the picks

Colorado and Utah Summer 2016 Day 3 - 309 miles

Today was our travel day. We thought it was going to be rather mundane traveling day.... boy were we wrong. Route 50, yes the same route 50 from MD, was absolutely jaw dropping beautiful. 100 miles from mountain passes to open fields, twisty long sweepers to rivers and reservoirs. It was glorious.

We started the day getting ready. Left around 9:30. We quickly reached Pikes Peak check point. It was much colder up pikes peak than Mt Evans probably due to the fact we were there earlier in the morning.

We ate lunch at local deli in woodland park. They had this posted in the deli, don't know if this is genius or ....

There were so many off road passes along the way, on route 50, but we really couldn't take them if we wanted to get to our destination any time before 9.

We arrived at Ouray, CO. Apparently they are know for hot springs... who knew lol

It was a long day. We were both exhausted upon arrival. The long stretch of elevation climb and 65 mph speed limit really put the Doctor to its speed limits. Its most comfortable at 55 to like 63. Anything higher is easier with tail wind, or constant 3/4 throttle. I was constant 3/4 throttle for a long stint. I ended up with 42 mpg, Jeff got 44 mpg. Our typical was 52 and 54 mpg. HUGE drop. Upon elevation climb above 8, 000 - 11,000 the more we go up the more we had to be on constant throttle to stay up to speed. You can feel the lost of power in the engine.

Ouray was very much similar to eureka springs, down in the valley and in the base of the mountain surrounding us. It was amazing. Lots of locals here, very interesting atmosphere. People are really friendly. I always wonder in the small town. Do the people just come to the same bar every night? I really could move out here, ride every day. Explore the wild west.

More to ponder for another day. Video takes a bit to go through, I'm still trying to find a way to quickly do it, and post them.

Colorado and Utah Summer 2016 Day 2 - 195 miles

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Our track for the first day landed us 195 miles and ended in Colorado Springs. We took route 6 as suggested by our local host. It was magical. We will take it on the way back via returning to Denver and put up some video footage.

Pat is our host for the truck, and gave us some tips of where to go. Just randomly trusting someone you don't know, and being completely okay with it, is liberating. It frees us from preconception of prejudice and fear we have accumulated over the years. Our fears and negative experience become our prejudice, each and everyone has it, it is our natural adaptation to survive. But as we become older, and accumulate more things in our psyche, our lives become more and more narrow. And dare I say, more and more prejudice. (i'll follow up with a more detail post, flushing out this opinion later)

Truck in driveway, in a safe place. We even store our drinks and ramp in his garage.

Idaho Springs, I saw the hotel I stayed at 4 years ago. It's quite exciting recognizing things from the past. Then we went up Mount Evans Road

We break intermittently as we climb the elevation to avoid altitude induce sickness. This is around 12000 or 13000 feet. We had to put some layers on as well, due to the fact its getting colder and colder, and we saw some ice on the way up. My Dr with the aftermarket filter from pro-cycle, fuel screw adjustment, and needle up a notch is running like a beast all the way to the top. My snack was about to explode on its own, I had to open it and eat a bunch.

We hiked o the top, some dude ask Jeff if the water pack was an oxygen tank, and if he had bad lungs. lolol

We made it, some young girl volunteered herself for our photo op while I was trying to use the selfie stick. It was really nice of her.

The weather is amazing. Last time I was up here, there was all kinds of cloud. Today I could see all the peaks from the observation deck. That and I was a lot more prepare for the cold atop the mountain. This made the trek up much much more enjoyable when I was at the peak. Experience does pay off.

Cactus Jack, live music, good food, and even better location. I should just move here. Nothing wrong with the east coast, but around here in the mountains is where I feel the most alive.

Rampart range road. Incredible amount dirt road, that goes on for infinity. What's even more impressive is that the park is a terrain park for off road sports. So all along the trail to the left and right you can see people running the trails on their dirt bikes. 

Jeff also helped some local with directions. Yes.... you heard that right, he was helping out a local who was lost.

Ended at garden of the gods. Great day, Whats even more awesome, is that we went at closing and when we are coming out, the cop ask Jeff to run into the park with his bike and get everyone out. I'll have to edit the footage on the go pro at a later date to post. It was pretty epic. Riding your bike in the garden of the gods. Probably the one and only time in history. Lol .

Colorado and Utah Summer 2016 Day 1 + 2 - 1743 mi

First day, we started when Jeff got off work. I thought, I was going to have plenty of time, since I got out of work around 3, but instead I had to drive back to work, because I left the charge cord for my laptop there. So, when he showed up at 7:30 I just got ready no more than 15 min sooner. Packing is always an interesting art, no matter how many times you do it, there is always a chance that something will be forgotten. We drove over 24 hours straight. Made a few pit stops, and made it just a little later than anticipated.

We left at 7:30 PM from college park. Our first stop for gas, was around 10:37, we were so tire from working a full day. After I took over I only drove 75 miles, and I had to take a nap. Jeff napped an hour as well and offer to take over. And he trucked on.... literally. Our roles reversed during the break of dawn. I did more rounds than he did. But after breakfast we were much better

We stopped at the Arches. Then the sun fully risen

When we reached Kansas, we stopped at their famous Joe Kansas BBQ. To our surprise it was very much like mission BBQ in style. The food was amazing!

We finally arrived at 10:30 at Pat's place. We don't know pat, we simply corresponded via online. Via Facebook. He has offer to let us park our truck at his house in his driveway. He was up waiting for us when we arrive. Help us unload the bikes into his garage for safe keeping for the night. We drove to La quinta hotel just around the corner. Accommodations are excellent.

The motorcycling culture of helping others, but even more so, trusting others by simply believing the best in others is something we lack so much in this world. Actions of humanity speak far more than ideologies of change. As I debate many controversial topic with my colleagues and friends over the recent events unfolding in the news, I know one thing to be true. Everyone has an opinion, and many people do not agree. but the question is not about whether we agree or not. It is about what will you do moving forward to support others to make this world less segregated. And the question that people often never asked is, what I am doing now "does it just feel right? or does it actually solve the problem?".

2014 Eastern Mountain Pass - Day 8 - 200 miles TRIP END

This is the final blog, although tmr is technically the last day, we are only going to get up and get breakfast and go home. 

Here is us getting ready. The day before the day you go home always sucks. Not because the ride wasn't good, but because I'm running through my head the 5 million things that awaits me... Mow the lawn, apply for those classes, pick up the salvage ducati and send in for the check, shop for a new bike, hair cut, and a myriad of things awaiting me. 

Here we have a field of old machines for farming. Josh is showing off his package... Rofl. Yes we are 12. Then this turkey came to check out the bikes. We ended at the bridge overlooking the stream.

2nd day of BBQ, josh is our grill master. He had a better picture with the Cabasa he didn't want me to post. Lol

As I hang out with josh and rob, both over a decade my senior, each with different upbringing and life experience, there was a sense of simplicity hanging out with them. One could say the trip was "sublime". Lol 

Our neighbors kids came and wanted to ride our bikes, so I picked them up and put them on my bike. They had a blast, although the older sister was freaking out. Granted I picked up a random kid without the parents permission, and he was fiddling on my bike that could of broken things... Kids are masters at breaking things, ask me how I know. But will this boy remember getting on a big sports bike, or will he remember that he was told not to.

 Living in the litigious city environment one can easily get too caught up in all the little 'cya' precautions. What if the parents sue me because thier kid fall off my bike, what if they break my bike who do I sue, what if he cries and freak out, what if he cut himself. With that logic we can also ask, what if a meteor hits the bike blow up the kid while he was sitting on it. Or a massive earthquake shakes the bike and kills the kid when the bike landed on top of him... -_-

We have taken so much of what makes learning fun in our schools. As I remmeber talking to Shelly, when she regale me on her former days of building bird houses and engaging the kids in learning beyond the English textbook, I look at my students in thier classrooms today learning what we call "common core" or really a system to make all learning environment the same. While on paper it looks fantastic, but in reality it couldn't be less engaging. In fact, if you are a student, and walking into a classroom and all you see whether it's English, science, math, or WS, all you see is a goal for the day, and then you have a warm up, and then you do a activity, it becomes a routine.

Sure you can make it "fun" one day and show the entire staff, but seriously try doing that everyday and every week. Students are bored, not because the subject is boring, but if you do the same routine for everything, anyone will lose thier focus or concentration. Or worst, thier interest.

I always rememeber my favorite teachers, they were different. They were characters in the most fantastic of ways. Mr L sang a song in chemistry, and some other times he gets you started on the lab right away, sometimes he messes with you and then boom middle of the class he tells you what ur doing. By today's "observation" of meeting standard for teachers, they would have failed him on a regular basis, but he was more influential and powerful as an educator for so many kids than the others who simply follow the curriculum. He quit because of the politics. 

My art teacher drove me to a chessmaster and paid him to teach me, because he saw potential in me at the time. He broke about 500 school rules, but really that was one of the most amazing experience I ever had. I still keep In touch with him even to this day.

As I watch teachers leave one after another, hoping another berth is the answer, and some retiring all together. These are phenomenal educators. They all have character differing from one another. But we have devalued them and micromanaged them looking for numbers to attach to success of the students. 

As I took this trip with josh and rob, I felt very little stress. I felt fit in, without feeling like an outsider. They joke around at my jokes as much I joke about theirs. Despite the generation gap, I have already planned the next summer Europe trip and the summer after doing the tat with both of them. 

Did we do some silly things and make jokes on stupid things ? Yes. Are we 12? Yes. Because we all need to be reminded that maturity does not fall within the spectrum of following the rule, in fact, we need to constantly revisit our inner child, and forget all the fear, apprehension, our scars, political correctness, social acceptability, and just have fun. 

As I always tell my students "you live everyday, but you only die once, so make it count" 

2014 Eastern Mountain Pass - Day 7 - 200 miles

Gotten ready to go at sleep inn. I put the remainder of the half quart in my bike. I think I might try a thicker oil, when I get back. We are only doing 200 some miles today. We rode on the wv road, and the trucks were going like 65 in a 50 zone, pretty awesomely fast.

We follow robs trusty gps and went on 15 miles of gravel. This windy back road state park, that is alll gravel. Pretty neat

Another shot of the gravel road. I'll have to say, the gravel didn't bother me at all anymore. When the rear end starts sliding, It kind of just feels natural. 

We got to lodging, this place is pretty nice. We empty the bags and went and got food and grocery. 

Kill two bottles of red and had some BBQ. Just one more day of fun, and I gotta go home. I really don't like going home. 

2014 Eastern Mountain Pass - Day 6 - 200 miles

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We knew it was gonna be a mega downpour today. After we gas up and got on our way, we headed to the back of the dragon. The same place I dumped my bike two years ago. This will be interesting... 

Didn't take much photos today. Took a photo of the road sign. They have this painted in quite a few places. We road it very slow, since it was raining rather hard on and off. We had all our gears on, so it wasn't that bad. 

We stopped at a Spanish food place. Had to strip down. 

We went down the side roads, but the road was closed, so we ended up going on this very tiny road, for 6 miles of half asphalt and gravel fun. We even ended at this place where we are under this gigantic bridge. Look at all the grafitti on the wall.

After thinking about the Ducati, I'm rather annoyed. I set up the Ducati in the last year with everything needed for over night and vacation. I learn all the service needed for the bike, and I dressed it up with mirrors, cans, and seat. I even order tires for this trip. Now I'll have to start all over. The duke is a bit small for me, but getting a new bike and figuring out which one, it's just another thing to do I didn't have on my agenda. I then have all these parts to unload. Sigh.... 

It was a fun day, we ate at apple be like three times the last two days... Or was it twice... I don't really remember. I'll try to write more reflection tmr. I'll gonna mull over this bike issue. 

2014 Eastern Mountain Pass - Day 5 - 200 miles

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We left Fontana and road through to the smokey mountains. 

The smokey mountain was beautiful scenery. Steam was rising off the mountain at every corner. 

My ninjas... Because after I show them this vid from Leonard http://youtu.be/5Ns-kXeQCMk

I ran up the rock, and this girl was talking to her friend who struggles to get up the rock, "he just made it up so easily" as I ran pass them. 

We didn't go all the way to the sumit because we wanted to beat the rain coming.... Long behold we didn't beat the rain. 

After a long period of rain and traffic, we made some fun taking photos on the highway. Rob sleeping at the wheel. When we finally camp out we went and got food. Everyone threw on jeans and sneakers and went hooligan style. 

So I found out that my ducati is officially totaled. They are giving me decent amount of money for my bike. They even let me take off all my performance parts off. I schedule to do that next Tuesday. I'm pretty excited for a "do over". I called Phaedon and Jeff to see if either of them want the buy back on the bike. So we will see. 

2014 Eastern Mountain Pass - Day 4 - 200 miles

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Today we started at the same time around 9:00 ish. 

I burned nearly a quart of oil over the last two days. That's pretty annoying, it is one of the niggling thing about this boxer motor that bother me even more than the stupid transmission spline failures. My ducati never burn a drop of oil in 4500 miles I put on it. Where the BMW needs half a quart every 500 miles. All boxer motors are the same, they eat oil. So it's not this specific design or model or brand, the opposable twin all eat oil. In a car that might be blah blah, you can carry a whole 10 gallon in the trunk if you are that paranoid, but lugging around a quart of oil, and what seemingly like I need another one, is utter ridiculous.

Our first stop was the water fall. Josh and rob been here, but I haven't so is was really neat for me. I washed my face and hair and cooled off my Daniese cooling shirt. We basically head out 28 and just wind up all the way through 28. It was some really nice roads. 

I got most of it on the go pro, which I promptly erased. Cause it kind of was boring fotos of the road. I got a few good ones. 

We had lunch at a standalone diner that was on the way to the dragon. We were talking about how this place is new, and Josh ask the waitress "how long has this been here?" "30 + years" was our answer. So basically it was here before I was born. ROFL. Pretty funny. 

 I got a catfish sandwich. The food was actually really good. Service was pretty.... Slow. 

We met a guy on a triumph tiger 800. He is apparently a photographer. When he was asking rob for some roads in West Virginia... He pulled out a note pad... Not like a nice note pad, of like a traveler, but like one of those note pad you see at a general store in the middle of no where, they don't accept credit card, and when you go up to the counter the cashier pulls out a tattered little booklet where he writes down what's he's sold in the store for a month. It's that type of note pad. Hahahaha

You meet the wierdest people. At the gas station, this guy came over from his truck and was mesmerized at the go pro josh had in front of his bike. He was like "WOW what is that! Is that like... " I don't remmeber what he said, but it definitely amazed him that this high tech thing exist... -_-' 

We came back and decided to run the dragon. We went to the overlook and turn around. Super tired. Rob just left us in the dust. I road the same pace I usually do, albeit I felt kind of off, I knew I shouldn't have eaten those chili cheese fries for lunch. Too late now. Anyways I made it alive. 

When we got back to the cabin, I finally got a call from the adjuster of the final verdict on my ducati. Except he called me at 4:45 when he is off at 5. So I'll have to call him tmr morning. To be honest, I always knew and felt the ducati makes me look like a monkey humping a football. The bike is too small. But I wanted a classic monster ever since the beginning of time. If they total it now I might be alright with it. I'm ready for another change. 

We take so many things for granted living in the city. Everyone has an iPad, iPhone etc, present company included. When we are at home, it becomes an inseperable part of us, as if we can not live without such life entertainment. It was something I never had growing up until college. Even then, it was just a phone, there was no internet plan or texting. But somehow it became a necessity. Sometimes I come out here in the mountains and while I still take photos and post them and write my blog at night, there are moments I remmeber how simple life was back then, no internet, no phones, no constant marketing. Sometimes I look around and just enjoy where I am because there are no service in the mountains. Sometimes, just soemtimes, when I forget to take photos and forgotten to check my text msg and email, for a moment however brief, I am reminded how simple life still is if I want it to be. 

2014 Eastern Mountain Pass - Day 3 - 241 miles

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The gps mount failing is quite the bummer, I can only kind of draw the place. But eh, it's not terrible. We went the remainder of the blue ridge today. We started the same time around 9 am

Packed and ready to go, josh was air drying his socks, by putting in on the top of his bag while the wind blows on it while riding. 

Our first stop. In fact, we road passed it, and then turned around. This is the famous bridge overlooking the mountain side. It's the photo to the color of my novel.

I took the same shot three years ago, and.... It looks the same awesomeness. Everytime I hit the parkway it's always this impossibly beautiful weather. I was sure to remind rob and josh as they recounts how awesome this weather is compare to last year when I didn't go with them. I always say "this is awesome.... But this is all I know, so I guess it's just okay". They threaten to throw me off the side of the mountain so I can experience what "sucks" feels like. Rofl. 

We made plans to eat lunch on top of mount Mitchell. I didn't even know it's here off the Blue Ridge. Apparently it's really famous, and apparently it's the highest peak east of the Mississippi. The view was pretty awesome... Except there are these tiny small scarab like bugs that swarms you like a locus. It's like swarm of flying ticks. But luckily they didn't bike, just annoyed the hell out of us. 

End of blue ridge, there was like 10 tunnels. Let me tell you, I absolutely LOVE the tunnels. You go in these mountain tunnels, there is no electricity. So it's pitch black, and on the long ones, you are riding blind in the dark, cause your headlight is hitting straight but you are lean "way the fuck over" you don't know if you are gonna see light or hit a brick wall going 70 mph. It's just awesome. But... Unfortunately we went through like only two tunnels without traffic, with traffic, we crawled like 15 miles per hour through, really takes away the fun. 

Cars on the parkway crawl at speeds, you just want to take them all to driving school. The cautious ones drive the speed limit, the really scared ones almost comes to a stop at the turns, which is really dangerous. 

At the peak, it's all sports bike, they are all over the place. It was a hoot. We all rip the chicken strip on the rear to shreds. I got some epic shots on the go pro. Maybe I can load them up tmr night when I have some time. 

We made it to Fontana at awesome time. 5:30 pm. 

I really enjoying traveling with the guys, we stop where ever, whether it's your checklist or mine, it doesn't matter. I say I want to go, then it becomes everyone's checklist. Same goes for them. It's not, "oh let me do you this favor and go where you want to go", it's more like, if its goal, it can be mine too. 

It is now 9:30 here now, at Fontana lodge. I've been here so many times now, it almost seem like this is "my hotel". The view is spectacular. I get the final call tmr on my ducati. Maybe it's totaled maybe they'll fix it. Quite frankly... I don't really care that much. I have my eye set on a few new bike options. Vfr800 to be one, but I will have to say I have a major hard-on for the triumphs triple motor. Silky smooth, and 3 is my favorite number. After I road Josh's speed triple that one time... Damn you josh... Grrrrr. 

On the way here today, so we were talking about I don't know what, Rob says over the intercom "you make a good gay guy" -_- to which I naturally reply "what?" Then I got the similar spiel of "you care about how things look, you take care of urself, etc etc. then... Rob followed up with "you are only half gay"... Then josh followed up with "51%" to which I reply with a rhetorical question, knowing what's to come ... "Faaaaak this is gonna be going on the whole trip is it" they respond in unison "yes". Fml. 

2014 Eastern Mountain Pass - Day 2 - 385 miles

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We left lake Anna at roughly 9 o'clock. Our first stop was brunch at Charlottesville. Unbeknownst to me  and to Josh's regular reminder that we were right next to UVA. The more I travel with Josh, the more he reminds me of what Phaedon would be in 20 years. rofl. Very similar personalities. 

Riding the same bike is interesting, it feels so natural, I'm not worrying about anything...well other than my transmission blowing up on me again. Lol. But I was able to enjoy so much of the world on the blue ridge than I had before. 

I can honestly tell you, I didn't understand the appeal before I started riding. I was happy living in my world, sheltered and protected by the confines of city life. My attempts to "go hiking" or "back packing" is nothing more than glorified temporary entertainment from imminent death by boredom. More often than not I am asked "so you guys just ride around?" , well yea... But it is so much more than that.

Riding frees you from what we call for a lack of better term, "total fucken bullshit", the petty power struggle, the rat race, the bleeding out of your pore insecurities, and above all away from the people who perpetuate such environment. I travel with some old people, min 10 years my senior and some 20. But on the road there isn't a difference in age, color, or wealth, it's just about the freedom. Everything is what ever, and you make a few landmark stop and you keep going. You go where you want, and never a sense of possibly offending your traveling companion. 

As Rob put it "I love these trips, it allows me to bring back my inner 12 year old", to which I reply naturally, "uh.... I'm just being my self". If my students were here they would without a doubt in unison agree, I am possibly the most immature counselor ever, but I engage my students far beyond just being politically correct. 

My gps mount died, in the morning since it rained overnight and I didn't wire the power to the base on key ignition, so it was always on, and it shorted out. We all mounted our go pro and got a lot of good shots, but no one brought a laptop so the photo will have to be posted later when we have access

Approx 350 miles today, ending in Boone, NC. 100% Blue Ridge Parkway.  

We went to this restaurant in Boone... I was the only Asian person there. I was a little nervous. Call it paranoia or self preservation, it's weird when there is only white people and you. It's just weird. Lol