Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Moto Parking in Cincinnati.
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
On the Road.
A few weekends ago I rode to Spring Valley for the Gem City Rollers' Roll in the Hay camping rally.
It was a bit dark leaving Metro, but we only got rained on for a bit while in town and it dried quick enough to be forgotten. I didn't even have time to think that my rain gear would be necessary. Dave and Kim probably didn't even have any, so I would've ridden along wet to commiserate.
The Rally was entertaining despite missing most of the active events like rides and shenanigans. We did still get to see the Gymkanna, which was kinda sad. And we saw people try to bite a hot dog from a moving scooter. The rest of the night was good for hanging out, and I had my yearly ride on Kevin C's rare Lambretta, in the dark, on winding corn field perimeter roads.

These cows have always been here. I think they are pets/scenery.

Beautiful bright morning on the farm.
Sleeping on the ground always makes me crave road trips and more camping, so the following Monday Bob and I rode out to Portsmouth to scout out more camping and to visit his parents on the Ohio side of the river.
A visit to Augusta, parked by the Ferry, but that we stayed on the KY side, and visited a lonely Amtrak station in Maysville that is unmanned and always open.
Bob, his R100GSPD (Paris Dakar replica) and my CBR400 at Heritage Honda (boring) in the ugly modern part of Maysville, vs. the pretty old town part that had the cool train station.After crossing the River just after Portsmouth we visited with Bob's folks and had some delicious pasta. We rode back via 125 through Shawnee State Park, they had just treated the road with a fine spread of small gravel and signs warning us to go 30mph, it was strange and made corners feel kinda funny.
I don't mean to make it sound like a small deal, I hate to see any casualty of road sports, but Bob was so unfazed that I wanted to convey that with my delivery. This was the last buzzard to leave a banquet of deer at the guard rail; he should have just stayed put. Bob's Beemer suffered only some smear on the mirror and broken turn signal and brush guard.
Anyway, Shawnee State Park looks like a great destination for a scooter ride and camp. Who's in? We'll try to avoid the wild life.
Monday, August 10, 2009
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Brought (back) home my Kinetic TFR. I consider this to be the first bike I got. It was a gift from my wife for Christmas. I finally got it started a couple years ago, but never had the time and interest in riding it. So I loaned it to Stephan for he and his room mate to enjoy. Stephan bought a few more jets and found this old 4" headlight to make it street legal. Thanks Stephan.It started with the first kick, but died out from too much air. Jetting was right, but not for the lack of a filter in the air box. I replaced that and it was golden.
I swapped out the moped style high bars for a flat handlebar from a mountain bike donor and rode it to Kroger for some food items. I had no lock, so I wedged it into the bike rack and hoped no one would take it. It was still there.
So I took it off road. I explored the whole construction site at Colerain and Virginia in Northside. And it kept going. Less the headlight, which was a 6volt item. I replaced it with a 12v bulb, and it works gloriously.Next up, a vanity windscreen. Cute huh?
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