A friend read my Suburban Stoplight Hell post and informed me that he had just thing thing for me. I didn't have a clue what he could have that would "help" me on my way through red lights. I haven't heard of a civilian device that would allow me control over the stoplights. But he refused to let me in on the secret and made me wait for snail mail to bring it to my door step.
Upon opening the package, I just about fell off the sofa laughing so hard it hurt my tummy.
Glorious Green by Rob R. Robinson
This is a fabulous little painting, obviously of a stoplight, with the green light this wonderful iridescent green coloring. Yes, the title of this is "Glorious Green" and the artist wished me eternal green lights. I just need to determine if I should hang this painting over the bike and hopefully it will absorb the good luck through osmosis. Or if I should hang it above me to get the same??
Rob is a wonderful artist displaying his work in shows in the Portland/Albany/Corvallis (Oregon) area. You can see his paintings at robrrobinson.com or his beginning treks along Oregon's scenic byways at Image Odysseys. I love some of his future trips he has planned...and one day hope to ride those roads for myself. And if any of you inmates ride these roads before me...please take pictures for me...
Thank You Rob!! :-)
Now I can see a stoplight collection in my future. You just had to plant the seed...
Destination: Aska Rd
Aska Rd doesn't sound very exciting. And the way it came about being a destination isn't too exciting either. I wanted to ride Yellow Creek Rd again. And Aska was near one of those tag game places and just looked like a great road!
We weren't going for a tag. It was long gone from this location. But the road was just calling my name. And it didn't disappoint.
The hot and humid weather broke a little and gave us reasonable temperatures in the low 90's F with a relatively low percent humidity. I know that 90's doesn't sound too low to most, but I was quite happy to have it.
The ride out was uneventful and completely peaceful. There wasn't much traffic for Labor Day and the fall colors are on the cusp of coming. Yellow Creek and Aska Rd are meandering byways mainly dotted with forest coverage, farming fields, grazing areas and a few houses here and there. The sky was a deep blue with a few clouds scattered around. The air was still and not oppressive.
I finally took the plunge and adhered a GoPro mount to my Pelican. I'm venturing out and starting to look for some new angles. There was a difference of opinion in the household concerning the look angle: he thought it should point forward more; I didn't. We compromised on a middle ground. But from the video, I think it needed to be pointed farther out.
We hadn't eaten breakfast and decided to lunch at a crossroads location: Forno
I decided on the Gyro. And was surprised with my selection of Chicken or Beef. Aren't Gyro's supposed to be Lamb? Surprising, not quite the same, but tasty nonetheless. Mr. Oilburner took the Philly Cheesesteak. MMMMMmmmm. :)
We took out the mountain map to see the best route up and back again.
I really don't have any other photographs from the ride. It was just too pretty of a day to stop. The curves just beckoned us forward.
Reaching the end of Aska Rd had us in a pickle. We could continue with the plan and ride East towards cities and traffic, or head back down Aska Rd and continue in solitude for awhile. Solitude won.
Not wanting to completely back track all of our riding grounds we hooked a shortcut we knew from our four-wheeling days. We knew this would involve some gravel road, but would clip our time and get us closer to our side of town. The gravel road hadn't been graded in awhile...providing tremendous washboard bounces. Maybe that has something to do with the recent shock replacement?? :)
So...no pictures, but some video that actually did turn out...eventually. I tried to limit you the washboard exposure. But gave enough to let you know it was definitely there. :)