"If you are going to ride naked make sure you have a clean can" the voice intoned.
"The Voice" belonged to Oilburner, and he hadn't quite realized what he had said until it was out and ringing in our ears. I immediately busted up laughing. He might actually have blushed a little at that one, if his face could have been seen through the helmet.
I was riding as close to naked as I ever had. No saddlebags, no top box, no luggage except for the tank bag. I did still have the luggage racks and windshield, so I wasn't completely bare.
The topic of conversation was the stainless steel "can" (exhaust). My bike and I had ridden in the rain since the last washing. And my dogs nose had left slime trails. The can was desperately dirty and didn't look like the lovely shiny can it can be.
Who cares? Not me. I wanted to ride, not was my motorbike!
This was the first perfect autumn weekend and I wasn't wasting it. Daytime temps were supposed to peak out at 77F (25C). Humidity should be around 45% mid-day. It doesn't get much better than this.
Unfortunately I also had an invite to make jam. I was interested since I have never made it before. But this day was not made to be spend indoors.
Oilburner and I saddled up and met up with a friend on the road. No one had a clue where to go, so we just figured "north" into the mountains. We wound up on some beautiful scenic byways and headed towards Hwy 60, a notoriously enjoyable twisty road up here. The day was complete with perfect weather, beautiful blue skies and leaf litter scattered across the road.
Our lack of destination gave us roads to head towards, but no restrictions on how we arrived there. I tried to navigate on the less traveled roads. I was plagued by slow drivers whenever I had to take the well-known roads.
Our food goal, for lack of finding another place, was the marina at Lake Burton. The food is good and the place can not be beat for ambiance.
It was a lovely day with no particular place to go. Such fun taking turns at random. Sometimes it back fired and we ended up somewhere we had just left. Other times we were introduced to roads we had never yet met.
I did force us to take the long way home. Adding a couple extra miles pushed my year-to-date mileage over 9,000 (14,484 km) to keep up with my goal of 1,000 miles (1609 km) per month. And it also kicked the odometer of the bike to 41,000 miles (65,980 km). Small victories. :)
I knew this trip was more about the ride and less about the scenery. I knew I wasn't going to be able to play with the cameras, so just brought the point and shoot. I also discovered a way to attach it to my tank bag. Therefore I was free to learn the complicated art of photography while riding. I wasn't so successful all of the time. For not taking many photos, I can't figure out how I had so many to upload. You can view the more successful ones on Flickr.
Work has been keeping me tied down lately. We've been working on a product release...that finally occurred last Sunday. I've been absent in the blogosphere, but look forward to catching up on all of your adventures. :) Chat with you soon!