Tuesday, April 9, 2013

Well, I had a fantastic day, and although I did not reach my goal of 250 miles (402 km), I did manage to get 215.9 miles (347.5 km) to ring up on the odometer.  Not too shabby when you consider that, yet again, the weatherman was completely off-base.

I want to be a weatherman…. wrong most of the time, never get called on it, never need say "I'm sorry", never get fired.

It was cold, and with the wind it bordered on being brutal, although it was bright and clear.  My peregrinations brought me to some real "Down Home" places: little towns that are tucked away where the tourists never go… Like….




The Cozi Corner….









 Two eggs, toast, three sausages, home-fries, endless coffee, two-buck tip and under nine bucks…  Got to love small town diners.


 













There is still a bit too much sand on the road to wheel around with gay abandon, but they are clear enough so that the lovely winding country lanes can be motored with a great deal of enjoyment.  Not that you need (or want) to go speeding along.  Half of the fun is coming upon sights like this…



Don't ask me what this is, I'm a city boy, but whether it's a storage shed, a residence or a hmmm, it certainly gets your attention.  It looks so "just right" sitting out there - and the wood is unbelievable.


One of the real joys of riding the Blue Highways, are the  houses you find just sitting there, looking just right, and usually adorned with large trees - unlike the  barren desserts of today's new developments…




And, at every town, or village that you come upon, you'll find a very important structure - the firehouse.  Makes you realize just how far away from everything you really are.

Another ubiquitous sight is a civil war monument….

Maine suffered brutal losses during the Civil War, with some towns losing most of its male population, boom, just like that.

One other fascinating aspect of Maine's roads is that they all intertwine.  Travel on Road A for a while and you'll cross Road B.  Thirty minutes later, here comes Road B again, zoom right across your path…


However, no matter where you travel, the scenery is always great…






Although, you are always reminded that this is Maine, and it stays cold here longer than anywhere "Away"…


The water's not yet liquid, and the limbs still bare…

One other aspect of Maine that folks from "Away" don't often get to experience is the "unimproved" state road.

This is a real road…. it gets plowed when it snows, gets sanded.  It has a name, and a street sign.  There are cross streets, with their own street sign.  Mailboxes festoon the roadway…. the only thing strange is….


It's not paved.  And at this time of the year, what you are riding on is a slick, hard, wet clay surface.


Wheeeee!








Lastly, this trip brought home, the harsh world of Northern New England…. the small tucked-away, personal burial grounds, that speak of short lives, and valiant hopes…

































Well, as I said at the start, I had a fantastic day, and although I did not reach my goal of 250 miles (402 km), I did manage to get 215.9 miles (347.5 km)

And, as I rode home, visions of sugar plums danced in my head.





Summhar in Maine…. Nothing Finah!!


Saturday, April 6, 2013

This is a two-part Blog today, so don't turn that dial too soon….


Part One

Okay, this is a test…

Well, more like a get ready for the long ride down to Nashville, TN in June, kind of a, "don't you think you should take a few practice long rides first?" kind of test.


So, tomorrow I will be taking a


250-mile (a bit over 402 km) ride through rural Maine.


My plan is to ride for 2-hours at a time - which is just about fuel-time riding at normal cruising speed, stop and stretch a bit, walk around, drink something, eat something, and then


Zooom out, and hit the road….


Now, I could head out and ride the State Roads, and be a total mental wreck after the first 30-some-odd miles, but rather, I'm going the circuitous route ("Serpentine, Serpentine Sheldon" for those fortunate enough to have seen the film), wandering through as many small out-of-the-way places as I can.


And so, for those interested in this mad pursuit, here, in three segments is my route for tomorrow….


First Segment of the "Let's see if I can really do this" trip.




Second Segment of the "Let's see if I can really do this" trip.


Third Segment of the "Let's see if I can really do this" trip.

Part Two


An Apology to all my millions of loyal readers (all seventeen of you), for not posting, nor following other's posts.  I'm on a large project (self-inflicted) and it is consuming all aspects of life.  To get an idea of what's occurring, I invite you to look at my Facebook page…


Scooter For Fun



There you will see an essay I wrote which has received much comment.  For those who have neither a Facebook page, nor an inclination to go there, let me bore you with a replica here….



I’m Not Marlon Brando: Why Do I Need A Jacket?
It’s true that most of us are not a Marlon Brando, or a Sasha Mullins, but the jacket worn in the movie The Wild One, still has its merits: Protection.  Of course, one of the standard arguments made when the subject of protection pops its head up, revolves around the supposed differences between the two bikes, with the standard statement being: “After all, I’m riding a scooter, not a motorcycle.”  Fair enough.  Let’s take a look at three differences often proffered between a scooter and a motorcycle:
  The scooter doesn’t weigh as much and can be maneuvered better.  Well, there are weight differences between machines, but maneuverability depends more on speed and skill rather than weight.  Then too, some of the larger cc scooters are pretty hefty machines, weighing right up there with some bikes;
  Scooters travel at a much slower speed.  Not true.  For any given highway condition, scooters and motorcycles travel at about the same speed – with some caveats:
                                       On Interstates there may be a slight speed differential in favor of the bike, but on average everyone travels at the posted limit plus or minus 5-mph.
                                       On state highways there may be up to a 10 mph differential.  Some of the smaller cc scooters, like a 75 or a 110, can’t make the 55 mph limit, and may be buzzing along at 40-45 mph.  Other than these differences, folks sightseeing down a country lane on a motorcycle will be clocked pretty close to the 35-some-odd miles per hour that scooter riders will be clocked as they sightsee down that lane.
                                       Motorcycles are inherently more dangerous than scooters.  Other than some mechanical differences – very minor ones, differences in “dangerousness” largely don’t exist.  The point here being that practically anything that can go wrong while riding a motorcycle, can also occur while riding a scooter:
                                                         Sand on the road?  A slide, slip and fall.
                                                         Raining on an oil-slick road? Stopping safely in a straight line – an iffy possibility.
                                                         Hard left curve on a heavy right-cambered road?  That contact patch is all that’s keeping either machine on the road.
                                       While similar examples can be mentioned ad infinitum, one statement can roll it all together, clarify and bring to pinpoint clarity:
If you hit the ground at 30, or 40 miles per hour,
the ground doesn’t care if you fell from a scooter, or a motorcycle,
it chews you up just the same.
From that viewpoint, the heavy leather motorcycle jacket, capable of resisting the road’s rough abrasive surface as well as absorbing some impact shock, makes great sense.  Of course, today, “Space Age” fabrics are being produced, that are lighter than leather, come fitted with “protection” – cups of material that form-fit your elbows, shoulders and spine, as well as with many reflective areas, so that you are not only protected in case of a spill, but are highly visible as you ride, both day and night.
       So, the final answer to your question is one word: Protection.
         Protection from the potential ills of the road.  And while it not so important as to What you wear, what is important is that you wear a jacket capable of taking the abuse of a spill, thus protecting you from harm.

So, the questions are, Do you agree, disagree, or don't give a rat's, er, care about the subject.  Whichever way you lean, I'd like to hear it, so either post it here or on the Facebook page.  And, for all, my apologies once again for not posting with my usual frequency.

Saturday, March 30, 2013

One of our friends asked about some interesting riding routes down in the Seacoast area of New Hampshire….

"something for a 50cc machine".


Developing trips is our forte, so here is a nice roughly 23-mile ride that will take our friend passed some wonderful buildings, "spooky" cemeteries, a few historic forts, and a great place to grab a "Maine" lunch – all the while riding on country lanes close to (if not right alongside) the ocean.


Trip Map….


The starting point is at the Martin Hill Inn, two early nineteenth century buildings that are nice on the eyes and, if one was a guest there, the stay would be easy on everything…


Martin Hill Inn….


A short ride will bring you to the Wentworth Gardner and Tobias Lear Houses, classic examples of Georgian architecture from the 1700's.


The Wentworth Gardner Houses….


Jumping across two islands that lay at the junction of the Atlantic Ocean and the Piscataqua River, will get you to New Castle Island, home of the Town of New Castle, the only town in the state composed solely of islands.  Immediately upon reaching the island you'll find Riverside Cemetery, a neat row of older stones nestled in amongst the new, sitting between the road and the sea.

A wandering ride through the ocean-scented streets, ends at Fort Stark, one of seven forts built to protect Portsmouth Harbor.


Fort Stark….


When you leave the island, and are back on the mainland, a short ride brings you to South Street Cemetery…. The Haunted Cemetery…


South Cemetery….


Where Ruth Blay lies: hung one hour ahead of time, so the Sheriff could get to dinner, negating the pardon that arrived minutes after the hanging…. She prowls the grounds, angry and resentful….


On a more cheerful note, a moderate ride further will bring you to the Moffatt-Ladd House and Garden.


Moffatt-Ladd….


A Georgian Mansion that has been open to the public for more than 100-years.


Now it's time to jump across the river into Maine, wander along the riverside road and stop at the First Congregational Church and the Old Burying Yard.


Congregational and Old Burying Yard….


But now it's time for a bit of chow, so a little ride along the riverside road will get you to

Robert's Maine Grill….


Stuffed with loads of good food, and full of Scooter sightseeing, you head down the Old Post Road, cross the river and head home.

Monday, March 25, 2013


It's beginning to look like Spring.

The water's peeping through.


Life is starting up again…



Things are looking up….


Tom, of Scooter By The Sea fame, and I, took a ride up to Brunswick, a mere 33.3 miles to the northeast (53.6 km), to take a quick gander at a campsite we will be using one weekend in July.

It's still shut down: snow still reigns here, but we were able to give it a quick once-over, and to enjoy the whimsical little goodies that lay sprawled here and there.

The main house is spectacularly beautiful.  Tom and I both lusted over potential ownership.  The little connecting "shed" has some interesting items stored within, and the barn was one BIG structure.  The photograph's distort reality: compare the size of the car to the barn's door.  This thing is BIG.  And, as is customary, Tom is getting ready to take a picture of me taking a picture of Tom, taking a…..


Here are a few shots of the area, and some of the interesting "pieces" that either blatantly, or subtly adorn the campgrounds.









Looks like it will be a fun weekend.  But that's July…. We still need Winter to go away, and for Spring to arrive….


Tuesday, March 12, 2013

This is not a test.


This is a real, soon, perhaps too soon, about to happen event.


Yet another bare-brawned,  right-lobed-brained, exciting adventure.


Bear with me here. (Pun intended.  I am in Maine you know.)


I am riding down to the

Blue Vs Grey Scooter Rally

http://www.bluevsgreyrally.com


June 14th through the 16th

In beautiful downtown Nashville, TN

'N since I'm but a 110cc Honda Elite, that sometimes catches 50 mph, I'm leaving on


11 June 2013

(I'm thinking it'll take me three days, no?)

Here's my plan…

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First day should get me to Stroudsburg, PA.


Second day, I'm shooting for Parkersburg, WV.


Third day, Nashville, TN.


So, here's the deal…. Do you know anyone that:

1.  Is on my route that might want to jog along just for giggles and kicks?

2.  Knows of any good eateries along the way that would help fill a hungry rider without needing to break-open my piggy bank?

3.  Know of any good, inexpensive (okay, cheap) places to stay along the route?  Campgrounds are okay.

4.  Have any suggestions as to gear, things to take, etc.? Other than, stay home you crazy fool).


Let me know, I am, as always, willing to listen and to learn, and remain….


Yours truly,

Johnny Dollar.


Sunday, March 10, 2013

Back!

By Popular Demand!

The Latest Adventures of Those Young, Dynamic Scooter Riders, As They Fearlessly Continue To Fulfill Their


Scooter Riding


BUCKET LIST!


Join Them As They Brave The Elements In Search Of…..


A Cuppa Coffee And A Muffin!



Thursday, March 7, 2013

This is a test.  This is only a test.  If this was reality, money would be falling from out of the sky…


Is money falling from out of the sky?


This must be only a test.



Friday, March 1, 2013

Hold on!  We are trying something extraordinary!

A Joint effort between


Tom, of Scooter By The Sea fame


And Yours Truly,

Johnny Dollar (Reference to Old Radio Program).


It's a one-minute look at the hazards we brave as a team, dedicated to….


Winter Scootering…