|08-03-2010, 02:54 PM||#1|
Joined: Aug 2001
Location: Currently in Florida
Rough Blue Ridge Ride and New Museum
Went out for a ride in NC the first couple of weeks of July. Visited some friends on the eastern side for a few days and then headed towards the western side of the state. I have been on the Blue Ridge Parkway for some short stints but have never really ridden very much of it. I had my wife with me, she rode her own bike, and I figured with the slower speeds of the Blue Ridge that she could get some miles on her bike and not get too over stressed. Figured we would spend at least three or four days just taking it easy. Pretty much turned out to be a disaster also pretty much my own fault. Days one and two she had a pretty good time riding and enjoying the scenery, pulled over a lot to take in the views. I just about went nuts riding so slow. After some two days of this slow riding I managed to talk her into heading back towards the dragon and the Cherohala, luckily for me she was fine with this. Plan was to ride back to that area and then spend a couple or few more days riding that area. I had ridden that area a few times in the past but she had not. So anyway, comes Monday morning the 12th (I think) and we woke up to rain. Stay or ride? Who the heck knows what the day will bring? We (I) decided to head out since the forecast seemed to be for continued storms the rest of the week. Took off around 8:00 am and while the rain was not too awful bad, some fog had moved in in places. Pretty much turned out to be a day of riding hell!! It rained off and on all darned day, the fog was so heavy in places that I could not see the tail lights of the car in front of me just a very short distance very glad the speed limit was only 45 mph. Pulled over a few times to check on the wife the first few checks were met with unusually colorful language from her and strangely enough focused on me I never knew I had such control over the weather! Who would have thought? Anyway, super bitch of a day. Made just about 120 miles in some 8 hours or so no real breakfast or lunch. Finally stopped just about the time the sun decided to come out. I knew we should have kept going but we were both pretty much exhausted, hungry, and had bad attitudes. We say relatively few bikes or cars on the road once the fog pretty much lifted not sure that the majority of the bikes were Beemers I do know that a considerable number of them were. The rest were primarily Harleys full dressed. Most of the Beemer riders were dressed for the weather, not so all the Harley riders, I just kind of laughed.
Also, while riding around Maggie Valley, I came across a fairly new and pretty interesting museum. The museum consisted mostly of Harleys and Indians but it was pretty interesting. There were at least a couple of hundred bikes in this place and I think they said that almost every one of them ran. I know some of the old ones did because the owner cranked up three or four of them while I was walking around. They have some other displays besides cycles that that is their main focus. I met the father of the owner, the father was a racer at Daytona years ago when they raced on the beach. I remember he won one of the races but do not recall which one. I came across this museum quite by accident but was very glad I did. Because it was during the July 4th weekend, veterans got in free (they just asked if you were a vet), I got a two year pass to the plac for being a vet. They are going to have another veterans salute September 2-6, same deal, free admission ($10.00) and a two year membership couple of benefits go with this. This is a non-profit so the admission price goes back into the restoration of the bikes.
I was brain dead that day and did not get GPS coordinates for the museum or many pictures. The address is 62 Vintage Lane, Maggie Valley, NC 28751 (828) 926-6266. I think they are closed a couple of days during the week but can not member for sure (Tuesday & Wednesday maybe).
The address is a little deceiving, it is really located on the main road going through Maggie Valley.
2002 Graphitan GS
Ride Long, Ride Safe, Ryd On
Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming --WOW-what a ride!!
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