FBAD: Life on the Blue Ridge

[dfishman]

P----s Gap?Did I get.did I get it?Great pics.I loved the Ivy barn.

[Fast Ferris]

Originally Posted by dfishman

P----s Gap?Did I get.did I get it?Great pics.I loved the Ivy barn.

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh......................... :-)

Thank you. The ivy barn dealio was not long after we moved to this side of the USA, and I didn't find out until later (from Jim Nance) that all the pretty ivy in the photo was bad, bad ju-ju. I never got any on me while I was there, but Nance's news explained why every time I'd come inside from doing yard chores it felt like I'd been eaten up by fleas or mosquitos. Now ya tell me. ;-)

[Fast Ferris]

...near Roanoke, Virginia USA:

[Fast Ferris]

...FBAD:

At Mount Mitchell, North Carolina USA, highest peak in the Eastern United States

[Mr. Magoo]

Jeeze, your tours and wanderings are so serene and nice .... The pics and reflections calm, sooth, and inspire thoughts of romance and joy






















Here's a little snapshop into mine:

[Mr. Magoo]

Heehehehehe .... sorry for the vulgar interjection ....


here's a couple from more from my recent wanders in your neck of the woods:

[Fast Ferris]

Originally Posted by Mr. Magoo

Jeeze, your tours and wanderings are so serene and nice .... The pics and reflections calm, sooth, and inspire thoughts of romance and joy

Here's a little snapshop into mine...

OUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I think I heard about this one from Carlos and Webe. Didn't you go into the tree trimming business on your HP2 or something like that?!?

[Mr. Magoo]

The HP2 .... Bad to the Bone and back for more:






In street trim here, usually in dual sport mode.

[Fast Ferris]

...weet!

[Fast Ferris]

This chapter chronicles a 325-mile r'amble I took on May 22nd, 2011, up and back down a portion of Virginia's Blue Ridge, a sojourn in search of balance and grace. It was a grand, unplanned two-wheeled adventure, my very favorite kind. On Mother's Day of this year, my mom, 87 years young in March, was admitted to the hospital with acute abdominal pain. Yesterday came the crushing news that Mom has terminal cancer.

Today, I very much needed to ride, to be alone, to find my peace. Today I ride to be alive.

We hope you enjoy.

FBAD

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This is Mom, circa 1941 or '42, astride one of her boyfriends' Knucklehead. These are her own words, written earlier this year:

"I graduated from High School in a small town named Concrete, Washington. One of my boyfriends had a brand new 1942 Baby Blue Buick convertible and another bf had a Harley. Enter rivalry into the picture and the inevitable race happened! These were country roads folks and traffic was light. There's a section of road west of Concrete that has a several mile straight-a-way and we posted people at each end to stop what little traffic there was and the Buick and the Harley entered the race of the decade! I got to drive the Buick! I can still feel the adrenaline! The race ended a tie at 125+ mph! We had to back off because of curves and traffic. I find it hard to believe I was ever that young. I was 17 when that picture was taken, newly graduated from High School and enjoying my last summer of freedom before going into Nurse's training. I used to do hill climbing on that bike, sometimes up at Point Roberts (look it up, it's an interesting part of the good ole USofA). I wasn't as good as the guys on the climbs though--my legs just aren't long enough! I think I still have a few bits of gravel imbedded in one of my knees as a lasting memento."

I got my ridin' Jones from Mom. I got my zest for life from Mom. I got my passion for adventure from Mom.

Today, I need to ride.

[Mr. Magoo]

God Bless Ma, you and your family.

[Fast Ferris]

Originally Posted by Mr. Magoo

God Bless Ma, you and your family.

Thanks Mike, much appreciated.

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I got an early start this morning, so did my warm-up out on the Parkway as a courtesy to our sleepy neighbors. I've been an avid rider for almost 50 years, yet the excitement I feel when heading out for a ride - whether around the block or around the country - hasn't waned an iota over those years. My heart was heavy, yet my soul was already taking flight from anticipation of today's adventure.

[Fast Ferris]

I'm a sucker for trains:

The Buchanan Railcar Inn
Buchanan, Virginia USA

[Fast Ferris]

[Fast Ferris]

From the Buchanan Railcar Inn website:
"A vintage 1934 Hiawatha Dining Car (later converted to an exclusive railcar) houses this one of a kind inn.
The car is richly appointed with fine furnishings and inlaid woods shined to a soft patina and harkens to the era when a journey was more than just a means to get from place to place,
but an event to be savored by those fortunate enough to travel in first class luxury."

http://www.buchananrailcarinn.com/