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turkey run
- From: cougarhunter
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finally gonna get to ride for the first time in 2 weeks tomorow. weather hasn't been too bad here but work has got in the way and haven't had a chance to ride, had a bad case of withdrawal for sure lol. there is a local organization that collects donations all year and uses the money to buy turkeys and all the fixings for thanksgiving dinners and they have us bikers ride along to help deliver the food to needy families in the area. rode in it last year and had a blast, after all the food is delivered they have all of us bikers meet somewhere and feed us a big dinner for riding and helping out. the temp is supposed to be high of 65 with sunshine and for colorado in november that is a treat . so to everyone here at ccc have a great thanksgiving and hope ya'll get the chance to put some miles on soon.
keep the shiny side up and the rubber down !!!!!!!!
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- 1 day ago
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Breast Cancer Awareness Poker
- From: CromagnaMan
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These are three of about a hundred bikes in total ... (the middle one is my Magna prior to some of the customization on it) ... during the staging proceeding the participation in the Breast Cancer Awareness Poker Run sponsored by the local Tallahassee Chrome Divas. Notice that the "trike" parked next to my Magna is not a "trike" at all. It's set up with the Voyager Outrigger System that allows a normal bike to be converted to a "trike" in about five minutes. Using this system, one can haul a small trailer behind the bike, and when you get to where you're going, "poof!" five minutes later you can pull off the outrigger and have a normal bike again. The gentleman standing there had broken his back, and using the "trike" system, he was sill able to ride and be a part of the biker community. If you look closely, you can see that the rear end of the system consists of he regular bike rear wheel and two "outrigger" wheels ... so there's a total of four wheels on the road.
- 1 day ago
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Letting the heart rate slow
- From: spacemonkey69
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Description:Dim and TWNKL resting after a brilliant run through some fast backroads
- 3 days ago
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I don't think her name is
- From: CromagnaMan
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This little pup is all saddled up and ready for the ride on last Saturday's 2nd Annual Veterans Day Poker Run here in Tallahassee Florida. She's all decked out in leather vest, spiked collar, leather hoodie, sunglasses and all the other trappings of a biker dog. I don't think her name is "cookie" ...
- 3 days ago
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Day 3 & 4: Road Trip - Albury
- From: Dimitra
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Day 3: Road Trip - Albury to Canberra
We woke to a beautiful day, 32c degrees. Headed out from Albury, across the Hume Weir across a huge girder bridge. Absolutely awesome road along the Murray River (pic on right of page) to Jingellic, where we crossed back over the border into NSW.
Then headed from Jingellic up to Tumbarumba, all bitchumen with big sweeping curves which Dim really loved. Except for one spot where we came around a corner and had a 5 foot long Red Belly Black Snake sunning itself in the middle of the road!! Adam went to the right of it (on the wrong side of the road), it lifted it's head to look, and Dim passed it on the left side, right in front of it's raised head. (No pics of the snake, didn't really want a closer look!!)
Got to Tumbarumba and checked out their Information Centre / Museum which had a lot of information on a famous 1930's plane crash called the Southern Cloud. From there another fun ride up through Batlow to Tumut where we had lunch, beautiful food from a run down looking little milkbar.We asked some rangers about different roads through to Yass, one road we'd been told about was very rutted and dirt and wasn't advised even for 4WD vehicles. So they sent us on a back road from Tumut through Brungle, then to Gundagai which was a really good ride! It was on this strip of road, that Adam spotted a massive Goanna on the side of the road... (He must have scared him off cos he was gone by the time I passed by).
Pulled in to Gundagai and took some photos with the Dog on the Tuckerbox (pic right of screen). Got back onto the boring Hume Highway and droned on to Canberra. So boring Dim's average speed crept up to 120km p/hr to avoid falling asleep. (Will that defence work with the cops?)
Booked into a nice Country Club in Canberra who were very good by letting us park the bikes under cover
and even gave us sponges & a bucket to give them a wash the next day.Day 4: Road Trip - Canberra
This is where Adam ran into some trouble, his bike refused to start after the wash.
He'd had a regulator / rectifier replaced just before we left and this had died again. One in a
million chance, faulty part failed. We searched out a local Yamaha Dealer (Canberra Motorcycle Centre, Mitchell). They checked out the bike and confirmed it was the regulator again. They ordered the part in after our local Yamaha guys from home (City West Yamaha) faxed up the paperwork to do a parts claim through Yamaha and we went off to do our sight seeing at the Canberra War Memorial and Parliament House.Cruising around Parliament House we were approached by a security officer on a bicycle, and we were expecting to be told off for going in so close, but he just suggested a good spot for taking pictures. Then we cruised to the War Memorial down Memorial Drive, which is a long stretch of road between the two buildings and
the middle of the road is divided by red gravel and on the sides of the road are monuments the whole way down, which represent each of the wars Australia has been a part of. All the while expecting Adam's bike to die at any minute, because it wasn't charging.
The Australian War Memorial is well worth a visit. A huge place and very interesting. Adam loved it and could have stayed there overnight looking around. Some amazing interactive video, light and sound displays and the most amazing exhibit of the Japanese Mini Sub which was sunk in Sydney Harbour.
Took the bikes back to the country club and did a 'once over' on the bikes before Adam's bike goes in for work & hopefully we can leave town!
Stay tuned for the next episode... will Adam's bike ever be fixed or is he stranded in Canberra while Dim galavants off into the sunset? LOL
Dim & Adam
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- 4 days ago
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A Short Run in the Park
- From: kimmer127
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We are renovating the house at the moment. It is something we seem to do so frequently that one reno job seems to blend into another. The painters just finished painting the interior about a week ago and now the contractor is setting up to add a bathroom in the basement. I don’t have a very good idle speed so waiting for people to turn up (the gas company, the builder) makes me edgy. I make Maureen edgy when I am edgy so she suggested I go for a shot run to kill time (an t get me out of her hair).
It’s a nice sunny clear fall day here so it was not hard to get talked into firing up the Road Glide and hitting the road. The Niagara River Parkway is almost empty this time of year and it sweeping curves are enticing me to crack the throttle and dance the Glide through the 10 km of great ride.
The stock sound system and speakers are no match for my helmet ear flaps and the Rineharts. Maybe one of the Cruiser Customizing friends can point me to a good sounding upgrade. Christmas is coming!
The Falls area is bathed in yellow afternoon sun as I cut away from the parkway. I just axed the Glide and don’t want the mist from the Falls to ruin the wax job. Back near Marineland is a small oasis above the Falls called Dufferin Islands. I stop and park the Road Glide pulling my Nikon D90 out of the saddlebag. The sun and shadows are fantastic. I take several shots then an obliging person sitting in their car having a late lunch enjoy the peace and beauty, offered to take a picture of me with the Harley. I couldn’t resist.
A few more shots and it is past the time to meet the builder. I fire up the Glide and take the back roads out to the main highway and get on the throttle as traffic is moving about 70 mph. The sun is just glorious and I feel great. It is just a short respite from the world of home renos but I will take every minute I get to ride and to shoot photos on such a wonderful fall day.
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- 4 days ago
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Memories
- From: CromagnaMan
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My older brother Jim's best friend when he was a Junior in High School was a guy named Thomas M. Thomas owned the Honda Super 90, and my brother and him would pop all over Las Vegas, (where we lived at the time), to do different errands and just run around town and be teenagers. Many times my brother would head off by himself on the small Honda, and I was TRULY envious! I was a year behind him … a sophomore in high school … and the year was 1968. At that time in Nevada, a minor could own and operate a motorcycle at 14 years of age providing the cycle was less than 100 CC. Once the kid reached 16 years of age, he could purchase any bike regardless of the size of the engine. Because the regular Honda 90 had a square tank rather than the more streamlined tank of the “Super 90”, I thought it made the bike look bigger ... and I wanted one with all of my heart. My dad was dead-set against any of us owning a motorcycle for he had almost been killed on an Indian just prior to WWII. (He was in a gang at the time before he was drafted and, (more or less), he was kind of wild and crazy at the time.) He was absolutely ADAMENT that no child of his would follow in his wild ways ... and to him the way to protect us was to refuse to ever let us own motorcycles. The only argument I ever had in my life where I caused my father to cry was over that desired Honda 90 when I was in my early teens. The day I purchased my first motorcycle, I was a grown man with children of my own, and owned my own photography lab and one hour photo. My Pop was retired at that time, and “worked” at my little place of business helping customers and flirting with my female employees. I pulled up on my “new” motorcycle and proudly showed it off to my employees and my dad … but he just looked at it, quietly took his car keys from his pocket, got in his vehicle and drove away. I understood his fear and disapproval … but it still hurt. My Dad passed away about thirty years ago … my Son Christopher was killed in an auto accident in 1995 six weeks before his 19th birthday … my Mom died almost ten years ago … and my brother Jim passed away almost three years ago. I miss all of them with all my heart, and loosing most of my personal family has been the hardest thing I’ve ever had to deal with. Over the years being a “biker” has evolved from just being a “cool” thing for me to be to being a very important part of my life. I would have never believed that this “sport” could, (and did), become all consuming at times. Like Cruiser Customizing founder Uwe, for several years I didn’t even own a car at all. If it was raining, I wore a rain suit. It was freezing, I layered my clothing. (I never felt the “need” to purchase the electrically heated garments.) If it was storming with wind and lightning, I just “hunkered down” and kept on going. I even drove through a hurricane once … a wild and crazy ride to be sure! As I’ve grown older, I’ve hopefully matured a little, and now at least own a sweet 2005 Trail Blazer that I bought brand new out-of-the-box with all the buzzers and bells. I enjoy my car, and find myself driving it more and more as my health continues to deteriorate … but my first and greatest love and choice for transportation will always be motorcycles. As I was riding through yesterday’s beautiful weather, I found myself feeling sorry for the “cage trapped” people riding along around me … for they don’t even have a clue of the constant rush of “freedom” and joy I feel every time I ride. There is so much sadness in this old world. Loved ones die and are gone forever. In a very real way, “escaping” on one of my motorbikes or the other is the one “bestest” way to keep me sane sometimes. I have a sticker on one of my brain-buckets … (stickers’ are one or two line truths that we sometimes plaster on our helmets) … and one of my favorite stickers states simply, “You will never see a motorcycle parked outside a psychiatrists’ office”. That is so true! We are coming up on the Thanksgiving holiday. Perhaps it would be a good thing to add this thing we are grateful for ... this simple little thing … to the list that we are thankful for. “Dear God, thank you so much for this sport that enables me to keep a modicum of my sanity … and to in small little way to help me deal with my life.”
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- 5 days ago
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Is someone trying to tell me s
- From: Shadow2357
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As anyone who read my first blog would know ... I was going to go to Sydney to be a marshall at the last ever motorbike race to be run at Oran Park. Because of a few unexpected bills I was sort of humming and harring about wether or not to go, but that decision has been taking out of my hands.
I was getting ready to go ... had the trailer all packed ... route planned out ... all needed to do was do a bit of food shopping and I would be on my way on Monday 16th Nov. Seeing as all was ready and I had a bit of time I decided to do a job I had been meaning to do for a while and that was wire up a cigarette lighter through the tralier plug wiring so that I could run a gps,charge a phone ...you know all those sort of things.
Well the wiring part went well but I couldn't find my soldering iron so I thought I would just plug it in and check to see if I had it right ... which I did untill I put it down on the groung to go get something. when I got back to the bike ... all within about 30 seconds ... there was smoke coming from the wiring loom on the bike. Seeing this I quikly pulled the plug out but it was too late. The whole thing was burnt out back up to the battery.
Had some fun trying to get the battery disconected .. a few sparks flying ...but once done .. started the bike and tested lights ect. and all seemed to be working ...lucky. The bike is now in having the trailer wiring redone and won't have it back till Wed so there is that trip gone.
As I said in the title .. I think someone was trying to tell me not to go.
Ray.
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- 6 days ago
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One of my love.
- From: steinog
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Few minute later it was broken, after i run into stone.
- 1 week ago
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ThunderRun to Port Dover – Nov
- From: kimmer127
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6:00 AM – The alarm has not gone off so I shut it off so Maureen can sleep in. Cold! It is 23 F and white frost covers everything. Find the woollies and start layering on clothes. I have to make a 20 mile run to join my fellow HOG members at a Tim Horton’s near Fonthill. Timmies as we call it is a chain of coffee shops like Starbucks but, they sell real artery clogging donuts, there is no one there called a barista; just Helen on the cash and Fred In-Training.
7:20 - I am in the garage putting on my leather neck cover, helmet, and insulated riding gloves. Boomer (my ’06 Road Glide) starts with the first push of the starter. The Rinehart exhaust is singing in the cold air. The cold is burning my cheeks as I clear the village and turn up the wick heading towards the rendezvous. It is 28F.
7:45 – I pull into Timmies about 45 minutes early. Make a note to self: put on the thin inner gloves then the insulated gauntlets or my fingers will be numb at 30 miles. Ordered a bagel/egg/sausage breakfast and a calorie-soaked donut and a large coffee.
8:20 The others begin arriving until all 6 are present and accounted for. As they get a quick coffee, dozens of bikes are rolling past. A continuous roar. It has warmed up to the freezing point.
8:30 – Time to go. I take some shots of Dave’s Bobber he built last winter. Everyone is layered with lots of clothes and don face cover too. We roll out onto the local highway in a tight formation and Nancy in the lead turns up the wick and we are off. Just less than 100 miles away is Port Dover. Someone said the news forecast 12,000 bikes would arrive today for this one day event. The population of this fishing village is 5564. If the estimate is right, the population for the day will be about 3 times more than the number of permanent residents.
9:30 – Bikers are feeding into the route from all directions. Single riders, duos, and groups of 10, 20 or 30. We are toasty warm and making great time. We blow through Dunnville and avoid the main drag knowing the Timmies there will be overloaded with bikers seeking a caffeine hand warmer. Nancy keeps a fast pace and we are riding in a disciplined formation responding to hand signals.
10:05 am – We roll off Highway 6 into the village. The village centre already has a lot of bikes but the side streets are clear. We get prime spots to park behind a restaurant on the main street. A group picture and we are off to the Timmies up the street to warm up and get a coffee charge. It is now a balmy 46 degrees. The air is filled with roar of bikes pouring into the village from both main roads. Every imaginable make and custom jobs too. Cruisers, choppers, trikes, bobbers, crotch rockets and dirt bikes. There are even bikers here from the USA
11:30 – I am waiting for my friend David who has come about the same distance from the opposite direction on his Honda Valkyrie. The parking lot that was half full is over full and bikes now line both side of two main streets for as far as the eye can see. The roar is continuous. Wait; is that a guy in a Santa’s hat and a red thong riding that CB500? David arrives and we go as a group looking for T Shirts and other memorabilia. I bump into Brad who sold me my Sportster last summer. He rode his Ultra down from near Toronto. Soon it is lunch and some of our group line up for the restaurant. It could be an hour’s wait. Dave, Brad and I go in search of street meat.
1:30 – The cops have shut down the roads into town to all vehicles except bikes. . There are continuous lines of bikes 2 abreast streaming into town from both directions. The vendors are out of stuff. They figured November?? Who will come? I head back to see if I can get Boomer out of where I parked. Yep, there is a narrow lane between the metal and chrome. Some of the group left early but now the others return and we begin to suit up.
2:00 – We are on the road out of town. The cops are waving us through and we roll up the hill towards highway 6. We go over the rise and ahead of us a line of bikes 2 abreast stretches as far as we can see and, there are still hundreds more heading into town. Nancy ramps up the speed but hauls it again down as we approach villages along the way. Bikes are along the roadside getting their tickets for missing the reduced speed limits.
3:00 - We roll into Dunnville on highway 3 for a Timmies break and to don our cold gear again. I envy Nancy and Lee with their heated vests and gloves. After a quick pit stop we are off and as we continue on towards Niagara Falls our group is reduced as riders peel off to head for home. Lee and I bail to pick up the road into St Catharines. I am a bachelor for the day. Maureen is away with the grandchildren. I am wiped so I head to Puddy’s bar for a plate of wings and a cold ginger ale before heading home to download pictures from the day and write my blog. I take a shot of the long sleeved T I bought I got the T short to prove I was there.
11:30 – The blog is done and so am I. It seems we hit or exceeded the estimate on attendees the 13th. We all plan to be there next August for the 13th.
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- 1 week ago
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November 13 th Port Dover run
- From: kimmer127
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Tomorrow is our regular Friday 13th ThunderRun to Prt Dover. Every Fruday 13th motorcyclists of every age, riding style, and bike make descend on Port Dover for a day of fun, bike oggling and buying must have doo dads and duds. Our Hog chapter is riding down as a group. The town shuts down all car traffic there are so many bikes there. I hear the police will be checking exhaust sound levels so I may need to put a sock in Boomer's Rineharts.
It is about a 2 hour ride from here and I will blog on our run sometime on Saturday and post pictures.
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- 1 week ago
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James River - South bend
- From: vasoftball5
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Description:Shot from Route 5 where Chicahominy and James run together.
- 1 week ago
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The Fun Stuff
- From: shadowfox
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Fun Stuff
I had a blast this weekend. I did my first ride with over 100+ bikers. Probably closser to 200. We had our Toy Run and I got to be in it. What an experience. First my friends and I met up probably about 10 of us, then we all went to the Toy run. There were bikes every where. All the groups of bikers met up and talked for a while. The group kept getting larger and larger. All kinds of people and groups some independent riders fell in and then when it was time we all rolled together with a police escourt through town to the drop off point. It was a hudge group by this time and we took both sides of the street for as far as I could see. Bikes of all types and people of all kinds also. we all talked and hung out then went for free chilli. Best time I have had yet on the bike. This is what bikers are all about getting together and sharing the ride. The stories and friendships made are great. Just loving it.....
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- 1 week ago
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Toy run1 2009
- From: shadowfox
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My first ride with 100+ bikers. It was great
- 1 week ago
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Toy Run 2009
- From: shadowfox
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My first ride with 100+ bikers. It was great
- 1 week ago
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