anyone go for a ride today? Pics?

[gtem]

Bellies full but tanks working their way to “reserve” we kept riding on beautiful twisty roads through the Northern PA forests up to Galeton to fill up the bikes and to grab some beer for camp. A mile out of Galeton I started to feel my GS buck a bit, 135 miles on the odometer as I recall… seemed a bit soon for reserve but that’s certainly what I hoped it was. Of course I didn’t remember which way reserve was on the petcock so I flagged my brother down and we pulled over. Flipped to reserve and cranked a bit… nothing. In hindsight it was probably just the vacuum petcock operating as intended and hadn’t stayed open long enough to fill the bowls, but I flipped it to “prime” and immediately saw my yellow Tygon fuel line fill full. A total non-event, but when riding a bike on its first real ride since getting it back on the road and not knowing fuel economy/range/capacity yet, whether there was some junk in the tank that plugged the petcock up, etc. it’s certainly a bit unnerving. The gas station in Galeton greeted us with its beer cave, normally stocked full of the aforementioned Straub. Just our luck: no six packs, but 15 packs… 15 pack it is. Jammed in on the bike and away we went for more awesome twisty roads. We stopped by Germania for some ice, then routed onto gravel for a few miles to avoid a road closure. No problem, just a bit dusty for me riding second, and I was doing my best to avoid any potholes/bumps so as not to shake up our precious cargo.

[gtem]

At around 3pm we made it to camp at our already established site at the Kettle Creek State Park, in the never-used equestrian camp. It’s nicer and more private than the two established campgrounds in the park, the only downside is a lack of clean drinking water. It turned out we had a few casualties in the Straub ranks: two cans that were riding against the luggage rack had emptied their contents on the back of the GS. 13 is still more than plenty (IMO!) for two weary travelers so we kicked back with our brews, made a fire (we were literally tripping over nice dry firewood all around the campsite), and eventually I threw together a nice little stew for dinner. I’ll make a note too, I’m not one to indulge in quite so many brews in one evening, and I can’t explain why/how, but both my brother and I noticed just how not-buzzed we were at the end of it all. Was it the fresh air? The hearty stew? Straub putting less than the 4.1% advertised? No idea. But we were in fine functioning sober form for what came next.



We wrapped things up with sundown a little past 9pm. I had just gotten into the tent when I see a white Dodge Dakota roll up to the site, and quickly realize it’s a park ranger. Well, turns out you’re not supposed to just set up camp in the equestrian camp, it’s by reservation only “booked months in advance” (the place looks abandoned). We offer to move our tent the 50 yards up the dirt road onto private property so we’re technically in the clear with this stickler. No, John the ranger says that he’d have to call the state police at that point and report us for trespassing. “That’s like me telling you it’s okay to shoot heroin within my sight as long as it’s out of my jurisdiction.” Yes, John, that’s EXACTLY what it’s like, shooting heroin lol. Not wanting any trouble with a guy with a gun and a chip on his shoulder, we packed our things in the dark and rode the forest access road up the mountain to state forest lands. We found a flat cleared area and quickly pitch the tent, making sure that we and the bikes were out of direct sight of the road just in case we were once again in the wrong spot.

[Grimly]

We wrapped things up with sundown a little past 9pm. I had just gotten into the tent when I see a white Dodge Dakota roll up to the site, and quickly realize it’s a park ranger. Well, turns out you’re not supposed to just set up camp in the equestrian camp, it’s by reservation only “booked months in advance” (the place looks abandoned). We offer to move our tent the 50 yards up the dirt road onto private property so we’re technically in the clear with this stickler. No, John the ranger says that he’d have to call the state police at that point and report us for trespassing. “That’s like me telling you it’s okay to shoot heroin within my sight as long as it’s out of my jurisdiction.” Yes, John, that’s EXACTLY what it’s like, shooting heroin lol. Not wanting any trouble with a guy with a gun and a chip on his shoulder, we packed our things in the dark and rode the forest access road up the mountain to state forest lands. We found a flat cleared area and quickly pitch the tent, making sure that we and the bikes were out of direct sight of the road just in case we were once again in the wrong spot.

One thing the world will never be short of, is authoritarian ass hats.

[wyly]

One thing the world will never be short of, is authoritarian ass hats.

Definitely power tripping, as there was no else there and no one would be arriving at that late hour, the ranger could've told him it's okay to camp for the night but be gone by morning.

It was mistake telling the ranger where they were going next, unlikely police would be out patrolling the woods after 9pm.

[gtem]

Definitely power tripping, as there was no else there and no one would be arriving at that late hour, the ranger could've told him it's okay to camp for the night but be gone by morning.

It was mistake telling the ranger where they were going next, unlikely police would be out patrolling the woods after 9pm.

The spot we offered to move to was within easy eye-sight of where we already were (would be easy to just carry the tent over), just a bit up the gravel road, the park property officially ends and private property begins (the person had their trailer set up for the summer and the gas company has some sort of pipeline access point there). The thought was that as long as we were off "his" park property that that would be good enough, but it wasn't to be. Oh well, we ended up finding some really primo free camp sites on state forest land that we will use next time.

[Eli69]

I hate when beers get popped open like that. Terrible waste.


I got the old GZ250 on the road the other day. It's been sitting in the back of the shed since 2017. Here's a picture of the first ride around the neighbourhood. Bike runs great.



So we loaded it into the minivan for a family weekend trip to a state park on Lake Ontario.

On the beach..



I took the little bike a couple miles to a trail head and went for a stroll. The bike is parked on the other side of that hill.




This place is called Sitts Bluffs. There was no trail to here, the edge was kind of sketchy and the bugs were horrendous. But I had to get a look cuz it was awesome.

[steve murdoch]

Sasquatch in NYS? Who knew?

Like the looks of the Bluffs.

[Eli69]

Sasquatch in NYS? Who knew?

Like the looks of the Bluffs.

Looks like he's heading north. I wonder if they'll give him a hard time at the border...

[Grimly]

Not today, a few days ago... right-click for 1600px pics.

[Rich82GS750TZ]

Hey Dave (Grimly), did you happen to catch a glimpse of Danny Hayes as he made his way around Ireland recently? I've been watching his videos. What a nut!
High quality moto-vlogging regardless of what you might think of the guy and the way he treats his poor HDs.

[Redman]

Yesterdays morning ride, earlier than typical, for the 6am arrival of a lake freighter.



More pics:

https://www.thegsresources.com/_forum/forum/off-topic-forums/the-campfire/87811-random-photo-thread?p=1700494#post1700494

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[cowboyup3371]

The wife, youngest step-son and I left Friday night after work for Waterville OH with the intent to head east to Cleveland then back home via Charmayne's. Our plan Friday was to catch a glimpse of the Roche de Boeuf, otherwise known as the Interurban, bridge built in 1908 and slated for demolition by the state next year after they couldn't get any buyers for it. It's supposedly known as the largest earth-filled reinforced concrete bridge

Bandit at Roche De Boeuf Bridge by Scott Baker, on Flickr

Helena and Paul at Roche De Boeuf Bridge by Scott Baker, on Flickr

Here's a quick history of it:
https://historicbridges.org/bridges/...erurbanbridge/

Woke up Saturday to rain and the threat of severe thunderstorms but found a gap between two lines and made our way east to Port Clinton to see the lighthouse there.

Bandit at Port Clinton Lighthouse by Scott Baker, on Flickr

Unfortunately, the rain opened up just as we started to leave and I wasn't in the mood to ride the entire day in yellow and some red colored radar markings since it was moving in the same direction we were. So, instead we made our way home with the intent to go back to Cleveland next weekend when it's cooler.

[alke46]

I got out for a little ride of 110 miles this morning. Was wearing a long sleeve t-shirt under my mesh jacket and I was chilly for most of the miles. We got down to 58° here this morning and our extended outlook for the next 7-10 days is calling for highs in the upper 90s to the triple digits. What a difference.

Made one stop for gas and coffee and when I go to start the bike again, the starter had given up the ghost. Been working fine since my trip to Ky. last month, but not anymore.

Anyway, here are a couple of pics of two of my favorite rides.

IMG_20220729_092238098 by Larry Alkire, on Flickr

IMG_20220729_092231821_HDR by Larry Alkire, on Flickr

[Redman]

So, Scott, then we will get to see more ride pics this weekend.

hey, Larr, what aircraft is that?

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[Redman]

image_59721.jpg Been going for rides most every day am home. Maybeonly half hour, or an hour or two. A couple times road somewhere expecting a ship to come in, and then have to find a good vantage point, and wait. But, hey, it gets me out for a ride.

here are some ride pics.

yes, officer, I saw the no parking signs, I am not parking, am just hesitating… for a picture, engine still running.
yes, officer, I see all the barricades,… they would need to be closer together if meant to keep out motorcycles.