Hi everyone, this is White. I’m going to be writing these reports on the website from here on out (unless otherwise specified). Black will be managing the facebook page. Onward!
We left home again on August 4 around noon and rode south into PA. We decided to go to Cabela’s when we got close. I purchased a Sea to Summit Drylite towel. We stopped at Red Robin for some hamburgers in Hamburg. After dinner we searched for a place to stay. I had discovered freecampsites.net during our time back at the house but, there wasn’t anything listed that was close enough. We found a hotel around Hershey.
Breakfast at the Waffle House on Thirlane Rd. Awesome staff and service. We found this hilarious: Met with some riders of the Clansmen from Ontario in the parking lot and spoke with them for a bit. They told us about having been chased by a herd of buffalo when out west. Crazy shit. We got back on the Blue Ridge Parkway and headed south. We stopped at the Blue Ridge Music Center: There were quite a few old instruments on display. Of them, I spotted this nifty violin. We spoke with a couple of older guys that used to ride. They each gave us some pointers and some destinations. Continued south and crossed into North Carolina. Stopped at Elk Mountain Overlook. Met a dude named Greg and talked a little. He needed gas and we were low as well. We had been told by a couple on a cruiser that we could find gas at the next exit. Greg headed off to find said gasahol. Shortly thereafter we went in search of the fuel as well. We did not find the fuel but, we found Greg again. Together we drove around for about 15 mins looking for this supposed gas station. We stopped and determined that the nearest bike food was in Boone and headed that way. After finding fuel, Greg directed us to Julian Price Memorial campground. We got set up and cooked dinner while we shared Greg’s rum. Dinner: Greg is the founder of the band Captain Squeeze and the Zydeco Moshers and an interesting dude. It was awesome meeting him. Sleep.
We packed up and took a couple pics: This one came out a bit dark It was starting to rain as we were preparing to leave. We put on our rain gear and rolled out. We rode north to get back to where we had left the parkway for gas the day before. Gotta ride 100%! Elk Mountain Overlook in the fog: Heading south again, we stopped at a visitors center in search of coffee. A couple of bikers recommended Christa’s a few exits down in Pineola, NC. We went. Nice place, good food and super friendly staff. Continued south to Asheville and found a hotel. Parked our stuff and went into town for some food and beer. Found Wild Wings Cafe. Wings weren’t the best but, the beer was good. Back to the hotel and sleep.
We took a short trip into the northeastern states with a few destinations in mind. This partially served as a test run for our gear and ourselves.
July 16: We loaded up around noon and headed toward the Adirondack Mountains. We headed north to ride through Ilion gorge, route 51, on our way. Unfortunately when we arrived it was under construction and made for a crappy run through.
We stopped in Inlet to gas up. Asked the attendant if there was anywhere good to eat. He recommended Screamen Eagle just up the road. We headed out. Black tipped his bike over in the parking lot on the way out. The parking lot was steeply inclined and he couldn’t get a good footing. We should have gotten a picture, oh well.
Drinks at Screamen Eagle:
Black put his inside the helmet. Wings followed shortly after. Good stuff.
We headed northeast through the mountains. Around 7 we stopped and decided we should look for a place to camp out for the night. We are both looking on our phones and not having any luck. A state police officer drives by and we ask him if there is anywhere nearby. He says there is a free primitive camping sign just up the road a ways. We thank him and keep rolling.
We find the sign. Its off the side of the road and overgrown. A short path leads up to a closed gate. There is no where to get the bikes off the road and the whole thing kinda gives us the heebie-jeebies. We moved on.
We stopped and use phones again to try and find another place. We found one that looks promising, so we headed there. Turns out it’s a little cabin community and has no vacancy. Dammit. Its going to get dark soon. We decided to just head toward Waterbury, VT as it is our first real destination. Hopefully we will find something on the way.
On the way we came upon Eagle Point campground and pull in. There is no one in the booth. The sign says 9, its 9:08. Dammit. Kept rolling. Drove past another campground. We turned around and went in. Woo, someone here. White signs some papers and we go find a site. Its dark now. About the fifth site we looked at had decent trees to hang. Its Black’s first set up of his Warbonnet Blackbird. We finally got to bed around midnight. Sleep. Crappy pic:
We woke up early, packed up and headed out. Next stop Waterbury, VT. Some cool roads on the way. We need to get better at taking pics. Got to Waterbury. Went to Blackback Pub. Ordered some food and a Heady Topper:
It’s Awesome beer by The Alchemist. Its only available in this area and it’s why we came here.
Also poked our heads into Prohibition Pig for another beer and more food. Cool logo on their napkins:
We got on toward Maine. Later, we got off an exit to start looking for somewhere to set up for the night. We noticed a sign “camping—>” just off the exit. We followed the signs and ended up at Crazy Horse Campground just outside of Littleton, NH. Lots of fun and quirky signs as we rode up the driveway. We got to the office and there was no one there. Well now what? Oh wait, a doorbell. A man comes down and checks us in. He gave white a ride down to the site and back in his golf cart. He says we can use any empty site we want. We rode down, found a site and set up. It’s dark by the time we are done. White cooked some ramen in the dark with a flashlight, its sucked. Then we realized we forgot eating utensils. We used some tongs to eat with. Sleep.
The next morning:
Black fetched some coffees from the office. We packed up and headed to the office. White washed the dishes in the bathroom sink. Meanwhile, Black met Stretch out front. He is a disabled veteran who rides. Told us if we were ever headed back up that way to look him up. We chatted with the camp owners for a while. They suggested Topic of the Town for breakfast in downtown Littleton, NH. We headed in to town. Found parking in front of Badass Outdoors and we went in to have a poke about. Met and chatted with Matt, the owner. Cool guy. He just came back from a two week trip to Panama. He gave us some helpful pointers regarding posting on the website. We went to eat breakfast at the Topic and then headed out. We took route 2, next destination: Bar Harbor, ME.
We stopped at a small park in Rumford, ME for a rest.
We continued on route 2 to Bangor and then south into Bar Harbor. It was starting to get dark by the time we got into town. We found a hotel and inquired about a room. $165 for 1 night?! We looked for other places online. Guess that’s a “good” price after all. Shitty. We took it, got our stuff into the room and then walked downtown. It’s around 11. Most places are closed. We found Bar Harbor Beerworks and went in for a few brews and some food.
Another patron ordered a shot that is orange in color. We inquired. The bartender asked if we would like one, said it’s kinda famous in the area. It’s called a Scorned Woman. Hot pepper infused vodka.
Hells yes! We have
1. 2. 3. They are damn good and get better. Somewhere in the middle of the food and drinks, Pootie Tang came up in conversation with another bartender… The first bartender mentions Cadillac Mountain, the first point the sun hits the US. It got added to the list. We stagger back to the room. Passed out.
We packed our crap and rode up to Cadillac Mountain. Awesome views:
Bar Harbor below:
Panorama: (clicky for bigness)
We left Bar Harbor and headed north toward Lubec and Quoddy Head. Stopped in a Walmart parking lot to tighten chains but our 12mm wrench was slipping and rounding the nuts over. We were discussing purchasing a new one when this guy asked if we needed any help:
His back seat is loaded with tools and he hooked us up. Thanks dude!
It’s was a long ride up to Quoddy Head, about 2 hours, and there isn’t too terribly much scenery along the way. We missed the turn and figured it out about 20 miles beyond. We headed back and found it. Yay! Buncha pics, easternmost everything:
Easternmost picnic table!
Easternmost Black and White Riders!
We rode back to Ellsworth and argued on the way about where to stay, camp/hotel. It’s after 9 by the time we got there. We looked for a hotel. Stopped at a Ramada: $150. No, we bent over last night, thank you. We looked on the phones for somewhere else. Dipped into KFC to escape the massive swarms of oversized Maine mosquitoes. Had a coffee and some chicken fingers. We asked the employees if there is anywhere reasonably priced to stay a night. They directed us to Eagle’s Lodge just up the road. We went there. White went inside to ask about a room:
Two bed, $9o something. Grimace. One bed, $80. Thats better I guess… She asked what we are doing. I(White) told her about our trip. She was excited to hear it. I introduced myself and called Black in to meet her as well. Her name is Patricia. Awesome woman. The most gracious Patricia told us we could camp out in the field adjacent to the motel.
We chatted with her for a while about various things. She told us we should meet her son if we get to Montana. It’s added to the list. We went to set up for bed. Immediately before laying down White checks the bikes and one of Black’s locks fell apart in his hand. We will fix it in the morning. Sleep.
Morning, pics of where we done slept:
Black’s hanging lair:
Black searches for lock components (amazingly he found the tiny pieces):
The Eagle’s Lodge:
We were told by Patricia that we had to meet Charity in the morning so we went in to see her. Asked her for things to do around town for a bit. Went to Woodlawn Museum on her recommendation. A 180 acre historical estate.
While there, we chatted with a woman walking her dog. When we told her that we are headed to Freeport next, she burst out laughing and asked “WHY?! You guys don’t look like the outllet type.” Mostly because Maine Beer Co. is there.
We met up with cousin George and had brunch when he rolled his truck into town.
Cousin George (White has beard envy!):
Headed for Freeport. Long ride down there. We got to Maine Beer Company at almost 5 on the dot. We started to de-gear and a dude came out and pulled the flag, then locked the door and flipped the sign. All without ever saying a word to us. Ok. We got out phones and looked for a place to eat dinner. While looking, a chick came out and asked if we just wanted to get some beers. She said they can’t do a tour, but she let us in. She’s cool. We sampled a few beers on tap and got a couple to go. Pics:
We asked her where to get some lobster. She said Harraseeket Lunch and Lobster. It was on a few lists of the top 10 lobster places in Maine. We went. We ate. We enjoyed the food and the beers.
One of the employees asked us about our bikes and we chatted with him for quite a while. He showed us his sweet Audi wagon that he has done a bit of work to. Nice car. Took a few more pics:
We hauled ass to Boston, to Andrew’s house, one of White’s good friends. On the way Black’s GPS decided to give him an exit as we are passing it. He made the exit quickly and we got separated. We reconnected and finally made it to Andrew and Julia’s around midnight. Put stuff inside. SLEEP.
Julia fed us breakfast in the morning before we headed to Provincetown. Nothing exciting along the way. 6 is a very long road. Got a few pics, should have taken more:
Took some video too, but all the video probably wont get uploaded until later on (editing and whatnot).
We looked for somewhere to park that won’t cost us $20 dollars so we can get some food, but we had no luck. We stopped at a grocery store to get off the bikes for a bit. After a while we decided to head back and find food on the way. We found a pizza shop with its own parking lot before we even got out of town. Noms.
On the trip back it started to get cold and White realized that he left all of his warm clothing at Andrew’s place. On the way back we spotted this gem at a gas station.
Got back really late again. Sleep.
We stayed for one more day to hang out with Andrew in the evening.
Discovered this on his neighbors lawn:
Took a train into Boston to check out the New England Aquarium. Shoulda taken more pics.
This is Mrytle, she is around 80 years old and 550 pounds. Definitely turtle enough for the turtle club:
We were going to stop into Cheers just for the sake of going, but it was packed.
Beer and wings for dinner with Andrew and Julia. Thank you both for your hospitality. Sleep.
We loaded up and headed for Providence, RI. We got there and got a couple pics:
We headed toward home, kinda. Stopped at Twisted Throttle in Exeter on the way. Then we blew through Connecticut and headed straight for home. Got in around 1am. Sleep.
White’s bike went in to CNY Powersports for 8k service and a new rear tire.
Some yakkin while waiting:
White overdid it and tweaked his shoulder on the water. So bad that he couldn’t turn his head. Made a visit to the chiropractor to get tuned up.
White’s bike is done. Black’s bike got a new chain at 14.5k.
The Ride Begins:
August 4: Leaving again, finally. Woo!
Prior to planning this trip I owned very little riding gear. I had a couple year old HJC helmet that was 2 sizes too big, a decent pair of Icon gloves, and a heavy leather jacket with no armor or ventilation that I didn’t wear it in hot weather anyway.
I decided it would be to my benefit to purchase new riding gear:
- Arai Signet-Q helmet
- Under Armour skull cap
- Sena SMH10R bluetooth communicator installed in helmet
- REV’IT! Sand 2 jacket and pants, includes waterproof and thermal layers
- Held Air N Dry gloves, Gore-Tex waterproof
- Icon Pursuit Stealth gloves
- Dianese TRQ-Tour boots, Gore-Tex waterproof
My camping gear, some new and some existing, includes the following:
- Gregory Z55 backpack
- CamelBak M.U.L.E. military hydration pack
- Kammock Roo hammock with Dragonfly bug net
- UGQ Flght Jacket 30° top quilt
- UGQ Zeppelin 20° under quilt
- OES MacCat Deluxe tarp
- DAC tent stakes
- Equinox ground cloth
- MSR Dragonfly stove + repair kit
- MSR 30 fuel canister
- MSR Alpine 4 pot set, decided to only use the 2L
- Small bottle of dish soap
- Cheap Walmart tongs
- Light My Fire Tritan spork
- Morkniv camp knife
- Buck 110 knife
- Old heavy divers knife from my grandfather
- GobSpark Armageddon firesteel
- Mixed rope including Samson Amsteel and Sterling GLOcord
- Military surplus balaclava
- Fleece cap
- Old whooped out pair Nike Free sneakers
- Vibram FiveFingers KSO
- 3x cotton T-shirts
- 1x long sleeve T-shirt
- 4x underwear
- 1x jeans
- 2x athletic shorts
- 1x short socks
- 3x Under Armour HeatGear boot socks
- 1x Smartwool PHD Snowboard socks
- 1x Under Armour HeatGear long sleeve compression shirt
- 2x Under Armour HeatGear short sleeve compression shirt
- 1x Under Armour HeatGear compression leggings
- 1x Under Armour ColdGear long sleeve compression shirt
- 1x Under Armour ColdGear compression leggings
- Bathing suit
- Bath bag: shampoo, soap, toothbrush, comb
I opted to stick mostly with my trusty rusty gear. I have owned most of it for over ten years and have been through a lot with it.
Helmet – HJC
Jacket – Icon Neo-Daytona
Boots – Sidi Vertigo Corse
Gloves – Rev’It Phantom GTX
– Suzuki Racing Gloves
– Fox Bombers
Rain Gear – I have decided to use my combat Gore-Tex as my rain gear and it also doubles as an effective outer shell in the event we run into some cold weather
- Warbonnet Blackbird – Camping Hammock
- Warbonnet Edge Tarp
- Tarp Straps
- Warbonnet Yeti Underquilt
- Snugpak Jungle Bag – Sleeping bag
- Small Fleece Blanket
- Travel Pillow
- 6 Aluminum Stakes
- 4 small S-Biners
Gear Update for 2015:
I replaced the Fox Bomber Gloves with Dainese Air Hero gloves. Much more comfortable, better protection and the air flow is about the same (although at double the cost).
I had my Neo-Daytona Jacket repaired and had some patches we got on the trip put on, plus my sister got me a couple patches (Sister doesn’t ride, loser).
– dude wicked hooked me up at the leather shop – no charge – and he does great work. I’ll add a link later with a new picture and details on the repairs, they were quite extensive really.
– Normally I don’t put this much into a jacket, but this was my very first jacket back in 2003, I don’t intend to ever retire it
I also picked up some Sidi Cobra GoreTex boots to replace the old Sidi’s. The Cobras are super comfortable and they’re waterproof (something that would have been cool on the big trip).
Modifying one of my Icon helmets to take a camera
2013 Honda CB500X
- SW-MOTECH EVO side and top racks
- SW-MOTECH Trax EVO 37L Alu-Box sidecases
- Barkbusters VPS handguards
- 3BR Powersports TAPP USB power port
- CrampBuster CB2
- Oxford micro clock / thermometer
- VIRB Elite
- ROK Straps
I will be using Maxima Chain Guard for my chain lubrication.
Black is in charge of carrying what tools we will need for minor repairs and tuning.
I’m 36, and I have lived a full life to this point. I have had more experiences at this point in my life than most people have their entire lives. I was in combat in Iraq back in 2004. This experience changed and defined me. After seeing how the Iraqi people lived it was difficult to come back to the US and live a normal life again. That, coupled with dealing with PTSD for ten years, and a recent divorce, caused me to change my outlook on life and ultimately was the reason for going on this trip. My brother and I both have the opportunity to go now and we are taking that opportunity while we have the chance.
The trip was awesome, so much amazing stuff to see, too much stuff really. I could make another three or four 20000+ mile trips like this one and still not see everything that I want to see in this country. That having been said, three and a half months is a long time to be on the road, I was so tired for the last month, we never had any recovery time until we stopped for a few days in Orlando. Plus I would prefer to ride in warmer weather, riding in November is cold.
On December 26th, 2014 I had a daughter. We’ll just call her the Pink Rider. Nice, healthy little monkey, she’s strong too, I figure I can have her riding by the time she’s three.
5/5/2015 Happy Mexican Independence Day!! The Pink Rider started crawling today! Viva la independencia!
Between the two of us, I am the shy, quiet brother. I have generally tried to keep to myself and not to step on anyone else’s toes. At 31 years old I don’t really feel like I’ve accomplished much with my life. Aside from a short time that a lived and worked in Michigan, I have spent my entire life in the town in which I was born. Just kind of floating with whatever came along. Over the past few years I have grown steadily more weary of this place. My stifled wanderlust screaming at me to get out and get my adventure on. For me this trip is about expanding myself and my life experience. I hope that I can grow as a person and see a lot of really cool stuff while doing it.
As a side note, the mere act of posting on here is way outside of my comfort zone. Woo!