Motociklistu stāsti un braucieni

Ontem sai do trabalho as cinco e meia e em vez de ir para casa meti-me na A28 para norte. Para o fim de semana anunciam chuva e eu queria aproveitar a ultima tarde seca da semana. A autoestrada nao tem nada para contar, mas o mar vai sempre ali a esquerda por entre os pinheiros e a luz ja estava a ficar baixa e amarela.Sai antes de Viana e entrei pela ponte velha, a do Eiffel, com as juntas de ferro a bater por baixo das rodas e o Lima largo e calmo dos dois lados. Do outro lado da cidade comeca a subida para Santa Luzia, calcada em curvas apertadas, daquelas em que a Scrambler vai em segunda e eu vou com os olhos na pedra. A meio cruzei o funicular a descer quase vazio.La em cima estava pouca gente. Um casal estrangeiro a tirar fotografias, um senhor com um cao e eu. Encostei a moto junto...

ChromeWolf

📅 pirms 14 d 👁 1 👍 1

Catfish at a Fire Hall Out Past Chapel Hill

Country Road Sunset Story Time Food Stop Cruiser +1

Friday evening I took the Heritage south on 31A, down through Nolensville and past Triune where the new houses finally give out, and kept on toward Chapel Hill with the sun getting low on my right. No plan to it past the road itself.About the time the fence lines got honest again I smelled grease, and then I saw the sign. Hand painted on plywood, leaned on a sawhorse at a crossroads: FISH FRY TONITE, with an arrow. I followed it to a cinderblock fire hall with both bay doors rolled up and the trucks parked out in the grass to make room. Three big cast iron kettles going out back on propane, and a line of folks that ran out past the flagpole.Plate was catfish, hushpuppies, white beans and slaw, twelve dollars, and the money went in a coffee can marked for new turnout gear. Nobody made chang...

DinerGlide

📅 pirms 27 d 👁 2

Crozier Canyon on the First Cool Evening

Solo Ride Desert Sunset Route 66 Autumn +2

The heat does not end on a date out here. It stops meeting you at the door one evening, and in town you do not notice it at all. You notice it about twenty miles east, when it dawns on you that you have quit leaning away from your own engine.I ran out 66 toward Valentine with a little under two hours of light left. That road empties out fast once the last of the Valle Vista houses are behind you, and by Hackberry the only traffic is whatever freight is moving on the tracks. The trains out there run close enough to the pavement that you feel the second one coming before you hear it. I have ridden that same stretch in July with the air coming off the asphalt like somebody left an oven door open. This time the vents were doing nothing for me at all, and I ended up zipping the jacket back up a...

DinerGlide

📅 pirms 1 mēn 👁 6 👍 1

Hualapai Mountain Road, Where the Desert Quits

Solo Ride Desert Sunset Hot Weather Story Time +1

Fourteen miles out of town the desert quits. That is the only way I have ever been able to explain Hualapai Mountain Road to anybody who has not been up it. You leave Kingman at the light by the tracks with the heat still coming up off the asphalt, you start climbing, and somewhere around five thousand feet the creosote gives out and there are pines standing where no pine has any business standing. Same county. Same tank of gas. Twenty minutes.I went up late in the day with the light already going long across the valley. The Glide is not built for that road and I am not going to pretend otherwise. It is fourteen miles of switchbacks with a wall on one side and air on the other, and a bagger wants a wider line than the road is willing to give. Second gear most of the way, the big twin luggi...

DustLine

📅 pirms 1 mēn 👁 2 👍 1

Fim de tarde pela N108

Solo Ride Country Road Sunset Portugal Scrambler

Sai do trabalho as seis e em vez de ir para casa fui pela N108, aquela que segue o Douro pela margem norte a partir de Gondomar. Ja tinha feito aquilo em julho com o sol alto e nao e a mesma estrada em setembro. A luz chega de lado e o rio fica quase preto por baixo das encostas.A estrada e estreita e cheia de curvas cegas, com muro de um lado e a queda do outro. Nao da para andar depressa e ainda bem. A Scrambler gosta daquele ritmo, em terceira, com o motor a puxar de baixo, e o som volta das rochas quando se passa junto ao paredao.Parei em Melres, no cais pequeno onde ainda ha barcos amarrados. Nao estava la ninguem. So um homem a arrumar redes que me perguntou se a moto era antiga. Disse-lhe que nao, que so parece. Ficou a olhar para ela mais um bocado e voltou as redes.Voltei a arranc...

DinerGlide

📅 pirms 1 mēn 👁 14

The Long Way Up Stockton Hill

Solo Ride Night Ride Desert Sunset Road Therapy

There is a road out of Kingman that most people only use to get somewhere else. Stockton Hill runs north out of town, past the last of the houses and the last of the streetlights, and then it just goes, straight and patient, up toward Dolan Springs and the Joshua trees.I took it Sunday evening with no plan beyond seeing how far the light would hold. The town quits all at once out that way. One minute there are mailboxes and a feed store, the next there is nothing but creosote and the road running out ahead of you like somebody unrolled it and forgot to come back for it.The Joshua trees start about fifteen miles up. People call it a forest and it does not look like one at first, just a few of them standing off at odd angles like they wandered out and got lost. Then there are a hundred. Then...

DinerGlide

📅 pirms 1 mēn 👁 8 👍 1

Two From Chicago and an Empty Tank on Gold Road

Solo Ride Desert Switchbacks Sunset Hot Weather +5

There is a stretch of the old road west of Kingman that most people drive once, take a photograph of, and never come back to. It runs out past Cool Springs and then starts climbing into the Black Mountains toward Sitgreaves Pass, and by the time you are up in the switchbacks there is no shoulder worth the name and a drop off the right side that puts rental cars down to fifteen miles an hour and keeps them there. I ride it a couple times a month, always late in the day, once the heat has let go and the light starts coming in sideways across the rock.Thursday I went out around six with no plan past Oatman and back. Stopped at Cool Springs the way I always do, that rebuilt station with the stone pillars where the tour vans line up at noon and nobody at all stops at supper time. Sat there a wh...

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CitySporty

📅 pirms 2 mēn 👁 3 👍 1

Woensdagavond door de Botlek

Daily Ride Solo Ride City Sunset Summer +1

Na het werk had ik geen zin om meteen naar huis te gaan, dus ben ik de andere kant op gereden, de haven in. Iedereen die hier woont rijdt op zondag naar Hoek van Holland en terug, dat heb ik zelf ook vaak genoeg gedaan. De Botlek doet bijna niemand voor zijn plezier, en juist daarom is het na zessen een van de rustigste stukken asfalt in de omgeving.Via de Maastunnel naar beneden en dan langs de raffinaderijen richting Rozenburg. Brede wegen, nauwelijks verkeer, alleen af en toe een tankwagen die de andere kant op komt. Bij de Calandbrug even stilgestaan omdat er een schip door moest. Dat kan zo tien minuten duren, maar met de motor uit hoor je alleen het water en het gepiep van de kranen verderop. Achter je staan drie auto's ongeduldig te wachten, ik had er geen enkele haast bij.De Sports...

ChromeWolf

📅 pirms 2 mēn

Counting Cars at a Crossing Outside Lebanon

Solo Ride Country Road Sunset Story Time Cruiser

Wednesday evening I ran the Heritage east out past Mount Juliet, out where the subdivisions finally give up and the road goes back to being a road. No plan to it. I just wanted to be somewhere the light could get all the way to the ground.About ten miles short of Lebanon the crossing arms came down on me. Little two lane, no shoulder, corn on one side and a hay field on the other, and here comes a freight out of the west taking its own sweet time about it. I shut the motor off, which I don't usually do, and put a boot down.You forget how long a train is until you are sitting in front of one with nothing else to do. I got to counting cars and lost the number somewhere in the hoppers. Grain, tankers, a long string of container flats with names on them from ports I will never see. The whole t...

ChromeWolf

📅 pirms 2 mēn 👁 14

The Auction Barn at College Grove

Solo Ride Country Road Sunset Summer Cruiser

Friday evening I took the Heritage southeast for a change, down through Triune and out toward College Grove. That road quits pretending it has anywhere to be about the time the last stoplight falls behind you, and after that it is fence line and hayfields and whatever the light feels like doing.Somebody had cut hay that afternoon and the whole valley smelled like it. The rolls were still sitting out there throwing shadows twice as long as they were. I rode slow on purpose. No sense hurrying through the one part of the week that isn't asking anything of you.Pulled in at an old auction barn where a few trucks were parked with the doors open, sale long finished but nobody in a hurry to leave. Two fellas on a tailgate arguing about rain that's supposed to come Sunday. One of them looked the He...

CherryRoad

📅 pirms 3 mēn 👁 2

Sunset run down I-30

City Sunset Bagger Freedom

Took the CVO out tonight right as the sun started dropping behind the skyline, that cherry red paint catching every bit of light on the way down. Rolled out of Dallas on I-30 with the windows downtown lighting up in the mirrors.Pulled off at a gas station out past Grand Prairie just to hear the 117 idle in the quiet. Some guy in a pickup rolled his window down just to say the paint looked like it belonged on a fire truck. Told him fire trucks wish they looked this good.Rode back into town with the skyline lit up full orange, engine loud enough I didn't need the radio. Texas nights were made for rides like this.

GreenFlash

📅 pirms 6 mēn 👁 18

Sunset Ritual

Sunset Scenic View

Reckon there's no better way to end a day than parked up at Burleigh Heads watching the sun drop into the hinterland behind ya. Got there yesterday arvo around half five, backed the Ninja into the grass near the lookout, and just sat on the tank for a solid twenty minutes doing absolutely nothing. Bloke next to me with a fishing rod gave me a nod like he understood exactly what was going on. No words needed.The ride down from Brissie was mint - took the M1 to Nerang then cut through the back roads past Mudgeeraba. There's this one stretch where the road dips through a patch of rainforest and the temperature drops like five degrees instantly. You come out the other side and bang, there's the ocean. Gets me every single time, even after living here three years.Stayed till the sky went full ...

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DustKing

📅 pirms 6 mēn 👁 12

Sunset Rider

Sunset Scenic View

Gates Pass at sunset is a religious experience and I will die on this hill. Literally - it's a hill, and I've almost died on it twice because I was staring at the sky instead of the road. But when you come around that last curve heading west and the entire Tucson valley opens up below you, painted in oranges and purples that don't look real, with saguaros standing there like they've been watching sunsets since before humans existed - yeah, man. Church ain't got nothing on this.I usually head out from midtown around five, cut through the Starr Pass neighborhood, and take the winding road up slow. The Sportster likes this road. Low speed, tight turns, good excuse to lean into those ape hangers and pretend I know what I'm doing. There's a pullout at the top where the hang glider guys launch...

SunsetShe

📅 pirms 5 mēn 👁 6

Golden Hour

Sunset Scenic View

There's a road outside of Stanley that goes absolutely nowhere and that's exactly why I ride it. No destination, no ETA, no Google Maps voice telling me to make a legal U-turn. Just two lanes of cracked asphalt cutting through fields so green they hurt your eyes, with the Sawtooths sitting there on the horizon looking like God got dramatic with the landscape tools. I take this road at least once a week from May through October, and every single time it resets something in my brain.Yesterday was one of those golden hour rides where everything conspires to be perfect. Left Boise around four, took the 21 north past Lucky Peak, and by the time I hit Lowman the light was doing that thing where it comes through the ponderosas in slanted beams and the whole forest looks like a cathedral. Pulled o...

Stāsti

Populāri tagi

Fim de tarde em Santa Luzia

Catfish at a Fire Hall Out Past Chapel Hill

Crozier Canyon on the First Cool Evening

Hualapai Mountain Road, Where the Desert Quits

Fim de tarde pela N108

The Long Way Up Stockton Hill

Two From Chicago and an Empty Tank on Gold Road

Woensdagavond door de Botlek

Counting Cars at a Crossing Outside Lebanon

The Auction Barn at College Grove

Sunset run down I-30

Sunset Ritual

Sunset Rider

Golden Hour