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Re: Nasty Insane in the Membrane Austrian Conquer the USA
« Reply #100 on: August 02, 2019, 08:39:05 am »
You are concerned about a birdie on your avatar, I have the word SEX blazoned all over mine  :peepwall:  :imaposer:

I liked the eagle...  :thumleft:

I got a Dwagon  :peepwall: :succubus1:
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Re: Nasty Insane in the Membrane Austrian Conquer the USA
« Reply #101 on: August 04, 2019, 07:25:56 pm »
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Re: Nasty Insane in the Membrane Austrian Conquer the USA
« Reply #102 on: August 16, 2019, 01:59:04 pm »
Entry 1 - Outlaw Rides Again
Star Date - 18 May 2018
Distance - 217 miles / 350 kilometers


Where do I begin? I needed a vacation.  As I said previously, my brain was liquified.  I love Michigan winters, there's nothing more fun than riding a snowmobile through deep powda (powdery snow), hard to fathom a small engine sport more fun than dirt-biking, but in my opinion, snowmobiling is a magical experience.  Only one problem, I had sold my Ski-doo and I don't ski anymore.  Why don't I ski?  My friends nicknamed me bullet train.  I can ski..........straight........I just can't turn or stop.  My friends get scared I'm going to kill several people skiing at 70mph down the mountain. 

I mean, I have the face, charm, and physique of Italian legend, Alberto Tomba, however friends fear comes from the fact I stand about 6'8" 275lbs on ski's and look like the abominable snowman or a Russian Yeti!  They are correct, I could kill or paralyze people hitting them at 70 or 80 per on skis.

I begin to hate old man winter when he lingers into March, April, sometimes May.  Take this past winter, for example, many parts of the Upper Peninsula of Michigan nearly broke the annual snowfall record.

Imagine waking up in the morning, opening your door to this-






Do we Michiganders cry and whine when this happens?  No, it's our way of life.  We make the best of it.  By drinking copious amounts of alcohol.





There's something eerily beautiful about snow to me, how it blankets and cleanses the earth!





Move snow until you can escape your home.




Or building, here a window on the 3rd story of a building at Michigan Tech University.




Hopefully you own a big bakkie or tractor with a large plow or snowblower.




Otherwise, you are screwed until you can dig your car out!



Typically, when leaving for a multiple week motorbike trip, I only sleep a few hours the night before. With this trip hopefully lasting multiple months, I didn't sleep for a second worrying I'd packed everything I'd need. Finally, after lying in bed all night with mind racing, I decided to roll out of bed at the butt crack of dawn and start strapping bags to my bike and get every last minute thing I thought I'd need. Finally, a little after noon, and after breakfast, a visit with mom to say my goodbyes, I was off.





First stop, just a short ride to Brembo North America MFG and Foundry, near Homer, Michigan. Brembo bought out the original brake manufacturer and has been growing every year since. The factory and foundry are enormous, and they can't hire fast enough. They've begun hiring directly off the street and offering incentives trying to hire enough staff. I had some more pics of the foundry, they were lost however. I'll have to shoot some more when I return to Michigan and add them to the report. No, this factory does not mfg the calipers, master cylinders, or any of the braking components on your bike. The components this location manufacturers, feeds the Big 3 and some other automotive companies building cars here in N.A.





I could tell in the first mile of riding, I had way too much stuff packed, the weight needed to be adjusted and rearranged.






I dedicated this ride to my hometown, its citizens, school I attended from kindergarten until graduation, our athletic teams, of which our baseball team holds the national record for consecutive wins, 75-0 before losing, the superintendent of my local school invited me for a photo-op.  I try my best to show kids in my hometown there's a whole world out there to explore instead of getting fat playing video games.  Here's a link providing the story of the record breaking streak. http://michiganbaseballhall.org/members/homer.html  Recently, we just won our 3rd Michigan State Championship in baseball.  I attended the championship game, exciting for your hometown team to be considered the best team in the entire state.  BTW, major league pitcher of Arizona Diamondback fame, Josh Collmenter, was a member of the record breaking Homer team.

Here's my bike in front of the north entrance of the school I attended.





Photo-op with Superintendent and Michigan Hall of Fame coach and friend, Scott Salow. A genius baseball coach, Scott was the coach during the record setting years, including a 4 year stretch when Homer played 149 games, winning 143 of them. Scott is still the head coach presently.  I don't post many pics of myself.  I don't have time to answer calls from modeling and acting agents.









I didn't even leave the school without dropping my bike. I had a lot of weight on my rear rack and the 2 Ortleib bags filled with a bunch of stuff I probably didn't need. I tried to swing my right leg over the bike and didn't quite make it, started to fall, didn't let go of the left hand grip, and brought the bike over as I fell on the ground. Lol, luckily I had my helmet on as my head hit the cement!!! Coach Salow and a schoolteacher came out to assist!! The 3 of us were able to right the bike. They wished me well, and I was on my way.

Shortly after leaving Homer, Michigan, it started to rain just across the border in Fremont, Indiana. It rained, and rained, and rained some more. I decided to just dead head on the Interstate as I've already ridden most of the great routes in Northern Indiana. I just wanted to get south as fast as I could on day 1. After riding in frigid rain for hours, I decided I was done for the day in South Indianapolis. I had my waterproof Rukka jacket on, which kept my upper body dry. Because I was still carrying my winter hibernation weight I typically gain every winter, I could not fit in my Rukka pant, so had to wear my BMW City Pant, which are very comfortable, but in no way waterproof.

I didn't take many pics on day 1 because of the rain and I didn't want to get my new camera wet as I had just read on the internet a few days previously my new camera is fragile to water.

I stopped at a rest area about 1.5 hours north of Indianapolis, Indiana.  I was mentally fatigued not getting a wink of sleep.  I booked a room at a Super 8. Friendly staff, but cleanliness was terrible. The carpet needed changed years ago, stains everywhere. I hadn't even got in my room before a meth head girl came up to me to ask me if I had a lighter she could use. What was really strange, after I entered my room, removed my jacket, I went back outside to retrieve a duffel bag off my bike, reentered the motel hallway. Not 3 minutes had passed since the girl had asked me for a light, when the same girl came up to me again, asking me if I had a lighter she could use. I felt sorry for her, she was obviously quite strung out and frustrated she couldn't find a light. I would avoid the Super 8 in South Indy if I was you. Turned out to be the most expensive hotel room from Michigan to Texas and was by far the worst experience I've had in years. I don't need a fancy hotel by any means, but this place was a disaster.





The only good part about the stay was I cooked my own meal on my JetBoil stove. Unfortunately, it started pouring rain before I was done cooking. Oh well, that's part of the adventure and a little water adds to the adventure.




I plugged in the mini-fridge in my room, but couldn't hear the compressor cycling. Darn, I wanted to keep my drinks cold. Unplugged the mini-fridge, turned the unit around to look at the back, and noticed someone had done some questionable repairs on the fridge. Appeared the return line had been cut and was crimped with pliers, lol. I notified the front desk my fridge did not work. A repair man showed up a few minutes later. He couldn't fix the unit either. He said he'd be back in a few minutes with a new unit. He came back with a unit, but it was not new, it appeared to be several years old and had just been found in a salvage yard. I wasn't complaining though, it worked, aesthetics didn't matter at this point!!

I actually slept well, only awoke a few times during the night, most likely drug addicts in the hallway. Quite an experience, my first night away from home, not one I would've chosen, but that's life.  Hopefully the next evening will be better.
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Re: Nasty Insane in the Membrane Austrian Conquer the USA
« Reply #103 on: August 16, 2019, 04:09:38 pm »
Hey on that pic off you and the coach, what does it say on the poster, Homer Strong or Homer Strond? Hope it is StronG because StronD in Afrikaans means shit  :laughing4: :imaposer:

BY the way like it so far.

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Re: Nasty Insane in the Membrane Austrian Conquer the USA
« Reply #104 on: August 16, 2019, 04:37:41 pm »
Hey on that pic off you and the coach, what does it say on the poster, Homer Strong or Homer Strond? Hope it is StronG because StronD in Afrikaans means shit  :laughing4: :imaposer:

BY the way like it so far.

Gooi Mielies!  :thumleft:

Homer Strong  :thumleft:

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Gooi Mielies = ? English  sorry, I'm behind in studying Afrikaans.
 

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Re: Nasty Insane in the Membrane Austrian Conquer the USA
« Reply #105 on: August 16, 2019, 05:31:40 pm »
Hey on that pic off you and the coach, what does it say on the poster, Homer Strong or Homer Strond? Hope it is StronG because StronD in Afrikaans means shit  :laughing4: :imaposer:

BY the way like it so far.

Gooi Mielies!  :thumleft:

Homer Strong  :thumleft:

Thank you for following.

Gooi Mielies = ? English  sorry, I'm behind in studying Afrikaans.
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Means "go for it" with passion and all that other stuff that makes life interesting.
I agree, keep on posting,
It's also one of the countries I'd love to just keep riding in.
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Re: Nasty Insane in the Membrane Austrian Conquer the USA
« Reply #106 on: August 16, 2019, 05:33:34 pm »
Entry 2 - Larry Legend
Star Date - 19 May 2018
Distance - 216 miles / 348 kilometers



Awaking in the shit-hole of the century, I wanted to get the hell out asap. I quickly loaded my bags, which admittedly, I already knew I'd brought too much stuff. Better to have too much than not enough, I suppose. One can always send unneeded luggage back home, via UPS or USPS.



I made my way south on HWY 37 to Bloomington, before diverting east towards Lake Monroe on HWY 446, aka Knightsbridge road. I stopped near a public recreation area for a break and a picnic. It was a pretty area, I think the waterway was named Lake Monroe, not sure.








It appeared the area had received much rain and experienced areas of flooding.






A fella in a nice Ford F150 preparing his boat for launch.





My stomach started a fuss with a slow growl, it was time for protein.  I found this lekker picnic spot, where I enjoyed a turkey sammich.




With a nice view.





From the picnic spot, I continued on Knightsbridge road towards Blue Springs Cavern, for a possible underground boat tour. What a beautiful building the Blue Springs Cavern Tour has to book the tour.






A lovely looking rose bush near where I parked my Katoom, with roses in full bloom, just after a nice long cold drink.








Inside the Visitor Center at Blue Springs Cavern, near Bedford, Indiana.  I asked about the tour, it is an underground cave with river.  There are some tight spots along the route, that is all I needed to hear, no thank you.




They had this delicious looking rock candy inside the visitor center, it must have been stale because I nearly chipped a tooth when I tried a bite.








I sat down for a few minutes to gather myself and warm up some.  I was soaked from waist down to ankles.  From Blue Springs Cavern, I continued south southwest on HWY 50, aka Indiana's Historic Pathways North Spur, to near Shoal, Indiana and found Jug Rock. Not a very good pic, as the foliage was taking over the sightline to the cool rock formation.




Not a very good pic due to all the foliage.




I struck up a conversation with a gentleman who'd grown up in the area. He suggested I visit and tour 'The Dome' when in West Baden Springs, Indiana. The man wasn't sure of the name of the site, but he told me to ride into town and ask anyone where 'The Dome' is and they'd know.

So, from Jug Rock, I rode HWY 150, which was motorbiking nirvana. High speed sweepers. It was wet, but the TKC 80's were glued to the wet pavement. I had quite a spirited ride from Tug Rock to West Baden Springs, Indiana. Luckily, 'The Dome' was easy to find. 'The Dome' is actually named West Baden Springs Hotel and is part of French Lick Resort. Take my word for it, if you ever find yourself nearby, do yourself a solid and stop by and tour the dome. When you walk in the hotel and reach the dome, your mouth will drop at the design and architecture.




Look up.




A little too fancy for my tastes, as rooms begin around the $250 mark and go skyward from there. However, I'd like to bring my elderly mother down here someday so she can enjoy herself in the lap of luxury, while I golf at the Donald Ross designed golf course nearby.





I found a little history about the place, Italicized with my pics in between.

In 1855 the Mile Lick Hotel was built to capitalize on the abundance of mineral springs in the area. The name was later changed to West Baden Springs Hotel as it was fashioned after the great mineral spa of Europe, Baden Baden. Lee W. Sinclair transformed West Baden into a sophisticated resort, adding an opera house, a casino, a two-deck pony and bicycle track and a full-size baseball field. Sadly, in June of 1901 a fire destroyed the entire lodging structure in less than two hours. Thankfully, all of the guests escaped harm.






Sinclair used this tragedy as his opportunity to build the hotel of his dreams. He envisioned a circular building topped with the world's largest dome, decorated like the grandest spas of Europe. Architect Harrison Albright of West Virginia, accepted Sinclair’s commission and agreed to complete the project within a year. The new hotel, complete with a 200-foot diameter atrium and fireplace that burned 14 foot logs opened for business in June of 1902.






After Sinclair died in 1916, his daughter, Lillian, and her husband took over the hotel's operation and completed a massive renovation effort that left their finances overextended. In 1923 Lillian sold the hotel to Ed Ballard for one million dollars.







When the stock market crashed in 1929 the hotel emptied of guests almost overnight. Eventually Ballard closed the hotel in June 1932 and in 1934 sold it to the Jesuits for one dollar. The Jesuits removed many of property’s elegant appointments and eventually dismantled the building's four Moorish towers. The seminary, known as West Baden College, operated until 1964 when declining enrollment led the Jesuits to close the facility. A Michigan couple purchased the property in 1966 and donated it to Northwood Institute, a private college, which operated in West Baden until 1983.




While the colleges did not maintain the West Baden property in the same lavish style it exhibited during the hotel era, it was relatively well cared for until 1985 when Northwood sold it to a real estate development firm. That firm soon declared bankruptcy and the property was tangled in years of litigation.






In 1974 West Baden was listed as a National Historic Landmark but the elements took their toll on the neglected hotel and it was closed to the public in 1989 for safety reasons. In January 1991 a buildup of ice and water on the roof and in drainpipes caused the collapse of a portion of the exterior wall. Indiana Landmarks, the country’s largest state-wide historic preservation organization, led the charge to stabilize the hotel to preserve redevelopment potential, and attract a new owner capable of restoring the property for a new use. In 1992 Indiana Landmarks spent $140,000 to stabilize the hotel, matching a $70,000 contribution from an anonymous donor.


In May 1994 the hotel was sold to Minnesota Investment Partners [MIP] for $500,000. Grand Casinos, Inc., an investor in the purchase, optioned the hotel from MIP. The COOK Group, Inc., a global medical device manufacturing company, headquartered in Bloomington, Indiana, stepped in to preserve both French Lick Springs Hotel and West Baden Springs Hotel. Under the direction of Bill, Gayle and their son, Carl Cook, both hotels and their grounds received a multi-million dollar renovation returning them to the grandeur of the days of Sinclair and uniting them as one resort. In 2006, French Lick Springs Hotel reopened after an extensive renovation and new addition, French Lick Casino. The original 1917 “Hill Course” was reopened and restored as The Donald Ross Course. With the completion of the West Baden Springs Hotel restoration in 2007 French Lick Resort was born.




An incredible antique Rolls Royce is on display.















After leaving the dome, it actually stopped raining for the first time in quite awhile on my trip!! I then continued south through the neighboring town of French Lick, Indiana. French Lick holds a dear place in my heart as it's the hometown of Larry Joe Bird, aka Larry Legend, the famous Boston Celtic and Gold Medal winner, and whom I believe to be one of the best, if not thee greatest NBA (National Basketball Association) player of all time. Many will argue with me on that point and claim Michael Jordan, Earvin 'Magic' Johnson, or Lebron James is the GOAT, but I still will say Larry Legend was the best. Larry at the same age, leads Lebron in several stats. Yes, MJ has the rings, but he was also the face of the NBA and anyone whom got near Jordan, got whistled for a foul. Not taking anything from MJ, Magic, or Lebron, they're incredible basketball players, but in my opinion, the NBA hasn't been the same since Larry, Magic, and Jordan played. I hope I get to meet Larry Legend someday, I'd like to have an autographed Celtic jersey.

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From French Lick, Indiana, I continued south to Patoka Lake. Beautiful area and lake. I'm not sure, but I think I heard someone say it is man-made.




Some folks enjoying some fishing.


















From the Patoka Lake area, and after all of the rain I'd ridden through again, I decided I didn't want to setup a tent in the rain, so I booked a Motel 6 in Owensboro, Kentucky from Indiana. A few miles further, I crossed from Indiana to Kintuck.



Actually a very nice Motel 6, clean rooms, hot shower, and a nice flatscreen tv, and ice-cold air conditioning, I couldn't have been more satisfied.




I decided on a couple brats I had in my Pelican cooler.




And a real nice reduced price Ribeye steak I discovered at Wally (Walmart).  Ate the brats while the thin cut ribeye sautéed in some olive oil for a couple of minutes on each side.  I felt like a caveman.




I was starting to feel better and comfortable being on the road.



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Re: Nasty Insane in the Membrane Austrian Conquer the USA
« Reply #107 on: August 16, 2019, 05:49:14 pm »
Again, this summarises biking.
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