Riding with Spyders on the Blue Ridge

For this ride, I contacted a guy I had befriended on FaceBook;  Kurt Bihler.  I had been following his posts with continuing interest.  He is from IL., rides a Spyder, and is not afraid of high mileage rides.  Kurt is riding the Blue Ridge Parkway.  I've wanted to ride with him for a while now. Last year he rode the Natchez Trace and posted the photos.  The Trace is one of my dream rides

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IMAGE CAPTION: KURT BIHLER AND HIS HIGH MILEAGE SPYDER

After a few back and forth emails, we figured out where and when to meet.  Kurt was staying in Boone NC for the night.  He said he wouldn't mind waiting on me to get to his hotel.  I arrived about 9:30 AM on Saturday morning.  Kurt and I sat in the breakfast room, he had a bite to eat while I drank some coffee.  Then we were off and running to the bikes.  Kurt rides a Spyder Sport model.  I admire those bikes.  They appear like the way to go especially when I become more aged.  If my balance or my strength subside, these Spyders would be great way for me to continue to travel.

Kurt and I rode down and got on the Blue Ridge Parkway an exit south of Boone.  From there Kurt and I enjoyed the sights and the roads of the Parkway proper. Kurt and I rolled from here all the way south to the end of the Parkway and found ourselves in Cherokee NC.  The following is simply a photo play of our little adventure! Enjoy!


IMAGE CAPTION: PINK BEDS OVERLOOK BLUE RIDGE PARKWAY

Kurt's Spyder and my Lil Girl
Kurt's Spyder and my Lil Girl

The ride was pretty much uneventful during the 1st 2/3rds of the ride.  BUT as we moved closer to Cherokee, the clouds came closer to the ground.  We were starting to feel the specks of moisture spit at us and I kept watching the sky.  I knew I would have to put my camera away at some point, but for now...I was gonna grab what I could!

Rain Clouds of the Blue Ridge.
IMAGE CAPTION: RAIN CLOUDS OF THE BLUE RIDGE

GLASSMINE FALLS. BLUE RIDGE PARKWAY
IMAGE CAPTION: GLASSMINE FALLS, BLUE RIDGE PARKWAY

We stopped here at Glassmine Falls, hoping to catch a glimpse of the tallest water fall east of the Mississippi River.  Unfortunately, the water source for these falls frequently dry up, as was the case during our visit.  The water wasn't flowing, but the view is magnificent all the same. I've read, at the base of the falls was an old mine where the mineral "Mica" was brought to the surface.  The mine is gone now, but because of the Mica's use in glass making, this is how the falls received it's name.  Access to the falls is restricted to a viewing platform at mile marker 361.2 on the Blue Ridge Parkway, because the falls is part of the watershed for the City of Asheville, NC.

View from Glassmine Falls overlook.
IMAGE TITLE: VIEW FROM GLASSMINE FALLS OVER LOOK

my Lil Girl and the Spyder...enjoying the view.
IMAGE TITLE: MY LITTLE GIRL AND THE SPYDER ENJOYING THE VIEW

Linn Cove Viaduct, Milepost 304.4: This masterpiece of engineering was constructed to preserve Grandfather Mountain, as the viaduct curves with the contours of the mountain. Drive across it and turn around to do it again. Stop at the Visitor Center and walk under this marvel.

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IMAGE CAPTION: KURT AHEAD OF ME. GRANDFATHER MOUNTAIN ON THE UPPER LEFT OF SPYDER

Soon we were heading down mountain into Asheville. Good thing too. Don't forget, I have a 2 gallon tank. By the time we stopped for gas at exit 305 in Asheville: I had 100 miles on my tank.  I filled up with 1.98 gallons.  FUMES....That's all I had left was fumes!  After fueling, Kurt and I stopped for lunch at a very nice establishment whose Greek Cuisine was very good. I lived a couple of years in Greece, this was better than any street vendors food. OH SO GOOD!  Thank you Kurt for the meal!

Souvlaki and Greek Salad YUMMY
IMAGE CAPTION: SOUVLAKI AND GREEK SALAD

Because of the monstrous rain Kurt and I encountered coming over Pisgah Mountain...I had to put my camera away.  I'm telling you, we had lighting strikes to the right of us, not more than a few hundred feet away. No where to go, but to continue on. It was an excellent ride. I believe I might go north next time, up into VA. I haven't been that way because they had so much of the Blue Ridge Closed north of Boone for so long. I understand it's all open now.

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I know, we've already visited The Mast General Store in the last installment, but there are some photos you haven't seen yet, and I do want to share...

Where porcelain bath tubs come when they are un-loved...un-used.

I forgot where this is...exactly...Somewhere on NC-88...I think. Wonderful place...

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How do ya like these bathroom sinks?

Hay drying...fields and mountains.

This field is such a cool look.  I saw this and pulled the bike over right away. What a shot!

Look for the cats in the photo below

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Shake Down of the Lil Girl....

The bike came out of the shop on Friday night. My pockets are considerably lighter due to the extraordinary amount of coinage charged to pay her ransom. But I must admit, she is in fine shape once more.  You know though: with a bike this age and this many miles on her, you just kinda stand back and wait for proverbial "other shoe" to drop.  I'll cross my fingers. I'll knock on wood.  I'll do anything to ensure I don't have another major expense on her until after the 2011 riding season is through.  

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IMAGE CAPTION: BARE NAKED LADY

Bringing her home on Friday night, I've noticed the carb is not behaving. I guess I will have to bring the bike back and get them to dial in it.  I wish they would just take the time to put her on the dyno.  They never seem to get the temperamental carb dialed it without it.  I long for the old days, when our bikes could be dialed in so easy, without computers to tell us what we should already know.  Well, I do know my carb is sucking the "BIG DOG" right now.

CV CARB DANGLING BY A THREAD
IMAGE CAPTION: CV CARB HANGING BY A THREAD

Saturday morning arrives. My pants have ants in em.  I can't just sit at home. The MR. is not well. Golden Rod has raised it's fair-haired head: my MR. is in agony.  Nothing I can do about it. I will go for a ride while he tries to drug himself into oblivious shadow land. 

Cranking the girl up, it's nice to see she isn't sprayed in oil. She's dry as a Oak leaf in December. That's a good thing. 

I didn't know where I was heading until I stopped for gas at my usual place. It has no ethanol and all the hot rodders and antique builders in town hang out here.  

IMAGE CAPTION: NO ETHANOL


I decided while I was fueling, to head to Roan Mountain and into North Carolina. It's been several months since I've ridden in this neck of North Carolina. What the heck?

I cross over the mountain into North Carolina and find myself on NC-194 north.  This is a rather non-discript road that I have been on many times.  What I didn't know is that I was gonna stay on this road for many miles past the roads I normally turn off on.  It turned out to be a good idea.  Here are some highlights for ya.

I rode to Beech Mountain. I've never been there. Not in winter, not in summer. Guess It was time to go.  I turned off on Beech Mountain Parkway and headed up mountain.  The ride to this winter wonderland destination is uneventful. In summer, almost all the views of the valley below the road were hidden by tall trees, or expensive homes clinging to the mountain side hogging all the views.  It was sad.  But I did find ONE turn-out where the view was absolutely worth the trip up.

                             IMAGE CAPTION: BEECH MT. RESORT VIEW


Riding back down the way I came, I had a local on my ass.  That's generally OK, but the hairpins had gravel in them here, and I've hit enough gravel to serve me a lifetime.  So to hell with your fast ass behind me Mr. Local.  I'm gonna get back down off this mountain without road rash. So just sit tight.  I'm not gonna be doing the Sportster Pivot for your delight today.

Coming back onto NC-194 north, I stop to photograph my Lil Girl in front of this Stone building.  It's a portion of Lees-McRae College.  I like the stone.

Lil Girl in front of Lees-McRae College.
IMAGE CAPTION: Lil Girl in front of Lees-McRae College

I found this quaint little foot bridge. I liked it because it was such an elaborate ornamental piece, set in a field of wild flowers and thistle.  What do you think of it? 

    IMAGE CAPTION: QUAINT FOOT BRIDGE

Soon I found myself crossing over NC-105. What should I do? Go to Grandfather Mountain?

    IMAGE CAPTION: CROSS ROADS TO GRANDFATHER MT.

NAAAA...they charge to go have a looky-loo.  I'm a cheap assed tourist.  Today, if it ain't free. I ain't going.  I find another road to go, head off into the direction of The Mast General Store, North Carolina's oldest running general store.

    IMAGE CAPTION: THE MAST GENERAL STORE

    IMAGE CAPTION: INSIDE THE MAST GENERAL STORE

   Leaving the Mast General Store, it wasn't long before I came across the route of a marathon.  I saw this last straggler as she climbed the hill to the next check in point.  I waited there for her, handed her some water, and captured her photo.  I like those white dread locks.

                             IMAGE CAPTION: The last runner in a marathon race.

                            It was at this point I deviated off NC-194. I had never been on this little back road and I figured if the Marathon was running this way, it also had to lead somewhere.  I was in luck, again as usual. It did.  I eventually found myself  in Boone, and back on NC-194 north.  Before I got back on 194 though, I found this in the bushes behind a shut down business in Boone.  Cool huh?

    IMAGE CAPTION: I THINK IT'S A DEUCE AND A HALF

Don't tell me you don't love this!

    IMAGE CAPTION: MILITARY HEADLIGHTS

I rode NC-194 until it ended at SR-88 West.  I found this beautiful mural in West Jefferson on my way to Warrensville. You must ride through this town.  It's got that friendly feel to it, and I saw 3 bikes parked and visiting the downtown business district. 

    IMAGE CAPTION: WEST JEFFERSON COUNTRY MUSIC MURAL

    Folks this ride is getting "long in the tooth". So I'll just have to come back and regale you with more during the week. 

Before I go, I must tell you the Lil Girl performed admirably.  No leaks of the oil type...my pant legs stayed oil free as did my right side saddle bag.  I'm not terribly happy with the carb settings. Much to fast in the idle.  That needs to come down a bit.  All in all, I'm proud of my Lil Girl.  She sure does like to go for a ride.

As promised, here are the photos from the Kiss concert.

This is only 22 of over 80 some pictures, but I picked some of the coolest to share with you.
As KISS proclaims to be the greatest band on earth, they clearly put on one of the greatest shows on earth.

Wow, What a Trip!

From her on out, I'm just gonna let the pictures do the talking on this one.

Enjoy.



























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