Warmer weather

I love warmer weather, If its 50 out then warmer would be 60 and that would be good, if it were 40 out, 50 would be good. It's all relative. the colder it gets the more warmer is better. I love summer, those 80 and 90 degree days, I even like humidity, you know the type, you step out the door and instantly feel like someone has wrapped you in Saran wrap. You can ride all day and all night. And the smells, from pine forests to the smell of fallen leaves, the sweet smells eminating from ponds and swamps smells filled with life, flowers, algae, cut grass. All the things that make summer summer. This year we didn't have many hot humid days and its a shame. We go into the colder weather with little to remind us of the warmer seasons. Where we should have had heat and humidity we had warm and rain. But still those days were good. Days filled with riding, riding with freinds. I enclose a few of the New Hampshire trip photos to remind us of what we had and what we have to look forward to again next year.

On June 26th the Club decided to take a short hop up to New Hampshire So we loaded our bikes and off we went. There were three plans,

a).The Moran plan : Stay at The Indian Head Resort in Lincoln, enjoy the pool, spa, plazma screens and all the Amenities.

b), The Mudget Plan, Stay at Genes house outside of Laconia, relax and cruise the roads.

c), The Lorett Plan: Camp out under the stars, in the rain, on rocks and twigs, The Cowboy way.

My bike, packed for the trip, Stowaway to be evicted before departure.

First fuel stop, Massachusetts

The Ride enters New Hampshire

Lunch stop in Tilton New Hampshire

Someone decided it would be warmer if we all  put on our rain gear to get the sauna effect, it sure as hell wasn't because of any rain that fell.

We won't tell Dana that the poncho thing won't work

Orange is not my color, leather underneath adds a nice heat layer

I volunteered for the Mudget plan so arriving at Genes we were met by a road mower unit. I still think our "Recruiter" should have given him a card, he was on two wheels after all

The crew is parked and ready to roll, supply purchasing and cruising the back roads like nuts.

The road between the house and Weirs Beach is fantastic with hills, curves and lakes, truthfully, even if Weirs Beach were a total waste of time the ride was worth it.

But Weirs Beach is cool, in a 1970s throwback kind of way.

Gene's is a ways from anything, peaceful and quiet, with a chance of moose or bear wandering around the back yard. So...with so much available to do after the sun goes down...drinking seems to be the best thing to do.

And of course who can drink without goofy flashing glasses?

The morning of the 27th

Hows this for a sunrise? And plenty of room for anyone wanting to sleep on the ground

Plenty of room in the shed, unless you brought a cover, I mean why carry it if you're not going to use it?

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Breakfast

Getting ready for the ride north to Lincoln to meet up with the rest of the Club,The day started with an early wakeup, load up, and head to Lincoln. The back roads winding through Lake country before we got to rte 93 were gorgeous for cruising. And having a Black bear run across the highway in front of you is worth the whole road trip alone.

After meeting up in Lincoln the plan was to run the "Kank" then the club would split up, one group to run through Crawford Notch, the other to Climb Mount Washington. (Agiocochook, or "home of the Great Spirit")

I stuck with the "Mudget bunch" and we opted for the Moran tour of the Crawford Notch.

Below are some shots of the Club on the "Kanc" (Kancamagus Highway)

The Mount Washington "Lorett Plan" crew breaks off at North Conway

Cruising north through Crawford Notch the Native American Gods decided that the "WASICU" should stay out of the hills and dropped gallons of water on the Club to dampen their spirits.

Well it worked to a point, while the main body continued through the Notch a small group headed back to North Conway and sunshine.

Over the next couple days the Club would romp around the Hills of New Hampshire and Maine. The Maine run was a visit to a Wolf Preserve run by Rick's Brother.

So while Winter approaches and deepens, and the doldrums set in, everytime you look at your bike and dream... Dream of days like these.

klay