Travels with Kodak

Travels with Kodak This is gonna be a travel log. Initially it will be about my Memorial trip for my Mothers fulfilling her last wishes.

02/09/2024

Hey y'al bikers in wnc. I ridin tomorrow. I don't know where yet, but I’m ridin'. Who is a shepple and who rides?

02/09/2024

I think I am gonna need to ride tomorrow. My brain is getting suddled up, cloudy, I think i need to ride and look around me. I'm a'gonna take my camera and take a few pics!

02/04/2024

I just had this thought score out of some other place, "I cant believing I am negotiating with a cat about where she can puke!"

01/15/2023

I wrote this a minute ago, but Life got in the way and I could not post 'til today. Sorry, no pictures, I was too busy riding to do that stuff!.

It has been a minute for me to sit down and write a few words for y’all to read, but here I am again, like that dream that will not stop.
I finally got a pick’em up truck. I guess this old body is gonna feel the cold more than in the past! It is a good thing, cause we had a really cold snap a couple weeks ago—the temp musta gone a little below 40.
Then for Christmas, I got that devious virus, covid!..for the second time! I spent the Holidays in bed trying to swallow by the lump in my sore-sore throat, not much sleep, nor food either! At least I was able to loose about 10-12 pounds in 4 or 5 days though!
Well, after a few more days of resting New Years came along. Someone told me a while ago that what you do on the first day of the year will determine how the rest of it goes. Well, I was tempted to succumb to my ingrown laziness and this stupid virus and stay in bed all day. However, I am superstitious enough to listen to that whole thing about the First Day of the year.
So, I dragged my lazy ass out of bed and stumbled around the apartment for a long minute, had a cup and stuffed an orange down my throat. I thought maybe I would stop and get something to eat during this New Years Ride.
Finally, I wrapped myself up in some clothes and grabbed my Cut and jacket and headed on out. I just bought a new(to me) bike back in September and I love the performance of the thing(specs and details upon request(Please ask, I love talking about it!)). It has fishtail pipes that are really long, but have no baffles. IT SOUNDS AWSOME!
The bike had not been started in a couple weeks, but it started without skipping a beat, but one cylinder did cough a little for a short moment. It smoothed out and I just let it rumble for a long minute, all the while reveling with that grumbling Milwaukee 103.
Finally, I got on and revved it a bit and started to back out of the space. Whenever I write about riding , I always gush on about the power of whatever bike I am riding, but today I'm gonna skip all that and talk about the ride.
It was wonderful! The bike had been waiting for me and was ready to go. Though there had been some rain the night before and the roads were still a little damp, I still thrilled for the wind in my hair and feel of acceleration from stop light to stop light and especially the curves! Dogs have it right!
Sometimes I go out and look for some kind of spiritual experience, most of the time I just want to ride and enjoy it. And too many miles are spent doing long highway runs to get to someplace important. But today, I just wanted to ride, I didn’t care what happened.
The curves came and the breaks worked, and those tires would break loose a little coming out. There were few cars, but during this ride I just wanted to flow around the curves.
It was a short ride, maybe an hour or so, capped off with a stop at the food store. But boy, when I kicked out the stand, I almost floated off the bike. I was high with endorphins and adrenaline for hours after. No drug i have ever taken has ever beat that rush!
People ask me why a ride. I answer that they need to do it, and maybe, just maybe, they will understand.

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