Archive for March, 2015
I recently watched the amazing film, “St Vincent” starring Bill Murray. Without any spoilers, I feel the need to share this wonderful closing with Bill accompanying the great Bob Dylan on the song Shelter from the Storm, which has always been one of my favorite Dylan songs.
Songs once filled my helmet as I rode but I have recently given myself to the sounds of my engine and the voices in my head as I ride the the deserted roads of the Nevada back country. The people that coined Highway 50 as the “loneliest highway” obviously never spent much time on the other roads of Nevada. There are many much lonelier roads than Highway 50, although I will give that in its day, it was the only road crossing Nevada. Now there are many side roads that feed into Highway 50 and quite honestly I have ridden many never seeing another person or vehicle! Now that’s lonely.
I had started by riding into Reno for some BMR Rally points and had gotten off to a very late start, when I realized I had the opportunity to visit some friends residing in Virginia City. Points and friends, what could be better?
I decided to use the vantage of B Street for my photos, because everyone photographs C Street or the main drag. Let’s add some variety! 😉
Story County Courthouse
Love this Trompe l’oeil
Just can’t beat a Nevada sky!
Wow, I had no idea!
I left VC the following morning riding one of my old favorite roads, 6 Mile Canyon and then to zigzag across NV back into CA then over to Death Valley and back up to Northeastern NV. This was going to be a fun ride!
After some fabulous back roads I finally reached Bridgeport. I love this little main drag and the beautiful courthouse they have there.
The Sierra Nevada Range without near the snow it should have!
The beautiful courthouse of Inyo County in Independence, CA.
When I reached Lone Pine, I decided to call it a night staying in the Best Western there. I really enjoy this motel after all a girls hasta put her feet up!
The BW also has this lovely greeting mountain across the highway.
Off to Death Valley
Children of the corn? 😉
Death Valley was covered in wildflowers, but in an effort to cover the miles I needed, I didn’t stop for any close ups!
From DV to Pahrump for some more BMR points then off to Goldfield and Tonopah which I was likely to call my journey’s end and a good thing! It was not only dark when I arrived but most of the motels were full. I stayed in another Best Western, but it was under construction, never a good thing. By the time I settled in, I was spend and sleep found me without any defenses!
The Tonopah Cemetery was a BMR bonus point, but what I found astounding was that the only entrance to the cemetery was in the parking lot of the CLOWN MOTEL! Can you imagine? That’s got to be two of humanities worst fears, dying and clowns! 😉
Leaving Tonopah for Ely, I was treated to some wild horses. I adore seeing these creatures roaming wild!
One of NV’s lonelier highways…
The Train Museum in Ely was closed.
The Locks in LOVELOCK were festive. I have spend many years traveling around Nevada and never knew this was here. It’s tradition in many places of the world, but I had no idea there were love locks in Lovelock. DUH…
I feel Nevada is a pretty special place. I really love the state and spent the largest part of my childhood in it. I can’t tell you all my crazy experiences but can tell you that it’s covered in quirky roadside attractions and The Oasis is one of my favorites. Anyone want to go into business or some sort. I think Brothels are always successful…
Nevada seems to always serve as my Shelter in the Storm. I love riding there when I need to empty my head and refill it with the open country, the historic towns, the sagebrush, the neon glows, the wild horses and most of all the miles and miles of empty wild country. Home means Nevada…
Good riding to all of you m’friends and where is the place that means home to you?
First off, I feel the need to apologize to my brilliant readers and followers. It’s been a pretty crazy year so far and it makes me wonder if that’s just going to be what it is like every year as we get older. I remember thinking that, “geeze, I’m so ready to have a new year begin” and suddenly I’m thinking that every year. I am not wishing my life away, just asking for a bit o’mellowness before carrying on with whatever is next. Anyway, I do apologize for not being as resourceful as I have been in the past and ask that you all bear with me, as I attempt to resurrect my once active blog!
Many of you remember that I got a Miata from my lovely husband last Christmas, and I have been enjoying the comfort and fun factor of it while my poor BMW R1200R has sat deserted in the garage on a trickle charger. I’d look at it as I’d get in the Miata and take off for the local wineries, a quick trip to Portland to visit my mom or whatever fun I had in store. It’s always warm or cool inside the Miata, I don’t need any protective gear and it’s still loads of FUN!
Well, I knew I needed to break the spell of this black beauty and get out my other black beauty, my Beemer, Hugo. Well, I’m back in the saddle again!
My less than totally comfortable saddle is as fun as it ever was. Proceeding through the routine checks, like oil pressure, tire pressure, nuts and bolts, I then rolled it out and got on. I had to allow for all the “not quite lost, but rusty” skills to return by taking it easy and practicing my slow speed U-turns, quick stops and California’s ever-present lane splitting. After a couple of hours of riding, I was again feeling one with my sexy bike.
The time had come to pack it up and ride into the desert!
Last January I joined in my first rally, The Big Money Rally. It’s much like a scavenger hunt that begins in January and ends in May. The categories are as diverse as they are fun and this season is a true delight with diversity found in match words, film sites, county court houses, town names, the many ways to spell BBQ and a really fun category about everyone’s favorite subject, themselves. The self-portrails include “me and my bike”, “me and my blacksmith”, me and my barber to name a few.
Last winter, I had an early January start which encompassed riding the entire Southwest gathering points. This year, I was a late starter but am working my way up to some higher points through dedication and team spirit. I highly recommend this rally to all that have access to winter riding, for it’s truly fun with an end goal of simply satisfying oneself. There are not really any prizes except the solid respect of your fellow riders and team mates! Also, at the end, there is a big banquet and gathering in Minden, NV so everyone has the chance to meet the others involved in the rally personally!
Here are a couple of examples of BMR rally points. Mine are not the best examples, as the idea is to fill the frame of the photo with the bonus, have some placard and your bike in there as well. This is not always easy!!
The varied spelling of the word barbeque.
One of my favorites…Officer appreciation!
I was trying to receive credit for the town name Ely in this shot. The post office in Ely is fairly new and they have yet to post a permanent sign. The postmistress decided to help me out, although, by definition of “permanent signage”, I didn’t get credit. It was still a fun attempt.
This example served as my first attempt to use a mirror in a complicated shot. The outcome is ok, although the attempt was golden. I did get the points and managed a fairly decent shot, but as I mentioned earlier, it’s not always easy!
From the me and b catagory…me and my barber. 😉
One of the courthouse points…love this catagory!
Well, the riding season is upon us. I’ll be doing some more of the elusive BMR points search, but also just riding for riding’s sake. Hope to see some of you out on the roads. Anyone have any amazing or even not so amazing travel plans?? 😉