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Thought I would start a Blog on some of the places I've ridden. Be it by myself, with my loving wife Ja or tooling around with some of my friends, I just simply like riding a motorcycle. There will be more to come as I figure this BLOG thing out...

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A little fun on one of the "Sisters".

Winter Ride to Big Bend

Once again, the urge to ride to Big Bend hits me as winter arrives. Ja and decide to go out to the Hill Country for couple days after Christmas then I will depart for a four day ride to meet some Dual Sport rides and get a little desert dust on the GS.

I start by removing the Anakees and replacing them with a little more aggressive tread.



After a wet start with Ja following me, we finally get out from under the clouds to meet blue skies as I fight a hard cross wind on I-10 so I opt for a back road way into to the Hill Country. After unpacking, I toss some dead animal on the grill while Ja puts a salad together and viola, dinner.


The River Inn is pretty empty this time of year so we enjoy some down time in front of the fire on a crisp night.


Mornings are spectacular here on the Guadalupe Rive this time of year.




We spend the next day blasting the Three Sister in Ja's FX, half of which she slept through, and had a ball.

Friday as planned, we part ways and again I am on the GS fighting a strong cross wind until I finally find myself in Terlingua and the wind has died down. I love old equipment so can't resist a shot of this Allis Chalmers sitting in front of the Terlingua Store. Wonder what kind of work it accomplished out here before finding it's current resting place?


After a little search, I locate Roger (A.K.A Uncle) 's place and pitch my tend in Posthenge.


David being David, is hard at work building something and damn, it sure smells good.


And, it sure was! Here's an ADV salute to your Crawfish Etouffee David. Euweeee, dem were fer sure some tasty viddles right there, I told you what!


Other than the lucky dogs, Roger, Dave, Elzi and Ed that have been here for a week or two, Big Don and Richard_ with family in tow arrive to share in Roger's hospitality.

I had to make fun of Don covering his GS to keep the "dew" from getting on it out here in the desert.



The next morning, I crawl out of my tent and look at the temp reading on my bike and am not surprised to see 28F. David has this down to a science and had the coffee pot rigged so all he had to do was roll over in his cot and plug it in.

We have a few cups then head over to Kathy's Cosmic Cafe for some great grub before heading out for a day of exploring. Ed and Elzi are headed out to hike the Lost Mine trail.



Lucky for me, Roger felt like riding some of his super secret (if I tell anyone where they are, some goons will show up at my door) roads and I was invited to tag along.

First stop into the trip was the Hilton.




Roger and David in front of the Hilton.


Supplies for the unfortunate traveler.



Not far into the trip, Roger and David, who knows a little about Roger's stash, were debating the "mostest-funest" way to head.





OK, just sit back and enjoy a couple shots of this awesome part of Texas.











Here, a hunting club has constructed a water catch for the local wildlife.



Roger enjoying what Roger enjoys most about this place. Upper right is where we are headed.



We stop and reflect on the ride so far at this creek, Sorry, can't tell which one it is but anybody that has been there, knows.







Here, I try to catch David but have my camera set wrong and almost mis him.



This place has some different scenery around each corner.









Back at the camp and time to wind down and enjoy a bowl or two of Elzi's tasty chili.



Next morning, 30F and Ed and the crew are discussing breakfast plans.



I opt out of breakfast, pack the bike and after a couple cups of coffee, a farewell and I'm off for the Hill Country. I have to get a couple shots of Roger's sentinel before departure.






Lunchtime catches me at Sanderson and I find the only place open on Sunday and am rewarded for my efforts.



As always, I have to swing through Langtree. I've never went South but did this time and caught a couple shots of Eagles Nest.





Pacos River crossing.



Where old US90 used to cross. Now, Lake Amistad lays claim to it.



Stop in the Hill Country for the night, find some refreshment and something for the grill.



Tomorrow, I head back to the Gulf Coast for the end of yet another awesome ride into that great part of Texas, till next time....