Crossin' the Border

Sunday, April 17, 2016

Once again, if you have been reading and riding along, you know that my favorite riding partner and I like to ride to State Parks. One of the reasons is to check out potential camping spots. With that in mind, we decided to head south of the border, the one between North and South Carolina, to check out a potential tent setup.
We started south on this Sunday Afternoon down State Road 200, through Locust and Stanfield. We veered to the right on Morgan Academy Road. We were a little surprised the road didn't have a reference to a church in it, since it seemed all the roads around here did. We joined up with State Road just before New Salem.
In New Salem, we turned to the left, and headed down Highway 205. Not any kind of interstate or anything, just country road with a State Number to identify it. We meandered on this ribbon of asphalt until it ran us into Marshville.
We made a little jog in town, and exited heading south on White Street, which turned into Lan…

Life Doesn't Always Have Sheltered Spans

Saturday, March 12, 2016

For those of you that have read about my rambling about Indiana, you know one of my favorite destinations are Covered Bridges. While in the Hoosier State I did a lot of visiting and research about the spans and the men who built them. I was working on a documentary about the builders, and I can remember one day that I was trying to think of other ways to say Covered Bridges. Sheltered Spans is what I came up with, I even liked the alliteration.

So today I set out on The Black Pearl to find my first Covered Bridge in North Carolina. I had really thought visiting these old passes were gone from my riding days. I didn't think North Carolina needed them since the weather conditions are not so harsh. The weathering of the wooden structures is why they were covered in the first place.

So after my favorite riding partner, Kasey, took this photo, we hit the road!

We hot the road, heading north on 200, and quickly left the town of Locust, North Carolina. We passed t…

First Group Ride in North Carolina

Saturday, December 12th, 2015

Okay, so this is not exactly my first group ride in North Carolina since I was here about ten years ago for Gathering of Eagles, and rode with my Cruiser Club, USA Group around Greensboro. This is the first group ride since moving, and being a resident of North Carolina, as I now carry a license from the state.

This ride was set up by the Piedmont Riders Group on Meet Up. I had been following them since we moved down here, but the rides were on days we couldn't ride, or too far away. Not only was this one kind of close, but was coming back right near Locust.

Still though, the meeting spot was a good hour away, and I wanted to be on time, if not early. We headed out around 8:30 on the cool moist morning. So cool you could see it, and maybe even cut it with a knife!

We started out heading north on Central Avenue, also known as 200 North. This is a nice road that goes in and out a couple small towns, but mostly winds through trees. This also means cool, …

Out, Out, Out, Up, Up, Up and Away!

Friday, October 16th, 2015

Carolina Balloon Fest

I had suggested the ride to the Carolina Balloon feast early in the week, and I didn't know the nostalgia and interest it would bring out in my favorite riding partner, Kasey. So we had to go! Even though the weather would be cooler, and the only chance we would have to go would be the Friday Night Kick Off, which meant we wouldn't see all the balloons take flight.

We headed north on Central Avenue, or 200 out of Locust, North Carolina. After a few miles, we took a right at Mount Pleasant Road, and the a left on Best Cut Off Road. Got to love the titles of the roads down here! The sun was out, and it felt great. We knew the clear skies would bring cooler temperatures when the sun went down. We have found that living here is kind of like the desert, warm, sunny days, and clear skied nights bring lower numbers.

The best Cut Off doesn't last long, and we made another turn onto Cold Springs Road, which at some point becomes Iris…