Some early season regional rides

Aug. 10, 2012

My, how time flies!

Where has summer gone?

We have been so busy with our new publishing project – the monthly Northern Rockies Rider – and with trying to squeeze in a few good rides, that we haven’t had time to post here.

We got our new shipment of books and probably 400 of the second printing are now in distribution. This is a second printing, not second edition. We did put some effort into cleaning up the text and expended more effort on further photo color correction, so it is definitely an improved version.

It has been a dry summer but the riding has been good, with the exception of a few forest fires that have put some smoke into the air.

What’s your definition of a “good motorcycle ride”?

Ours is: “We returned without an incident or problem.”

Pretty simple.

By our definition, almost every single ride we have taken qualifies as “good.”

However, beyond “good” we hope to apply adjectives like “incredible,” “awesome,” “spectacular,” “fantastic,” “extraordinary,” “amazing,” “magnificent” and more.

Maybe it’s global warming, but we find early- and late-season rides now seem more plausible than ever before, so we may yet get in another good, long one.

We have to note several trips we’ve taken so far this year that qualify as “incredible, awesome, spectacular, fantastic, extraordinary, amazing” and “magnificent.”

In late April we rode 1,500 miles in Montana, Idaho, British Columbia and Washington, then back through Idaho and home to Montana. We did this with one quite tolerable day of rain and four days of beautiful sunshine, one of which we rode, for the sheer joy of it, in shirtsleeves in 80-degree air!

In May, again in three days of perfect weather, we rode some fantastic Idaho routes: to Boise, then Lowman, Stanley, Salmon and home through Montana’s Big Hole River valley.

In early June we got in a few days and 800 miles in our favorite part of Montana, the northwest corner of the state – the Yak Country, Lake Koocanusa and Flathead lake. Even illness and foul, wet weather couldn’t entirely devalue that tour.

We were busy with work and motorcycle shows and events during much of June and July, so didn’t really get out again until early August.

That time we covered about 1,000 miles in three days. There were six of us (three of us siblings with our mates) on three bikes. That tour covered the Beartooth Highway of Montana and Wyoming, the St. Joseph Scenic Byway and the Big Horn Mountains of Wyoming.

Those three legs would probably qualify for most North American Top Ten lists, and certainly anyone’s Top Twenty list. “Incredible,” yadda yadda…

Ah, life is sweet.

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