Look at that motor, clean as a whistleStill waiting for the next trip ideas, leave a comment and let me know where you think I ought to go!
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Look at that motor, clean as a whistle
After getting home I realized some maintenance was in order, so...
Off came the fork so the seals could be replaced
I will replace brakes, install new front tire and replace all fluids, transmission, primary and engine.
Ogden Union Station was the hub of transcontinental rail traffic for over 50 years. Today the grand old depot, built in 1924, houses museums and galleries featuring railroad history, firearms, gems and minerals, classic cars and the arts.
I guess my interest in this depot is that my father worked here and our family traveled out of here every summer to Omaha, Nebraska to visit our grandparents.
The "Caboose" was taken out of service in 1980 thanks to technology
This is a BIG locomotive. These wheels were over six feet tall
This is the inside of the depot. I remember these massive benches.
Looking north towards Mt. Ben Lomond
This morning I left Laramie and climbed over 8500 feet in elevation, this is Elk Mountain. Perfect riding weather, mid 60's
...home, home on the range where the deer and the antelope play, where seldom is heard a discouraging word...
...and the skies are cloudy all day...
Wyoming State Penitentiary
Boiler room
Got gas here at this station, when I was leaving to get back on the interstate I didn't know if I was coming or going...
Entering Utah just east of Ogden
I left Kearney, Nebraska this morning with the sky's looking ominous
I was lucky today and skirted around most of the rain
I stopped to gas up and just for the heck of it I looked at the rear tire, this tire had less than 1000 miles on it when I left on this trip. To my surprise it was more than bald, I could almost see the air inside it! So to give myself peace of mind I stopped in Cheyenne, Wyoming and had a new tire installed.
This Harley dealership was a combination of a Honda, Harley, Polaris and what ever else they use in the outback. Now , I don't think this thing would get a flat!
After I got the tire installed I rode another hour into Laramie, Wyoming. This is the view out my motel window.
I left Davenport, Iowa this morning. I was listening to the local news and they were announcing that there was a two hour school delay because of fog. There was a half mile visibility. They sure don't know about fog!
My goal today was to reach Litchfield, Nebraska. It was a rough day of riding, 550 miles and 200 miles of that was in severe thunderstorms. These mid westerners know thunderstorms, whew...
Main street Litchfield. This town is where my grandpa and grandma lived. I remember riding the train from Ogden, Utah to Omaha, Nebraska to visit when I was 3,4,5 and 6 years old. I actually remember very little about the town. I don't remember my grandpa, I had just turned 3 when he died.
It was about 7 pm when I got out there, so the shadows were long. It turned out to be very beautiful.