No particular ride but...
I have been on the road you mention from Boulder to Lyons many times but not under such "special" conditions nor on a motorcycle. I lived in Boulder and owned an MGB at the time; close to a bike in spirit,. Nice road;great drive or ride.
First BMW and love for life!
The good thing about age is you have a lot more memories to talk about....hopefully! Following the Army in 1971 I bought a Yamaha RD350...Wow what a zippy bike. Well after two years I realized that a 2 cycle was not the bike for someone that wanted to travel. A friend and I noticed that a car dealer was closing in Durham, NC and for whatever reason they had two BMW motorcycles to get rid of, cheaply. As a college student cheap was important! So Bob K and I went over and bought them, a 1972 toaster and a 1973 long shaft toaster, R75/5's. It was love for both of us. The first challenge, was with the dealer closed, who would maintain this beautiful thing. I found R.B. Johnson's BMW in Chalybeate Springs, NC as the only dealer near Chapel Hill, NC. That is just south of Fuquay Varina and a nice ride from Chapel Hill. On my first visit I found a very small dealer with a display of 3 - 4 BMW's and a large shed with heavy farm equipment next to it. It looked more like a welding shop than a motorcycle garage. Mr. Johnson welcomed me and invited me to his shed with the BMW and asked me to sit next to him on a shop stool, short with casters and tools underneath. I dropped my jaw when he then proceeded to put his ear on the carbs and tune the motor! My job was to hand him tools when he asked for them. He was a true gentleman and I always looked forward to my stops at his shop. He told me that he had been tuning BMW's since WWII this way. It was quite something because people on BMW's came from SC, TN, VA, MD and GA to have him put his ear to the carbs and tune them. I met many very nice people and I knew that this was the bike for me. That bike took me to Ohio for a wedding and the Cabot Trail in Nova Scotia fly fishing and camping and many other camping trips. My worst decision was in 1977 I was moving to NYC for a job and decided to sell the bike! I hated that decision for many years until in 1996 I expressed regret that I had sold it and my wife, God Bless Her, said....Why don't you get another one? That door doesn't open frequently and my new 1996 BMW R1100 RT was in the garage the next day!!!!!
Well, I am now on a 2011 R1200 GSA and planning a redo of the Cabot Trail trip with my wife and a number of friends this summer. I will be camping and fishing with my trusty GSA on into retirement and enjoy everyday! What a great world this machine opened up for me. Safe rides!!!!:)
Riding Back Country on a Dream
Back in the '60s when I was a graduate student in Boulder, CO, I would need a break from the work, throw a backpack on the back of my little Honda Dream 150 and head for the mountains. I'd find an old mining road or trail and head up it into the boonies. I'd ride the Honda in until it could no longer handle the rough terrain. I'd park it back in the trees and take off backpacking into the wilderness for a few days. It was a great way to unwind, but now think back about what if something happened, an injury or getting lost, as I seldom told anyone where or when I was going. Youth can sometimes be stupid and lucky. :groovy