For the first time in these relays I have retraced my steps from a previous one, but that's OK. Josh (Motorfist) stepped up with a good plan to get the pimp-o-saurus down to Barber that also involved some riding, saving me from having to ride down to the post office. Thanks again to Josh and Dave. Pretty weird how fast the year went by.
So I left the house and headed to Mountain Home via I-84, then on to US20 to Picabo, ID. The road itself isn't anything special, with a few curves breaking up some very long straights. But the sky was blue and the air free of haze and the scenery satisfying.
I stopped by the store to get some refreshment, but was disappointed to find it closed -
Fortunately, the Silver Creek store In Picabo showed more signs of life. About 10 minutes after I arrived, Josh rode in on his beautiful CB500 and Dave on his unnaturally aspirated Harley. Three of these shots look a little odd because the lens door on my old Canon Elph didn't open all the way, and I didn't notice because the bright sunlight washed out the LCD screen -
A very nice piece of work. Josh’s CB500. His wife rides an equally well crafted 400, pictures in last year’s relay thread -
Some good conversation and a bite to eat in the Silver Creek store -
So Josh and Dave headed east and I hit the road toward home sans GZ. I sure he is glad to be gone to new adventures and not having to put up with my daily commute to work any more. I don’t blame him and wish I was going with him.
On the way back, I stopped at a roadside attraction I had ridden by many times without paying it much mind. This caught my eye. I am a sucker for a flat fender -
There was also an early Ford GPW and another CJ3A there as well -
Besides the jeeps, the spot is a treasure trove of awesome stuff -
I felt like a kid in a candy store, but even with the bungee cords in the fairing, there wasn't much I could carry away on the faithful old 750, so I left it for another day. A few more shots, inclding the old Kuna Mora school about 12 miles south of my house. Until this spring, there were 250+ vintage cars and trucks around this old building collected by an old guy over the years. He never did anything with them. One day he up and croaked and left his kids to deal with it. They had a big auction and now it is all gone. There was some cool and unique stuff there, plus a lot of crap. I always wanted to poke around in there, but he had no interest in selling any of it. He could have made a fortune from Ebay.
So that is it for this year for me. I hope this continues on in some form or another.