What Kmilyun Does When Bored

I have been playing with my GPS. In case there is any doubt that I am not bored I submit a screen shot of a map of GPS waypoints for all the Harley Davidson dealers listed in the United States on the HD site. Yep, type em in and there they all are.

Waypoints of Harley Davidson Dealerships in U.S.

I guess if I ever took off on one of my cross country dream rides this would come in handy. That said if any of you are in need of a waypoint file with all the dealerships in it . .. it does exist and can be had for the small amount of one reply to this post with contact info. ..

I have planned on paper my trips to Vermont and Mississippi. Maybe a trip to Yellowstone? This year I only have trips to Carson City and Redding planned. I did install a small rack yesterday to hold junk on long day rides. The saddlebags are way to small to hold my textile jacket as it has stiff armor and does not fold up into a ball. My large leather tour pack rests well on the seat on the foward  side of the sissybar.

Like I said – bored.

Sutter Bypass, Fishing, and The State of Things

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I am not a bird watcher and have no clue as to what kind of birds these are. The sun had just come up and this long line of birds came flying over. I ran to the truck and grabbed my OptioWp camera. I could not get all the birds into one shot – bummer. I had never seen this many birds flying in one long line. I double checked to make sure we were not looking at an angle into a v shape formation. Nope, just one big long line and then they were gone. If you know what kind of birds these are or if this long line is a normal flight pattern let me know.

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One of the nicer benefits of fishing through the night is when the sunrises. The night wildlife retreats and the daylight brings color to all the scenery that was nothing but a shadow in the night. Rocks that were nothing more than line snaggers, shadows that loud cries of territory fights and love calls came from loose their night time mystery and appear as recognizable objects.

I enjoy the Sutter By Pass especially at sunrise and sunset. Years have passed since I rode my ten speed out of town to the middle of no where. Developements are getting closer and closer to many areas of the bypass. It is sad. I realize the bypass is a man made irrigation system but the wildlife is abundant and it was always a quite place to get away from it all. Now many of our secret fishing spots are overrun with poachers. The invasive mitten crabs that were most likely introduced to the bay illegally by individuals who had been denied permits to raise them locally for sale in Asian markets have moved into the delta and bypass eroding the banks and stealing bait. Any fish you catch are not really safe to eat anymore because of years of agricultural and mining contaminates.

I really don’t mind not being able to eat every fish that I catch. The fish catch and release practices make since to me when a species is at risk. But releasing a catfish because it is not safe to eat?

Driving along Hwy 70 I can not help but notice miles of houses along the road from Olivehurst past the Feather River Blvd turn off. Miles of them. I wonder if anybody told the new occupants that this land was under (very under) water durning the last floods? The poor racoons, skunks, rabbits, and rats are now increasing victims becoming roadkill as they search for open lands and food.

Enough ranting for now. There are too many rats in the cage. Off to watch the Space Shuttle take off. Maybe space colonization.. then we can mess up another planet.

Two Sportsters in the Hot Sun

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Not a great photo. Tried to get the stacks in the background. We were hot and parked our Sportsters in the road. Why not there was no other traffic – surprising on a Friday night. Took a couple of wrong turns and ended up having to do the dreaded u turn dance. U turns have never been my favorite thing to do on a motorcycle. When I was in my teens they were a lot easier. We came across a sign that threatened govermental repercussions if we proceeded further. After all the reports of security jerks we decided to turn around. Trouble was we were on a hill, headed upwards and the road was narrow. Such fun!

I picked my windshield up this afternoon after having it cut down. It was just to high. I found this out – I know, I know – this should be the duh factor – anyway, I remembered why having too tall of a windshield is a bad thing when riding back from Marysville the other night. After the suicidal bugs coated the darn thing I could not see over the top of it, I could not see through it, so I had a interesting ride home. I stopped a couple of times and washed the bugs off and darn if more just volunteered to take their places LOL. I was glad that I took the time to figure out how much to have removed. No helmet buffetting and yippee I can see over the top of it.

A nice breeze/wind came up and started cooling down the world a bit. We explored some new country roads, honked at a few cows and llamas and headed home. A nice 100 miles later the bike is parked in the back patio, Catfish and Annie are mooching steak, and I, Kmilyun, am ready to go to sleep.
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Kmilyun hiding in helmet.

Weekends End

Rode to Marysville on Thursday and then a short river road ride on Saturday nite. Today attended the Hogs for Dogs ride for the Sacramento animals. My friends James and Fe rode along with me. The best news was Fe has been talking about adopting a dog for awhile. After checking out all the prospects at the lunch at the end of the ride she decided she was going to go to the shelter on Tuesday and see if she could find her first fur pal.

And then it happened, she found Sampson. It was an instant match. Sampson is blind in one eye and death. And he just happens to be a ham and a big mush pot. The paperwork was done and Fe will pick him up Tuesday after work. Sampson was near the end of time if you know what I mean. I have never seen two, human and dog, bond so fast and so obviously.

Fe is one of those gals who always must pose for any picture and is noted for her constant accessorizing wheter it be clothing or her motorcycle. Samson is a ham too – the second he noticed the camera he started possing. Put the camera down and he went back to lazing around. Pull the camera out and he immediatly looked up and started being a ham. I see many doggie accessories in the futher for Sampson.

Here are Sampson and Fe at the Hog for Dog ride lunch:

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