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Hi and welcome to my motorcycle trip blog. Here you will find motorcycle trip reports primarily based in the State of Washington and Idaho. Born and raised in Washington I have over 50 years of motorcycle experience. Enjoy the ride.

Sunday, April 22, 2012

SW Wash Loop

The park for motorcyclists in the State of Washington is the entire state and the weather last 3 weekends has been exceptional for enjoying the park.  Flowers are blooming, the trees have leaves once again and life is returning to the lofty expectations most Northwestern's expect.

My friend Brian and I decided to go for a ride as the forecast called for glorious sunshine.  We both are struggling with keeping riding fresh and interesting as both of us have rode the same roads too  many times.  To combat been there done that fatigue I am riding DamTour this year while Brian is riding the lows and highs in the State of Washington a set of ride targets organized by Brian for the Washington State BMW club.

I was a member of the BMW club the past few years but this year decided to let my membership expire as my shaft is spinning a different direction.  With DamTour and activities on the FJR Forum there is only so much time as I am still doing the 9 to 5 at a well known aerospace company in Seattle.  I sold my BMW a few year ago. So it goes.

One of the BMW club low points destinations is Westport, Washington along the coast.  Westpoint is certainly not on my bucket list or any other list I am keeping, so it is really low point for me. Before the 1980's Westport was a salmon sport fishing mecca, these days there are fewer salmon so bottom fishing is popular.  My Dad used to go out on Western Charters back in the 1960's and often caught is limit.  Bottom fish back then were considered garbage.  When I was old enough to go out, I caught 25 lb salmon too, along with sea sickness every time out.  It was four for four and I don't go out there no more, well except for Brian to catch his target.

So Westport it was and we included the Little Creek Casino for they have a fantastic buffet lunch.  With inspiration at hand the route was set.


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We met at a McDonald's in Renton, Washington where I had heart happy oatmeal with coffee for the paltry sum of three dollars.  Take that Starbucks!  Heck the coffee alone at Starbucks will cost three bucks.  We shoot the breeze for a while before getting started at 7:00am.

The fog started to lift just south of Orting, Washington along the Orville Road so I stopped to snap a few photos.





The Orville Road is a road we ride often.  It is the best way to get south of Seattle provided you want to avoid the I-5 shuffle.

Being creatures of habit we find our way to state Hwy 7 near La Gande, Washington to enjoy a very fine set of curves cut in to a cliff.  Brian wanted some photos of him riding so we did.

While waiting for Brian I shot a photo of my Feejer.



Then here comes Brian.


Hwy 7 follows Alder Lake to Elbe, Washington home of  Mt. Rainier Scenic Railroad where tourist can ride in an old fashion steam powered rail car.  Elbe is also home to the historic Little White Church.

Back in the 1950's through 1960's our family drove through Elbe every two weeks to visit my grandfather in Ashford, Washington.  Grandpa was a financially very poor man, despite owning 100 acres of land.  Spending time there as a young boy I learned to love the outdoors.  Grandfather would, in season, hunt for deer and elk and had a garden for food.  Sometimes he didn't have to go far to hunt deer, they would come to him.   Once he befriend young deer and named it Bucky.  We have an family photo of me riding Bucky.

My Dad shot Bucky, in season, for food.  Not much sense in having a tame deer running around for somebody else to shoot.  My Grandmother was furious.   Bucky tasted good!

Continuing with my Grandfather stories, in the late 1960's an elk fell through the wood cap covering the well for the household water supply.  They never did get the damn critter out of the well and life got harder after that.  Grandfather died in 1969 and the place was sold.  Aside from the elk messing up the well life was good in the 1960's playing in the hay barn, learning how to use a rifle and how to fish in the surrounding creeks in the high country. And I remember Elbe well.  The church was there and not much else.

 If you arrive in Elbe early, say 8:00am, you may get a photos like this one I shot in September 2002.
These days Elbe is a destination for tourists.  Dining and overnight lodging is available at the Mt. Rainier Scenic Railroad - you can stay the night in a sleeper car.  Across the street from the railroad is several fast food joints and a gas station.  New this year is a rest area.  The business owners must be thrilled.

Brian and I continue on Hwy 7 toward Morton.  About 5 miles after Elbe is a terrific photo op of Mt. Rainier at point B on the map.  Here are some shots I have taken over the years.

This photo is from April 2011 - early season.


This shot is from September 2011.



And this photo with a cloud cap is from April 21, 2012.


Brian and I play photo tag.  Here is a shot of Brian on his 2003 ST 1300 with about 110,000 miles.  Damn fine machine!



At Morton we stop for gas before heading west on US Hwy 12 to Chelalis, Washington then on to Curtis, Boisfort and Pe Ell by way of Pe Ell - McDonalds road a road neither of us has every traveled.  A good road I might add.

Onward to Raymond for a break then to Westport via Hwy 105 a road Brian has not road before and my not again due to traffic after Tokeland, Washington.  We arrive at Westport and get the photo he needs to prove he was in Westport.

Without a break we head to the Little Creek Casino, near Shelton, Washington, for a fine buffet lunch.  The senior discount begins for those age 50 or better and the buffet is excellent, especially for about $11 each.  Brian picked up the tab.  Thanks Brian!  Everyone enjoys the ice cold Dungeness Crab and Shrimp.  Yum!  We purposely land here often after a ride through Soutwest, Washington.  Gas is also priced competitive with Costco and does not contain ethanol - a double bonus better mileage and low cost.  I could go off on ethanol but for now I will bite my lip - ouch!

Crab and Shrimp feast!

After our feast we head up Hwy 101 to Quilcene enjoying the smooth pavement and and great scenery along the Hood Canal.  I posted a Hood Canal a ride report earlier this year on the FJR Forum.

Arriving at the ferry dock at Kingston.  We found our bus waiting for us.

This ferry was not wearing boots which I thought was odd.  Ooops a flashback.......













In the ferry queue we parked next to a Wee Strom with a sidecar, this was not a flashback and I hope it does not become one!  The design and installation of the side car is impeccable.  But on a Wee?  It goes to show how versatile a Vstrom is.



After the ferry ride we head home.

The End

Sunday, April 8, 2012

Baker Lake

Looking at the weather reports I noticed the weather was coming up from the south this morning.  The FJR was once again ready to go and so was I after the aborted trip to Oregon on Friday.  While eating heart happy Quaker oatmeal for breakfast I looked at the temps around Western Washington.  North seemed like a good direction to go.  But where?

Years ago I spent a weekend camping at on Baker Lake likely named Mt. Baker one of the Cascade Volcanoes.  I remember it was very scenic, with views of Mt. Baker and I had never road a motorcycle on the Baker Lake Road.  It was past time to put this  milestone behind me.

For sake of conversation this ride starts and ends in Arlington, Washington for this is where good motorcycling starts, well north of the Seattle to Everett cosmopolis shuffle.


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Riding from Arlington to Darrington is mostly is a non-event.  On Hwy 530 the pavement is smooth and easy with few turns.  Whitehorse Mountain demands your attention just before entering Darrington.





This is a very challenging mountain to photograph as the sun is usually behind the mountain.  Today the sky was slightly overcast with high contrast conditions as you can see in the photo above.

There is a Shell station in Darrington where the road t-bones.  To the right is the Mountain Loop Hwy leading to Granite Falls on a gravel road.  Great for dual sports, all though my buddy on a K1300GT road it once, only to find snow nearly at point where pavement resumes, forcing a retrace of his route.  Bummer.

Hwy 530 continues to Rockport the gateway of the North Cascades Hwy.  Along the way there are views of the Sauk River.  My favorite is the canopy of trees along Illabot Creek creating a visual treat in a park like setting in season.

At Rockport you cross the Skagit River with a grand view of the North Cascade Mountains to the east. To the left is the Howard Miller Stealhead Park where I stop for a brief break.

Howard Miller Stealhead Park along the Skagit River in the summer.
Today the North Cascades Hwy will have to wait for the passes are closed.  One can ride to the Ross Dam in winter, thus catching some great twisties on the pre-1972 section of the road where the turns are tighter than the grand sweepers east of Colonial Creek.

I find my way to the Baker Lake road via the Burpee Hill road, a twisty road, hanging on a cliff, as it climbs upward with less than ideal pavement, and today it also has lots of sand and gravel for good measure.  Soon I am on the Baker Lake Road where the mountain views are simple spectacular.

Typical view along the Baker Lake Road on a more photographic friendly day.
Below Mount Baker on the day of the ride



And Mt. Baker on a different day.



The Baker Lake Road itself was not remarkable at all until I hit the Watcom County line where the speed limit dropped inexplicably from 50mph to 35mph.  Arg!


This miserable speed limit reminds me of riding in Colorado.

The paved road ends a Park Creek. On this day there was snow along side the road at 1100' elevation.  I turned around at paved roads end and headed to Sedro Woolley via Highway 20 on the north side of the Skagit River.  Often I ride on the South Skagit River road, but today I wanted to enjoy the smoother pavement and sunny sky instead of the tree lined rough pavement on the other side of the river.

Reaching Hwy 9 I turned south to return to Arlington on a road traveled too often.  It is much more interesting than the freeway with views of lake, valley and interesting turns.  An example of the pavement is below.


It was a wonderful day for a ride with temps in the '60s.  Balmy by Washington standards.

The End.

Friday, April 6, 2012

No Dams!

Dam.....

My motorcycle battery gave out.  Road 360 freeway miles.

I decided to return home at about 6:00 pm on Friday night 30 miles into Oregon on I-205. After all where in Oregon are you going to find a Motel 6 and a motorcycle dealer with a FJR battery at 6:00pm on Friday night?  In the end I could not trust the bike to even idle well.

Lesson Learned: The batteries ability to spin the engine is NOT a good indication of a good battery.  By that time it is too late, way too late.

Here is the sequence of indications or not – keep in mind this battery is on a Battery Tender 24x7 and the bike lives in my garage.

1)      Friday morning bike fires up – my thought upon starting was the crank speed was a bit slow – wonder about that battery.  Soon the thought is gone.
2)      Leave work Friday at 2:00pm, no problem – crank speed just fine.
3)      Get gas in Centralia, restart bike.  No problem, crank speed just fine.
4)      Pull over to don rain jacket.  Bike nearly stalls at idle, ABS light comes on, GPS which is hard wired to the battery says, “Continue on battery power or shut down in 15 seconds?  What the…..  Bike fires up no problem no slow crank either.
5)      Resume ride all the while my mind is not happy about 4) above.
6)      Pull over at last rest stop on I-5 before I-205.  Bike idles fine, bike starts fine – more than once even - no problem no slow crank either.
7)      ABS Light comes on and stays on.
8)      Traffic on I-205 slows to stop and go.  I do a quicky test, go to neutral, kill engine while rolling, hit restart, nearly no cranking.  I know now I am screwed.
9)      Pull over on I-205 to call Days Inn to cancel my Hotel by 6:00pm.  I have 10 minute to do this otherwise I pay.  T-moble phone says no service.  Lordy, I am in the middle Portland Oregon on the east side.  Reboot phone.  Service established – this very well could have been T-mobiles last straw.  Call 411 and cancel.  A guy on a bike pulls up behind me with a fellow in a hot Nissan sport car.  He needs a wrench.  This is an opportunity!  I say yeah I got a wrench and if needed perhaps you can help me if this bike don’t start.  I had the right wrench he was is thrilled, my bike starts and I am thrilled.
10)   With a ½ tank of gas I will not make it home, meaning I must stop one more time.  While cruising up I-5 the instrument cluster is not happy.  I got an orange light subtly flickering once or twice – I don’t know what the hell that is – at the same time the tack and speedo needles bouncing from zero to normal twice, all the while the ABS lamp glows red.  I remove the GPS, put it away in tank bag.  It is 42 degrees, no heated grips and no electric jacket.  Mission is to get home.
11)   Stop in Woodland, for there is a gas station, motel and a place to eat all in close proximity.  Choose the gas station closest to the hotel and it has a slight hill – bonus!
12)   Gas up, call Linda, if you don’t hear from me I am ok, fire up the bike.  It seems to spin pretty well but at this point I don’t care.  Pull up slight hill, wait for traffic, at idle bike stalls. Shit.  Most of the precious elevation is lost turning the bike around, so much that I can’t bump start it.  A stranger kindly gives me a push the bike fires and I am estatic with many thanks to the stranger.
13)   Ride home no more problem, put bike in garage, hook up the Battery Tender which immediately goes to green lamp meaning this battery cannot accept a charge. 
14)   Saturday morning write this report.  It is a nice day today to go find a battery.

I am glad this thing died when it did rather than the half way between Winnemucca NV and Lakeview Or.  No harm no foul, I made it home safe and sound.  I will be looking for better options to know when the battery is toast like this little gem right here.

I know I didn’t get a lot of years out of this battery but it had a hard life.  The bike sat for a while new before I bought it, then the voltage regulator went south during my first year of ownership.  It was an overcharge condition.  While the problem was fixed under warrantee the battery likely suffered for it.

Post Script:  Oh the pain of it!

I had a loose battery terminal screw. In over 40 years of motorcycling this has never happened to me. It would have taken 10 minutes to fix it on the side of the road. I didn't want to stop because I was convinced I had a dead or near dead battery. Sure hurts to admit that. 

Thursday, April 5, 2012

More Dams!

It is about dam time to get some dams in Oregon.  I am am taking off on Friday afternoon and return on Saturday evening in time for spending Easter with my wife.  In about 36 hours I will bag the following dams:
Along the way I get to ride a road I have not been on before - most excellent.  The Oregon Motorcyclist is a great resource.

Here is my route down on Friday this includes the dam at  Mompano reservoir, point B on the map.

Here is my route my route back home.

Happy Easter and thanks for reading my blog.

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