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Today, realizing we are already halfway through August, I thought it might be a good time to sit down and work on some photographs.  Just one of the many images, that have been neglected, since returning from my Bike trip back in July. This was one of the moments when you had to decide to stop and take a photo or press on and maintain the slight advantage you have over an impending storm.

sportsters on the farm

After a few busy weeks of work and a ten day motorcycle trip it’s time to get down to business. I was recently on stage at Maxwell”s in Hoboken to photograph a great band that you might not be aware of, I’m expecting that to change very soon. I’ll be posting more photographs over the next few days of the set they played at one of  Hobokens  most legendary clubs.

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Ladies and Gentlemen- Pour the Pirate Sherry

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The bike trip ended last night and as predicted was completed at Tom’s Tavern in Farmingdale, NJ.
We rode over 3,000 miles in 10 days, our longest trip in 12 years.
We met a lot of people along the way, and like other years, most were surprised and impressed that we were out riding on Sportsters. If your unfamiliar with motorcycles it the smallest bike that Harley-Davidson produces and is very popular with short women, but I’m ok with that. It’s an extremely reliable and adaptable bike that was never meant for touring, but that hasn’t stopped us from riding them all over the northeast and into the deep south.

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Left Clarksburg, WV this morning a little before 9. The sun was working hard to burn off the fog that kept visiblity to a minimum.

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My bike covered in Mountain dew, not the kind you drink.

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Every bike trip we lose something, some years more then others. This year, so far, we’ve lost the following:

1 -grey t-shirt
1 -red bungee cord
1 -1970’s style blue bubble shield
1- green plastic army canteen
1- tailight lens
1- blinker lens

Oh well !

Earlier today

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Approaching Burnsville, West Virginia. This was the end of a very epic 2 hour ride through the back roads of West Virginia before we hit the Interstate for 40 miles ending up in Clarksburg for the night. 400 miles till home!

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Travel across this bridge and you end up in Ohio. Port of Ashland was our last stop in Kentucky. Sorry to see such a beautiful state disappear in the mirror.

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After my emergency bike repairs yesterday we left Muscle Shoals, Alabama approaching lunch time.
It was no surprise to roll into Louisville after 7pm with no plans for a hotel, but first things first, let’s find a bar and some food. See my last post for a picture of our bikes in front of O’Sheas bar.

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Heading east on interstate 64 we took some time out of the day to stop by the Woodford Reserve Distillery in Frankfort, Ky. It was a great tour of the stills and bottling area and bourbon samples at the end, can’t beat that for $7

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My brother looked as if he was contemplating jumping into this 7,000 gallon cypress wood fermentation tank. Update! He did not jump in the tank.

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After the Distillery tour we were lucky enough to happen across Kentucky 77, a small road north of Slade, Kentucky. The 36 mile loop through the Red river Gorge takes you through the 13 foot wide Nada tunnel. It was built in 1910 to haul logs out of the Red River Valley and took less then a year to complete the 200 foot long tunnel.

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Further along on Kentucky 77 we came across this old farm property. Couldn’t pass up the opportunity to spend some time taking photographs.

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