More Misc. Sidehack Trip Shots..............

This fellow in Nevada might have needed help.....I didn't like the looks of him so just waved and passed him by.......

Lake MacDonald.........Montana

Had to think a while before riding into that.......I did...then went.

Always dreamed of riding through Patagonia...now I have.

I love this photo.............a number of my favorite things in life pictured.

Misc. Sidecar Road Trip Photos................

Sherriff Wyatt would "Earp" in his grave if he could see how low we have stooped............

Bisbee AZ.....old mining town......now a quaint bed & breakfast town........

Somewhere near Superior AZ. if I remember right.

Jerome AZ.

Approaching Jerome AZ.

Old Rural Texas Day 2

Salt Fork of the Red River.......funny thing down here....not too many rivers or creeks have water in them.....the signs must be a memorial.

The Red River....very, very wide but drier than a bone.

Still Christmas in there...102 degrees out here.

A little home made, ranch style steering wheel repair...Ralph Nader is rolling over in his grave.

Old meets older.

North Fork of the Red River.......also dry......

Some old time brickwork. this town had a lot of cool old buildings.....most empty....

Old Rural Texas Day 1

A couple hours from "home" I got mixed in with this group (or should I say grope) ride.....one sidecar in the herd.....a Hannigan something or other.......big.....looked comfy inside.


There were a number of big tire chopper rigs.....driver sure didn't look very comfortable going down the road.


Fairly large bunch...they rode way too close together and when someone up front slowed it was like an accordion........some not paying close attention had a surprise.....riding like this is not for me.

Some nice country out here.

A group of old aluminum wind powered generators...they were nearly all spinning. Caught my attention from quite a few miles out. On closer inspection I could see that they were not wired in. They have probably been spinning for no reason for a lot of years.

Only things living in this old place were the spiders, lots of them...and big ones.

This says 102....someone a few miles back at a gas stop said it was 109......felt like 109

Made it to Copper Breaks Park for the night...it was uncomfortably hot until late at night. The insects were minimal until nightfall...then they seemed to rain down from the trees.

Had a late night visit from a raccoon...he must have wanted a pear I left in a bag on the table. He was persistent so I hung the bag from a lantern hook.

Old Texas Wheels

Chopper On A Stick, miles from anything, along the road.

1929 Chevy Truck....been in the guys family for 70 years......top speed 25MPH. I like the back ""Granny Chair". The old girl purred like a kitten.

Wood spoke wheels, running board storage. Pots, pans and lantern hanging.......

1951 Mercury, suicide rear doors. All original except for wheels...it ran so smooth & quiet you could barely hear it run.

Superior Fire Truck

An "Ambulette".

A Buick, I think.(?)

Jupiter Travels Old Texas

One of the many "retired" gas stations I passed in the past two days.

This was a flourishing "downtown" at one time.

Another gas station.

Again...another gas station.

Great Art Deco Stone work.

Grain storage?

I imagine this was the cornerstone of a community so many years ago.

A refurbished gas station.

And another refurbihed gas station.....for looks only, like the previous one.

The tin roof was moaning, groaning and talking to me in the wind.

This house has almost gone back to the earth.

Another Texas Storm............

Monday night another big storm blew through. There was lightening off in the distance all evening and at 1:00AM the storm hit us. The wind was so terrific that I thought it was going to roll the motorhome over....a lot of bad sounds coming from outside. The intense movement knocked over photos on the kitchen counter. I inspected everything the next morning and saw no damage here. Later in the day I looked down the row in the RV Park and realized that a guy on the end was missing the tail end of his trailer......I could see the back side of his drawers / cabinets. It rained again last night so he tarped it off and is working on some sort of repair today..........good luck.

Probably has some good ventilation now............

We're not in Kansas anymore?

Darian was sentence to time in the hoosegow at the Dalton Place..................

Liberal Kansas ................guess who came from here? Well Dorothy of course.......I guess the Munchkins shipped her house back from OZ....................

Meade Kansas was a hide out for the infamous 1800's Dalton Gang.
This reportably was their joint..............for a "nominal fee" we could have gone in..........it was closed.

Unfortunately my sentence was a bit tougher than Darians'.............

We fought 20-30 MPH head & leftside winds all the way to Texas. 50 miles from home the old BMW crapped out on me. Started hitting only on one cylinder. I reached down while moving and pulled the left plug wire and ....no change. Luckily a picnic area was up the road so pulled in and started checking things over. Plugs were a bit sooty so cleaned them & swapped them side to side. Ran it down the road a mile and still missing. Had good spark / compression so decided that a carb problem was the deal. Pulled the left side carb diaphragm and it was split wide open. I've seen them fail a little at a time with pin holes but never saw one come apart like this.............

Of course I carry an extra one...........three to be exact.......a quick change and away we go.....First time the old Hag has ever bit the dust on the road...........home safe and sound at 5:30 PM. We've now gone North / South / East / West..............we'll need to get creative for the next trip....