Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 6:48 pm
did you travel to other islands and loaded your bike on the boat?blues2cruise wrote:At Deep Cove when my bike was a month old....
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Re: 10,000km...who would have ever thought....
Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 6:51 pm
17,300kmGummiente wrote: Looks like I'll have to keep an eye on your mileage tally next year, I have a feeling you'll be nipping at my heels on that one. You go, girl!
Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 6:53 pm
Vancouver Island where Victoria is. It's an hour and a half on the ferry each way.VermilionX wrote:did you travel to other islands and loaded your bike on the boat?blues2cruise wrote:At Deep Cove when my bike was a month old....
....Deep Cove is only about 20 minutes from where I live. A quick jaunt on the freeway and over the bridge...
Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 4:48 am
dr_bar wrote: Is an active volcano. Though lying dormant for a long time, it has almost continually been letting off steam for as long as I can remember. 1975 was a very active year when the temp rose and there was a fear of an eruption, major glacial melts etc... Here's a shot of the crater steam vent....
Because I don't want to hijack this blog, I will delete this post at the request of the blogger....
I don't understand what exactly is wrong with my head, but i saw that image and immediately though, mmmmm steamed bluecrabs from MD. good grief.
Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 2:25 pm
July 2, 2006.
The Sunshine Coast Highway….finally in the sunshine.
I organized a ride for 4 people, but unfortunately, one had to work and the other slept in so couldn’t make it on time for the ferry. That left my friend dr_bar and I to go for a day trip along Highway #101.
Listen to the song......
http://uk.geocities.com/hyohsilver/words.htm
I met dr_bar at the gas station at the corner of Willingdon and Canada Way where we topped up or tanks and in my case, cleaned off the tank. The nozzle was very touchy and I ended up spilling gas over the tank. In lieu of a water hose, the gas station has a plastic watering can for sprinkling water. It worked at least to get rid of the gas I had spilled.
I also needed dr_bar’s help to install my tinted shield on my helmet. Ever since my hand surgery last year, my right hand is just not as strong as it once was and it still hurts to use it with any amount of pressure on it. (However, it is better than before the surgery). I knew it would be as sunny as the day before so I changed the shield so my eyes would not have to strain in the glaring sun. We were going to be home before dark anyway.
We left the gas station right on time and headed to the Upper Levels Highway to get to Horseshoe Bay. We rode our bikes to the bike loading area and parked. There were already several bikes there. Mostly tourists and only a few locals. We had 30 minutes to spend before the ferry arrived so we shed our gear and walked into the village for coffee. I also bought some coffee beans there. This is a small independent coffee shop where the owner brings in organic beans and roasts them on his premises. When I go to visit my Mom, I usually stop in here for some beans because she just has whatever kind of coffee was on sale at the time she bought it. She is not as particular about her coffee as I am.
We sat in the shade on a bench by the water while we drank our coffee….OK, I had coffee…dr_bar had herbal tea….which we come to find out later was a mistake.
When we saw the ferry approaching, we walked back to the bikes. There were considerably more bikes when we got back. As soon as we got the green light, we all went single file onto the ship and parked one by one at a 45* angle. Chocks are scarce, so you have to be quick if you want one. I snagged two.
We went upstairs to the cafeteria so dr_bar could eat breakfast. He had been working until the wee hours of the morning and had not had time to eat after his wake up call from me. I decided I better eat, too or I would be hungry in an hour. The trip is only 40 minutes so you need to get into the food line right away and don’t dally over your food.
When we went back down to the vehicle deck I suggested to dr_bar that we go up North Road instead of the bypass route. North Road usually has water running off from the rains and I don’t recommend riding it then. But today it would be bone dry and would be much more fun than the bypass. The bypass is a poker straight run up a very steep hill and everyone is trying to outdo everyone in a race to the top. I don’t know what it is about getting off a ferry, but everyone seems like they are in a frenzy after they offload.
North Road, however, has very little traffic, if any at all, and it twists and turns its way uphill to a much appreciated stop sign. The folks coming off the bypass have a yield sign. You know what that means don’t you? It means we at the stop sign get to go….after stopping…..while the folks coming off the bypass have to stop and let us in. hahahahahaha
It was a nice ride through Upper Gibsons and to Sechelt where I turned off to go to Porpoise Bay. We had never been up there on a motorcycle so today we explored. It was a gently winding undulating road. We road it all the way to the end and down into some very pretty bays. On the way back we stopped at a beach for a few minutes to have a cold drink and enjoy the ocean views. I suggested to dr_bar that it was time for coffee to which he agreed wholeheartedly. I asked him if he wanted to stay in Sechelt or head up to Madeira Park and take my Mom for coffee. So, I phoned my Mom to let her know we would be there in about 1/2hour.
Now that I know the road so well, and given dr_bar’s vast biking experience, I knew we could make it in 30 minutes instead of the 40 it would normally take from there. We got through Sechelt and onto the highway, but dr_bar kept lagging behind. I slowed down to let him catch up but once I sped up again he fell behind. I didn’t know what was going on back there but that sure wasn’t like him. The speed limit is 80kmh (50mph) and I was trying to go 90kmh (55mph), but I had to keep slowing down to 70kmh. Looking in my mirrors I could see that his cornering was not up to snuff, either. Finally we arrived at the Government dock in Madeira Park. My Mom was waiting for us. We had some refreshments and a chat and then my Mom asked if we’d be interested in sticking around for the annual “Christmas in July” dinner at the legion. It wasn’t for another couple of hours, so we said, “sure”, but that we’d be back. She was busy helping with the turkey cooking and had to get back to it.
We got back onto the highway and had great ride all the way to Earl’s Cove. That is the end of the road and it is where the ferry for Powell River docks.
dr_bar and the two bikes at the Earl's Cove ferry terminal. By the way, that big bulge in front of dr_bar is the windshield.
My bike at the same place....
We stopped long enough for a drink of water and a couple of photos before heading back. If you ever have a chance to ride this highway, you will see why it is so popular with motorcyclists. It is winding, scenic, and has just enough challenge to keep it interesting and “on your toes”.
I think dr_bar is struggling with this heat. He poured just as much water over him as he put inside him. We headed back to Madeira Park and I think we made even better time going back than we did coming out. We parked our bikes at the front of the legion and went in to find my Mom. I had planned to eat and run, but dr_bar and my Mom had other plans. So it was decided that we would hang for a bit longer and catch the last ferry home which was at 9:35. Yep! That would mean going the final leg home in the dark.
It was while we were at dinner that I asked dr_bar why he was always lagging behind. I have ridden with him enough to know his style and today there was definitely something wrong. He finally admitted to me that he had only 4 hours sleep before the wake up call. He told me he was feeling fatigued. I said that he should have pulled over then. I would have pulled over as well. We could have gone home if he was feeling so poorly. He also told me about his cornering problem. He had been fixating on me and not the corners. He wasn’t looking ahead and through the curve.
While we were having dinner, the biker”friend” of my Mom’s came by the table and said hello to her and completely ignored me. If you recall, this was the one I had the big fight with over the use of my “blinking my brake lights” as a warning to drivers behind me. This was the man who raised his fist to me. This was the man who was trying to make me ride beyond my skill level. He has never said he is sorry. He will never admit to being wrong. And he still does not talk to me. It’s no big loss to me, but I can’t believe that a man over 60 is still acting like a 10 year old.
After dinner we had a leisurely ride back to Sechelt. We stopped to fuel our bikes. While we were there I informed dr_bar that I would be pulling in to Gibson’s for coffee. I was forcing him to have a hit of caffeine. Of course he could have refused, but I think he knew it would help with the final portion of the trip home which would be in the dark.
Next...the stop for coffee and getting to the ferry.....
The Sunshine Coast Highway….finally in the sunshine.
I organized a ride for 4 people, but unfortunately, one had to work and the other slept in so couldn’t make it on time for the ferry. That left my friend dr_bar and I to go for a day trip along Highway #101.
Listen to the song......
http://uk.geocities.com/hyohsilver/words.htm
I met dr_bar at the gas station at the corner of Willingdon and Canada Way where we topped up or tanks and in my case, cleaned off the tank. The nozzle was very touchy and I ended up spilling gas over the tank. In lieu of a water hose, the gas station has a plastic watering can for sprinkling water. It worked at least to get rid of the gas I had spilled.
I also needed dr_bar’s help to install my tinted shield on my helmet. Ever since my hand surgery last year, my right hand is just not as strong as it once was and it still hurts to use it with any amount of pressure on it. (However, it is better than before the surgery). I knew it would be as sunny as the day before so I changed the shield so my eyes would not have to strain in the glaring sun. We were going to be home before dark anyway.
We left the gas station right on time and headed to the Upper Levels Highway to get to Horseshoe Bay. We rode our bikes to the bike loading area and parked. There were already several bikes there. Mostly tourists and only a few locals. We had 30 minutes to spend before the ferry arrived so we shed our gear and walked into the village for coffee. I also bought some coffee beans there. This is a small independent coffee shop where the owner brings in organic beans and roasts them on his premises. When I go to visit my Mom, I usually stop in here for some beans because she just has whatever kind of coffee was on sale at the time she bought it. She is not as particular about her coffee as I am.
We sat in the shade on a bench by the water while we drank our coffee….OK, I had coffee…dr_bar had herbal tea….which we come to find out later was a mistake.
When we saw the ferry approaching, we walked back to the bikes. There were considerably more bikes when we got back. As soon as we got the green light, we all went single file onto the ship and parked one by one at a 45* angle. Chocks are scarce, so you have to be quick if you want one. I snagged two.
We went upstairs to the cafeteria so dr_bar could eat breakfast. He had been working until the wee hours of the morning and had not had time to eat after his wake up call from me. I decided I better eat, too or I would be hungry in an hour. The trip is only 40 minutes so you need to get into the food line right away and don’t dally over your food.
When we went back down to the vehicle deck I suggested to dr_bar that we go up North Road instead of the bypass route. North Road usually has water running off from the rains and I don’t recommend riding it then. But today it would be bone dry and would be much more fun than the bypass. The bypass is a poker straight run up a very steep hill and everyone is trying to outdo everyone in a race to the top. I don’t know what it is about getting off a ferry, but everyone seems like they are in a frenzy after they offload.
North Road, however, has very little traffic, if any at all, and it twists and turns its way uphill to a much appreciated stop sign. The folks coming off the bypass have a yield sign. You know what that means don’t you? It means we at the stop sign get to go….after stopping…..while the folks coming off the bypass have to stop and let us in. hahahahahaha
It was a nice ride through Upper Gibsons and to Sechelt where I turned off to go to Porpoise Bay. We had never been up there on a motorcycle so today we explored. It was a gently winding undulating road. We road it all the way to the end and down into some very pretty bays. On the way back we stopped at a beach for a few minutes to have a cold drink and enjoy the ocean views. I suggested to dr_bar that it was time for coffee to which he agreed wholeheartedly. I asked him if he wanted to stay in Sechelt or head up to Madeira Park and take my Mom for coffee. So, I phoned my Mom to let her know we would be there in about 1/2hour.
Now that I know the road so well, and given dr_bar’s vast biking experience, I knew we could make it in 30 minutes instead of the 40 it would normally take from there. We got through Sechelt and onto the highway, but dr_bar kept lagging behind. I slowed down to let him catch up but once I sped up again he fell behind. I didn’t know what was going on back there but that sure wasn’t like him. The speed limit is 80kmh (50mph) and I was trying to go 90kmh (55mph), but I had to keep slowing down to 70kmh. Looking in my mirrors I could see that his cornering was not up to snuff, either. Finally we arrived at the Government dock in Madeira Park. My Mom was waiting for us. We had some refreshments and a chat and then my Mom asked if we’d be interested in sticking around for the annual “Christmas in July” dinner at the legion. It wasn’t for another couple of hours, so we said, “sure”, but that we’d be back. She was busy helping with the turkey cooking and had to get back to it.
We got back onto the highway and had great ride all the way to Earl’s Cove. That is the end of the road and it is where the ferry for Powell River docks.
dr_bar and the two bikes at the Earl's Cove ferry terminal. By the way, that big bulge in front of dr_bar is the windshield.
My bike at the same place....
We stopped long enough for a drink of water and a couple of photos before heading back. If you ever have a chance to ride this highway, you will see why it is so popular with motorcyclists. It is winding, scenic, and has just enough challenge to keep it interesting and “on your toes”.
I think dr_bar is struggling with this heat. He poured just as much water over him as he put inside him. We headed back to Madeira Park and I think we made even better time going back than we did coming out. We parked our bikes at the front of the legion and went in to find my Mom. I had planned to eat and run, but dr_bar and my Mom had other plans. So it was decided that we would hang for a bit longer and catch the last ferry home which was at 9:35. Yep! That would mean going the final leg home in the dark.
It was while we were at dinner that I asked dr_bar why he was always lagging behind. I have ridden with him enough to know his style and today there was definitely something wrong. He finally admitted to me that he had only 4 hours sleep before the wake up call. He told me he was feeling fatigued. I said that he should have pulled over then. I would have pulled over as well. We could have gone home if he was feeling so poorly. He also told me about his cornering problem. He had been fixating on me and not the corners. He wasn’t looking ahead and through the curve.
While we were having dinner, the biker”friend” of my Mom’s came by the table and said hello to her and completely ignored me. If you recall, this was the one I had the big fight with over the use of my “blinking my brake lights” as a warning to drivers behind me. This was the man who raised his fist to me. This was the man who was trying to make me ride beyond my skill level. He has never said he is sorry. He will never admit to being wrong. And he still does not talk to me. It’s no big loss to me, but I can’t believe that a man over 60 is still acting like a 10 year old.
After dinner we had a leisurely ride back to Sechelt. We stopped to fuel our bikes. While we were there I informed dr_bar that I would be pulling in to Gibson’s for coffee. I was forcing him to have a hit of caffeine. Of course he could have refused, but I think he knew it would help with the final portion of the trip home which would be in the dark.
Next...the stop for coffee and getting to the ferry.....
Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 4:22 pm
sucks that you didn't make it time for the ferry but looks like a fun day still.
and the blog looks better w/ pics.
and the blog looks better w/ pics.
Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 5:44 pm
Some of us like reading all the words.VermilionX wrote:sucks that you didn't make it time for the ferry but looks like a fun day still.
and the blog looks better w/ pics.
But pics do round a story out nicely.Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 7:18 pm
We weren't trying to get on the ferry at that point. We just wanted to ride the twisty road to the end.
I will write part two later and post a couple of more pics.
I will write part two later and post a couple of more pics.
Posted: Mon Jul 10, 2006 2:35 pm
July 2, 2006 
Part 2-Going home from Highway 101.
We stopped in Davis Bay for a few minutes because I was hoping to get some sunset over the ocean photos. While we were deciding what to do next, a woman came over to chat up dr_bar. She claimed to be interested in his 1100cc Virago….and although she did seem to know about bikes, I think she used it as an excuse to chat him up. After a few minutes of her standing with her back to me and talking to dr_bar, I gestured that I was heading down to the other end of the beach to look for my composition. It was very obvious to me that my presence was not needed.
I wonder if any phone numbers were exchanged.
I rode my bike down to the other end of the beach and found a parking space. I positioned my bike so that I could possibly get a bike on the beach shot, but with so many cars and people around it wasn’t working. I took a couple anyway, because they occupied my time.
Several minutes went by before dr_bar made his way to my end of the beach. We dallied a few minutes more so that I could perhaps catch a kayaker in action but time was running out, so I put my camera away and we left for Gibson’s.
I made the turn into the mall that harboured the local Starbuck’s. It was the only coffee place that was still open on a Sunday night. If you ever need a coffee to go and do not want it spill out of the sip hole, ask the barista for a label to cover the hole. It’s not perfect but it is somewhat adequate. I happen to have a small zippered lunch box thingy on the rack of my bike, so I removed the water bottles and gently place the two coffees inside. Dr-bar is such a doubting Thomas…..He doesn’t think this will work. I keep telling him I’ve taken coffee to go when I’m on my bike before.
“Trust me….this will work”, I told him.
I stuffed some toweling in with the cups to stabilize them before I zipped the bag shut. We left the mall and continued on our way to the ferry. It was only about 5 minutes from here which is why I chose to pick up our coffee here. It would still be hot when we got to the ferry line up.
We turned onto the bypass route to make our descent into Langdale and to the terminal. The speed limit here is 80kmh (50mph) until near the bottom where the speed changes to 60kmh (35mph). So many people get into a FRENZY either going to or getting off the ferry. Consequently, most people ignore the speed limit and fly down that hill with the pedal to the metal. I always leave myself plenty of time to get to the ferry, so I know I don’t need to fly down that hill. Dr_bar and I have the luxury of being able to have a nice relaxing ride down that hill and also to lower our speed where the sign says “SLOW TO”…..
As we came around the bend in the road near the bottom, there was a radar trap set up. The RCMP were sure busy….So few actually slow down from 80 to 60…..
I wonder if the police officer was disappointed when we went by at 60.
It was slow going to get to the booth, but finally we are directed to the front of lane 10 where all the bikes usually wait. As I pulled around the line of cars, I saw that we were not the first today. There were already several bikers there waiting. One turned around to look at me so I smiled and asked, “May I join you”? He simply turned away without any acknowledgment. I guess he was having a bad hair day. Lol
After I took off my helmet, gloves and jacket, I then unzipped my lunch box thingy and produced the two cups of coffee. It was so funny to watch the raised eyebrows. One man in particular was watching me so I said not to mind me because I was caffeinated. I guess you could say I was a bit wired.
He just laughed in response and told me he was so impressed by the two coffees that he was wishing I had more. He thought it was such a cool way to travel….”You got a coffee maker in there, too?” lol
While we were standing there with all the other bikers, we could catch snippets of conversation. Sometimes I get included and sometimes I get ignored. The Kawasaki rider ignored absolutely everyone. The two Harley riders were quite chatty. The Suzuki rider was not only chatty, he was downright friendly. The Goldwing rider just looked down his nose at the rest of us riff raff. Then a squidly sport bike rider showed up with his girlfriend riding pillion. They were both in shorts, t-shirts and sandals. As nice as it must feel dressed like that on a hot day, one false move and they will both be asking for skin grafts.
I already detailed the conversation between the two Harley riders, so I don’t need to bring it up again. However, here is a pic……
We loaded onto the ferry and went for ice cream. It seemed like a perfect way to end a great day. Soon we were back down on the car deck in preparation for disembarking. The Suzuki rider was once again friendly and talkative. Nice.
Oops! Just as we were docking a lens fell out of my glasses. I had no time to fix them right then so after we got off the ferry I led us into Horseshoe Bay so I could fix my glasses. Technically this is dr_bar’s fault. I had planned on being home in daylight but he wanted to linger after dinner.
I had the tinted face shield on my helmet. If I had the clear one on, I could have ridden home without glasses, however, I needed the glasses to provide a little bit of eye protection because it would be unsafe with bare eyes and it was too dark out for a tinted shield. We managed to fix my glasses….thank goodness for my Leatherman tool.
The ride home was refreshing after such a hot day. We made good time because the traffic from the ferry had cleared by the time we got back onto the highway. We went our separate ways at our usual parting place…but with a little help from dr_bar. We had been in the HOV lane, but as we got near where I would exit the freeway, there was no gap for me to change lanes. Dr_bar knows which exit I take and he could see the problem…so he muscled his way into the next lane and made space for me. Thanks dr_bar.
Although it was a terrific day, it was long and I was glad to be home. I now know I can manage two long days in a row of riding. I will need that experience in a couple of weeks for the Duffy Lake trip.
However, before then I will take a coffee run to Britannia Beach……
Part 2-Going home from Highway 101.
We stopped in Davis Bay for a few minutes because I was hoping to get some sunset over the ocean photos. While we were deciding what to do next, a woman came over to chat up dr_bar. She claimed to be interested in his 1100cc Virago….and although she did seem to know about bikes, I think she used it as an excuse to chat him up. After a few minutes of her standing with her back to me and talking to dr_bar, I gestured that I was heading down to the other end of the beach to look for my composition. It was very obvious to me that my presence was not needed.
I wonder if any phone numbers were exchanged.
I rode my bike down to the other end of the beach and found a parking space. I positioned my bike so that I could possibly get a bike on the beach shot, but with so many cars and people around it wasn’t working. I took a couple anyway, because they occupied my time.
Several minutes went by before dr_bar made his way to my end of the beach. We dallied a few minutes more so that I could perhaps catch a kayaker in action but time was running out, so I put my camera away and we left for Gibson’s.
I made the turn into the mall that harboured the local Starbuck’s. It was the only coffee place that was still open on a Sunday night. If you ever need a coffee to go and do not want it spill out of the sip hole, ask the barista for a label to cover the hole. It’s not perfect but it is somewhat adequate. I happen to have a small zippered lunch box thingy on the rack of my bike, so I removed the water bottles and gently place the two coffees inside. Dr-bar is such a doubting Thomas…..He doesn’t think this will work. I keep telling him I’ve taken coffee to go when I’m on my bike before.
“Trust me….this will work”, I told him.
I stuffed some toweling in with the cups to stabilize them before I zipped the bag shut. We left the mall and continued on our way to the ferry. It was only about 5 minutes from here which is why I chose to pick up our coffee here. It would still be hot when we got to the ferry line up.
We turned onto the bypass route to make our descent into Langdale and to the terminal. The speed limit here is 80kmh (50mph) until near the bottom where the speed changes to 60kmh (35mph). So many people get into a FRENZY either going to or getting off the ferry. Consequently, most people ignore the speed limit and fly down that hill with the pedal to the metal. I always leave myself plenty of time to get to the ferry, so I know I don’t need to fly down that hill. Dr_bar and I have the luxury of being able to have a nice relaxing ride down that hill and also to lower our speed where the sign says “SLOW TO”…..
As we came around the bend in the road near the bottom, there was a radar trap set up. The RCMP were sure busy….So few actually slow down from 80 to 60…..
I wonder if the police officer was disappointed when we went by at 60.
It was slow going to get to the booth, but finally we are directed to the front of lane 10 where all the bikes usually wait. As I pulled around the line of cars, I saw that we were not the first today. There were already several bikers there waiting. One turned around to look at me so I smiled and asked, “May I join you”? He simply turned away without any acknowledgment. I guess he was having a bad hair day. Lol
After I took off my helmet, gloves and jacket, I then unzipped my lunch box thingy and produced the two cups of coffee. It was so funny to watch the raised eyebrows. One man in particular was watching me so I said not to mind me because I was caffeinated. I guess you could say I was a bit wired.
He just laughed in response and told me he was so impressed by the two coffees that he was wishing I had more. He thought it was such a cool way to travel….”You got a coffee maker in there, too?” lol
While we were standing there with all the other bikers, we could catch snippets of conversation. Sometimes I get included and sometimes I get ignored. The Kawasaki rider ignored absolutely everyone. The two Harley riders were quite chatty. The Suzuki rider was not only chatty, he was downright friendly. The Goldwing rider just looked down his nose at the rest of us riff raff. Then a squidly sport bike rider showed up with his girlfriend riding pillion. They were both in shorts, t-shirts and sandals. As nice as it must feel dressed like that on a hot day, one false move and they will both be asking for skin grafts.
I already detailed the conversation between the two Harley riders, so I don’t need to bring it up again. However, here is a pic……
We loaded onto the ferry and went for ice cream. It seemed like a perfect way to end a great day. Soon we were back down on the car deck in preparation for disembarking. The Suzuki rider was once again friendly and talkative. Nice.
Oops! Just as we were docking a lens fell out of my glasses. I had no time to fix them right then so after we got off the ferry I led us into Horseshoe Bay so I could fix my glasses. Technically this is dr_bar’s fault. I had planned on being home in daylight but he wanted to linger after dinner.
I had the tinted face shield on my helmet. If I had the clear one on, I could have ridden home without glasses, however, I needed the glasses to provide a little bit of eye protection because it would be unsafe with bare eyes and it was too dark out for a tinted shield. We managed to fix my glasses….thank goodness for my Leatherman tool.
The ride home was refreshing after such a hot day. We made good time because the traffic from the ferry had cleared by the time we got back onto the highway. We went our separate ways at our usual parting place…but with a little help from dr_bar. We had been in the HOV lane, but as we got near where I would exit the freeway, there was no gap for me to change lanes. Dr_bar knows which exit I take and he could see the problem…so he muscled his way into the next lane and made space for me. Thanks dr_bar.
Although it was a terrific day, it was long and I was glad to be home. I now know I can manage two long days in a row of riding. I will need that experience in a couple of weeks for the Duffy Lake trip.
However, before then I will take a coffee run to Britannia Beach……
Posted: Mon Jul 10, 2006 2:41 pm
ah yes!
suzuki riders are the friendliest bike peeps around.
suzuki riders are the friendliest bike peeps around.