Eight of us met this Saturday after Thanksgiving to map out a schedule for December and January. Most rode in in spite of the cool temperatures.
This is what we came up with:
No monthly meeting in December; the next meeting will be on January 27th
No scheduled ride in December
A local ride (<125 miles) is scheduled for January 13th, weather permitting
Additionally, we reviewed and discussed the major findings of the Virginia Tech Study of motorcycle risk factors, and MC Garage's decoding of motorcycle tire sidewall markings.
Smarter-Every-Day, through use of a drone, a 22 rifle and dog ears showed us how our ear-brain work together to give each of us an ability to locate sounds in a vertical plane (nothing to do with motorcycles but very interesting).
The remainder of the meeting was devoted to fellowship, talk and solving the word's problems.
Mellish promised chilly temps and lots of sun. We got the chilly but the sun, not so much.
Four of us (Dave, Al, Richard and Bob s.) left Hickory Flat promptly at 9 am on our way to meet Mel in Cleveland at 10:30. We arrived within minutes of each other and after a pit stop and warm up at the local Chick-Fil-A we were soon passing through Clarkesville, and Hollywood on our way to Tallulah Gorge State Park where we hoped to witness the gorge and falls as it used to be before Georgia Power dammed the river in 1913.
On selected weekends in the Spring and Fall Georgia power releases a very large quantity of water from behind the dam into the gorge and the rush of water at 700 cfs gives viewers a chance to see why Tallulah Falls was a major tourist attraction in the 1800's.
When we turned on to Jane Hurt Yarn Drive (park entrance) it was immediately apparent that we were not the only folks interested in the day's release. Cars were parked on the shoulders well before the entrance and the parking lot was full and then some. Four of our bikes crammed into one spot while another put the side stand down between a rock and a bush.
Crowded yes, but worth the effort to get around to the numerous overlooks and the 300 plus stairs down to the suspension bridge that crosses the gorge at Hurricane Falls. Rather than trying to describe what we saw at these points, take a look at this video; https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OdSKunrofDQ
After taking it all in we worked our way out of the park heading for the town of Tallulah Falls for lunch. Our first choice was a grill less than a mile away but on entering we were told the couldn't accommodate us as they were overextended serving the group they already had seated. Richard consulted his trusty smart phone and we headed on south on 441 again but never found the restaurant. A quick huddle and we decided we'd go to one we knew of, the Chick-Fil-A we visited in the morning. Luckily we found it, ate and relaxed for a good while reliving the day and solving the world's problems.
Leaving Cleveland we split up, with Mel heading toward Athens and the rest of us off to Dahlonega, then home before dark.
A good day riding, hiking and playing tourist. Round trip to/from Hickory Flat was around 190 miles.
Larry and Bob S. took advantage of some free time and a promising day to explore some less frequently used Forest Service roads in the Chattahoochee National Forest
They entered the forest off of Nimblewill Church Road on FS 28-1, went up past Camp Wahsega, then up the hill on FS 80 to its junction with FS-42 (aka Cooper Gap Rd.), north of Camp Merrill. It was an enjoyable ride but nothing new so far. Going west on 42, a ways past the cliffs, they got on FS-69 (Rock Creek Rd) to see what they could see.
FS 69's surface was on par with most better FS roads and allowed a quick ride all the way to the fish hatchery. They stopped there and inspected the many ponds full of different size and color trout (Brook, Brown, Rainbow??) Larry figured this open- to- the-sky area must attract eagles or other raptors. On their way back to the KLR and Ural a few "ranger" vehicles appeared. The two motorcyclists thought they were in for it, as they were in a "Do Not Enter" "Official Vehicles Only" area. Not so, the "rangers" were friendly, telling them them that not only raptors but bears and other hungry ones made it over or through the fences to feast on the fish. They also gave a verbal description of how to get to the swinging bridge over the Toccoa without running out to Ga 60. It sounded doable (if you could remember all the twist and turns).
Most sane people get to the bridge on the short ride off of Ga 60. Not them. They took an unmarked road (FS 248) over a small bridge then turned right onto another unmarked "road"(FS 333), forded a stream, and continued on to what they figured was likely near the south side of the bridge (they never saw the gate the rangers promised). They took a chance and hiked down the steep Benton McKay trail to the river and there was the bridge.
After lounging on the bridge for a while, enjoying the sun, they thought about lunch at VanZandts. Again the boring way to get there was to back track to FS 69 and head for Ga 60 and Dial road. But on a map they saw what they thought might be an extension of FS 333 that seamed to reach Doublehead Gap Road. Then an adventure began.
As they headed west the "road" looked less and less traveled, eventually leading to a washed out, down hill cut barely wide enough for the Ural.The narrow KLR made it down on the more-or-less stable right side of the cut, but the three wheel Ural had to ride part of the way down with the sidecar wheel on the higher right side and the bike wheels in the washed out left side ditch, not a good posture for a hack. Well about half way down the Ural tipped too far and tried to climb the cut's bank, stripping off, as Urals do, the low left muffler. Larry, seeing the situation, walked back up the hill and put his body weight on the side car step and the two made their way down, took out the tools, and re-attached the muffler.
Still not to Doublehead Gap they pushed along not knowing what to expect, but not wanting to turn back up that hill. Glory be, they eventually came to a graveled road that led eventually to Doublehead Gap Road and an easy ride to VanZandts
After a late lunch Bob talked Larry into one more exploration, a road the is temptingly named Old Dial Road. The lightly used road was paved in Dial but eventually turned to gravel as it skirted the Toccoa and made its swisty way north toward Morganton. About two thirds the way to Morganton it again was paved and soon was stop signed at Ga 60. As it was getting late in the day the two then took Ga 60 back to Dial Road and headed off to home.
It was a fine fine day in the outdoors with just enough adventure to keep one coming back again and again.
Eight of us met this rainy Saturday to discuss upcoming events and mull over various motorcycle topics..
First on the agenda was the planned ride to Tallulah Gorge to witness the kayak action during one of the major water releases by Georgia Power. We plan to ride there on Saturday, November 11th. We will meet at the Shell Station on the corner of East Cherokee Road and Highway 140 in Hickory Flat ready to ride at 8:30 am ( this is the first Saturday of Standard Time). A planned route can be found at https://www.plotaroute.com/route/518065
The return route is dependent on how many hours are spent at the gorge (there's more to see and do than the water release). Additional ride details will be posted as the ride date approaches.Never been there? Take a look https://video.search.yahoo.com/yhs/search?fr=yhs-mozilla-001&hsimp=yhs-001&hspart=mozilla&p=tallulah+gorge+state+park+tallulah+falls+ga#id=1&vid=938d47a652c4db2027949a1355879c40&action=click
We took a look at David Petersen's (BestRest Products) idea that that the usual way that two riders stagger their lane position way be all wrong https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iYq7KnXgDHY Interesting (but not everyone signed up)
Next we tried to discern the cause of various motorcycle mishaps depicted in video clips. In addition we tried to work our way through Virginia Tech's report on Why and How motorcycle's crash, but gave up as the format didn't lend itself to a group discussion. We'll try again when their info is in bullet form.
The group took a few minutes to see again Half-Throttle's attempt to ride his KLR up a muddy hill in Panama. Some rides just don't go well.
MC Garage put out a video that answered the question...does shifting without the clutch damage a motorcycle's transmission? The answer...No...was not a surprise to many in the room as it is more or less common practice for up shifting to a higher gear (not so common downshifting).
We viewed a few interesting, but not motorcycle videos, and before we knew it, it was 11 o'clock and we adjourned.
The next meeting will be on Saturday November 25th, same time, same place
On a gray and misty Saturday morning, three riders (BobK, Larry and Mike) met in Ball Ground for a trip across the incomparable Cherohala Skyway connecting Tellico Plains (far SE TN) with Robbinsville (far W NC).
The Cherohala was built to promote tourism in the area and the name combines the two national forests it passes through – the Cherokee and the Nantahala. The term “Skyway” applies because the road traverses the upper ridge lines of the southern Appalachians (elevation 3000’ – 5400’) and offers gorgeous vistas on both sides. Different than the Blue Ridge Parkway, the Skyway curves aren’t as tight and the road is paved wider and with numerous scenic turnouts, resulting in a better flowing, spectacular roadway perfect for motorcycles.
We left Ball Ground and took the fast lane to Blue Ridge, in rain gear mostly for the extra warmth it provided against the cooler-than-forecasted start of the day. After a coffee stop in Blue Ridge, we shed the rain pants, but still needed something over our summer mesh jackets. From there it was beautiful TN 68 to Tellico. We thoroughly enjoyed our trip across the Skyway and at the eastern end had a decision to make… backtrack the Skyway, then lunch in Tellico and home… or a quicker lunch in Robbinsville, then loop SW toward home. Food wins!
We found a lunch spot perfect for Bikers – The Hub – with BBQ and upscale American diner menu served on their large and casual covered patio. We’ll be back.
After lunch we finally felt the forecasted warmth and shed the extra gear. From Robbinsville, we traveled S to Topton (where the Nantahala Gorge begins), then took the fast lane down thru Andrews and Murphy to Blue Ridge, then 515 / 575 home to Cherokee. A 300 mile day of good riding and good company. What more can you ask for? Join us next time.