Wade asked me to write another post, here it is.
http://www.vagabondjourney.com/travelogue/safety-and-security-tips-for-traveling-by-motorcycle/
Bob L's Motorcycle Travels
Wade asked me to write another post, here it is.
http://www.vagabondjourney.com/travelogue/safety-and-security-tips-for-traveling-by-motorcycle/
I posted a new article to Vagabond Journey, a site run Wade, a friend of mine.
http://www.vagabondjourney.com/travelogue/how-to-rent-motorcycles-abroad/
You may find it of interest.
Bob L
OK, I lied. I have not had much of a chance to write anything. Here are a few things that I wrote earlier that I did not yet publish. Not sure when I will write up more, or if any of it will be worth much.
I did get the rest of my pics up on the web at http://whereisbobl.com/pics/index.php?album=2010-11-thailand-all These are ALL my pics, so there are a LOT of them. I plan on eventually trimming this down some.
I have been reprimanded for not letting all know what has happened since my last post. I will write up something pretty long soon, but for now, a VERY quick summary of the rest of my trip.
I went back to Chiang Mae, then flew to Phuket and got a ride up to Khao Lak in southern THailand. Did a 4 day live aboard SCUBA trip to the Similan Islands. WOrld class diving there. Then a day of local diving.
THe trip home was brutal. Made do I guess, but it sure would be nice to have a Star Trek Transporter.
I left Khoa Lak Saturday at 5pm local, 5am EST, got a ride to Phuket, then a late flight to Bangkok, then an early flight to Tokyo, then New Jersey, then Boston, for a van ride to Nashua, NH, then a car ride home, arriving about 10:30 PM Sunday, that is 41.5 hours travel time door to door. Then I was up at 5:30 AM for work. THAT is why this post is short.
All in all the trip was great. Will post the rest of my pics, and a big story in a few days. Will let all know here.
In Mae Han Song I met an Australian and we discussed whether it made sense to visit the Karen Hill Tribe Village that was nearby. There is often a debate about this kind of thing. This village is a refugee village from Burma. They are very poor. The Karen tribe are also known as the Long Necks, as the women wear a series of metal rings on thier necks, in increasing numbers until they get married. The cons are that supposedly the tribe is paid to keep up this tradition for tourists. This being somewhat disfiguring, not to mention they often file thier teeth into points. The pros are that you pay a rather large sum of money to see them, and your guilt almost always makes you buy something at a rather high price, just to get a picture with one of the women. We discussed and discussed, and when we walked away, niether of us knew if we were going to go there. In the end, when I got to the village, the other guy was there. We did a quick visit, took our picture with a women, and left, not knowing if we should feel guilty or taken. The visit, in the end, cost more than a very nice guest house here.
On the way up there, I found out just how slippery wet elephant poo can be. There were numerous water crossings covered in the stuff. No embarassing slip ups (downs?) though.
Bob L
Rode south to Mai Sot, some great views, some great roads, some roads very rough. Mai Sot was just another crappy little city. All cities suck. I have never found one that I liked. A few have small areas that are nice, but as a whole I don’t like them.
I ran into a couple of harley riders from sweden. Broken down. Helped them get the bike in the chase vehicle. They run tours, where they transport people and their harleys to wherever, and run a tour. These are seriously long tours in interesting places like Thailand etc. The breakdown was a result of a modification, as usual. The bikes were older (Shovel Heads) although there really was nothing Harley about the S&S engines and other mods. The breaksown was due to a blown bearing in the steering stem. The bike was raked out by using an insert that allowed the bearings to be at a different angle. The top insert was turned, which may have caused the bearings to tighten and fail, or may have been caused by the bearing failing. Whatever. They were in good hands, having locals along in a truck to make the ride easier. The box of spare parts was bigger than my bike.
From Mai Sot I went down to Um Phang, to see some waterfalls. In Mai Sot a guy at a restaurant said that you get rides to the waterfalls, or drive out there. I went there, but got there in the afternoon. The ride down was great, but a bit rough. When I got there, while trying to find the recomended hotel, I asked a few tour companies about trips to the falls. They had none going at that hour. Most of the tour companies were closed. At the hotel, I inquired about a ride out there. They said the road was closed to motorcycles. True or not, I don’t know. The only way to go there was to hire a car. The amount was the same no matter how many people went. it was something like $45 US. To see water falls? I don’t think so. But, that is why I came here. OK, I spent the money. I thought I was getting ripped off, but what the hell. It turns out that the price was pretty decent. The ride was on a VERY rough road. It took over an hour and a half to get there. A street bike could do the ride, (If they let you) but I would not recomend it. Especially if it was wet, then I don’t think it would be possible. The falls were pretty damned nice, but not nice enough for me to make a special trip down here, and to spend that much money. Oh Well, it’s only money. But my hiring a car Solo was a good thing. We came across a Thai family that was going to the falls in a truck they hired. Their truck broke down. The truck I was in was nice, fairly new and had air conditioning and a back seat, plus two rows of seats in the back. We all fit fine. I gave up my seat to the ladies. It was a man, his wife, his two daughters, and a few other ladies that I never did figure out who they were. They were very sad for me travelling alone. I think one of the women was discussing whether I would make a good husband. They helped me out at the falls, showing me paths that I did not know were there so I could look at the falls. All in all, I would not do the entire trip to this town just to do the falls, the roads were too rough. There are lots of other treks one can go on here, and if one was to plan a multi-day trip, including rafting, hiking and the falls, then it would be worth the hike. I am glad I forked over the money for the truck, as since I was in town, it was sort of worth it.
The next day I rode to Mai Chaem via Tak an some big dam. The roads from Mai Sat to Tak were very fast, nice and curvy with decent scenery. I did not want to do the rough riding north of Mai Sat again.
In Mai Chaem I tried the recomended guest house, but it was full of Harley Riders, as there is a “bike Week” in Chiang Mai this week. They have lots of bike weeks, but this one is more for big bikes and a lot of people come from all over the world. I lucked into one of the better deals I have found. About $9 for a very quiet place, very clean (most are) with a great restaurant. In the restaurant there was some Thai Guy that ordered enough food for a family of ten along with American whiskey (very expensive). He thought it was funny that I only ordered one meal. He also thought it was funny that I was reading a Booth. He said it was funny that all Farang read booths.
Today, my last day with the bike, I rode some great roads (OK, most roads here are great) and some crappy city stuff. Rode up to the highest point in Thailand, and met a Loas couple from Las Vegas, then went to a temple overlooking the city of Chiang Mai. Funny to watch all the white backpackers with their girfriends on the back of scooters, trying not to crash. The road up was awesome, with two lanes on the uphill side. That makes three lanes for the locals (and me) to use. The backpackers were looking pretty pale by the time they got to the top.
Tomorow I go to Khao Lak, in southern thailand to dive. Hopefully the weather improves, as I have been told that it is rainy down there.
I will, of course, give excessive details later, but basically I find northern Thailand to be mostly wonderful, easy to get around in, the people are nice to you, and the roads are mostly outstanding. Frankly, it was so easy, I found it about as easy as traveling in the US. A lot cheaper mostly, but easy.
I will try to get some pics up, if I can get my card reader to work.
Bob L
OK, I don’t know what day it is. I think it is Monday. I am in Mae Hon Song in the western part of Northern part of Thailand. Great roads, great scenery, hard to make good time. This bike is great, but needs a MUCH firmer seat. Kawasaki could learn something from the bed manufactureres. I have slept on concrete that had more cushioning.
This is some awesome riding. Did I mention that already?
Here’s some bits I put together over the previous days when I could get a few minutes on a computer…… Damn. I just killed a mosquito. I am sure it was loaded with Malaria or Dengeue fever or japanese encephalitis. Something. Oh, wait, it is night time. I think it is the malaria skeeter that I have to worry about at this hour.
I am currently in Chiang Khong near the border with Laos, right on the river.
Spent 500 Bhat for a hotel, about $16. This is twice what I have been paying, and I know that I am paying too much because at the end of the day I just don’t have the energy to quibble over a couple of dollars. It is a nice room though, with A/C and should be very quiet.
DEAD GUYS
I mentioned I saw a couple of dead men the other day. The first one was about 15 miles into my ride. If I read the arm waiving or of the truck driver correctly, the bike passed someone just as the truck was moving away from some side of the road workers. The bike hit the truck FAST in the right corner. (Remember, they drive on the left here). The bike went under the truck’s wheels, the biker smashed into the truck and hit the road hard. He was wearing a helmet which is unusual around here, but it was one of the really cheap ones that are often seen. It split into many pieces. The helmet helped keep the head intact, but that was about it. He was resting peacefuly when I went by, but there was no doubt that he was gone already. You can see the pic of his bike in my slideshow.
The second dead guy was on the same trip, a couple of hours later. I was walking to see some falls. They were really not worth the walk unless you planned to swim, as many people were. I saw the EMT’s running down the path, and later saw them carrying the guy away. He was a young white man, maybe late 20′s, but he was obviously dead as well. I spoke with a couple that had talked to witnesses. We could not determine what caused him to drown, but none of the locals knew what to do, no one had CPR training. His girlfriend was there with him on the way out, but I don’t know if she was there when he died. Another tourist had come upon the scene and went in and pulled him out. Like I said, no one there knew what to do.
ELEPHANTS
The elephants were happened upon by accident. I passed a small bed and breakfast that looked like it might have great coffee. It was closed, but I saw an elephant out in the field. I rode down the driveway and saw a bunch of them. I spoke with a man that was running it, or at least a part of it, I could not understand everything he said. He told me that his king wants there to be more wild elephants in Thailand. Their flag used to have an elephant on it, and they would like to bring them back. I think he said there were 1,500 wild ones now, and he thinks it should be more than double that. This place raises them. You can see one that is pregnant here:
http://whereisbobl.com/pics/index.php?album=2010-11-thailand-all&image=img_0104.jpg
She is due in about a month and is HUGE. I saw the baby move from back where I was standing. If you look closely, you can see what is probably the biggest natural breasts in Thailand. 8^)
If you want to ride an elephant to some falls that are near by, you have to clean the animal so that you don’t agravate their skin. If there is anything between the blanket you are riding on and the animal, it causes problems. They do not put any seats on them, only a blanket.
THEIR KING
While at the elephant farm, the guy told me that His King was so smart. They always refer to him that way as in “My King is so smart” and never refer to him as… Him. Well, his king was so smart because he figured out that if you put Poo from teh animals (including elephants) on the fields it would help the plants grow. Poo was the guys word, I don’t know what his king called it. I think Poo was the only nice word to describe it that he knew. Crap would not have worked as Krhap or something like it is a word that is used at the end of many sentances. If their king says let there be elephants, the people make elephants. Their king says Poo, there is poo. There is something to be said for a beloved monarchy who has good ideas. Sure makes it easy to get the populace to do the right thing.
LIGHTS
The colored lights that you saw is part of a weeklong celebration. The ones in the sky are small hot air balloons that you buy from a vendor, light the wax and cardboard fire puck, and release when it gets hot enough. If you are adventurous, you can attach fireworks. These things are released all over the country. They go up (usually), then cool and float to earth. I don’t know why the country doesn’t just burn up. I saw some burning in trees (one pic at least). My pics were done at the moat. If I walked down to the river I would have seen thousands. I saw some pics from another traveller. He said, and his pics confirmed, that they let them go in waves. The first wave especially they try to let go at once. The whole sky is lit up with a blanket of these. As it was, the pics don’t do them justice. There were times when the entire sky was littered with these things, both burning and ones that were falling from the sky.
They also do a similar thing with candles in the river. I have both read and been told contradictory reasons for why they do this. Good luck, to honor the dead, to honor the river and the sky…… Whatever the reason, it sure was fun to watch. The people sure do enjoy it.
ROADS
These are some of the best motorcycle roads I have ever been on. There was one section today that I was told had 1,100 curves in it. I believe it. It is like just one big curvy road. These roads in the mountains are VERY narrow though. Fortunately there is very little traffic, and most of that is mopeds and motor scooters. The trucks that are occasionally on the road are small as well. Most of the time my bike is by FAR the fastest thing on the road. Helps with passing when needed, but speeds are kept down for safety. There are occasional surprises, such as sand and snakes. Speaking of snakes, I don’t know if the snake I saw was a cobra or not. It was long and dark brown, and resembled a cobra, or a thousand other snakes. It took up one whole lane and part of another. Not very big in diameter though. I would have gotten a picture, but it was a blind corner and no safe place to pull off or even to stand.
I would have to say that these are some of the best drivers I have ever seen for such a rule-less style of driving. Well, OK, that rule-less, just fewer rules than I am used to.
Rule #1 – Might makes Right – The biggest vehicle has the right of way. ALWAYS.
Rule # 2 – If it fits, you can put it there - Sure makes getting around in the city during rush hour easy on a bike. In many places bikes are not even expected to stop at lights. We get to use the bike lane. The one cop I have seen on this trip so far yelled at me (well, as close as a Thai can get to yelling) for stopping at a red light. I guess I was not supposed to. No one else was.
Rule #3 – Vehicles drive on the left. Most of the time – And when they don’t, see rule #1
Rule #4 – Vehicles pass in blind corners. It’s a matter of pride. – If this seems dangerous, re-read Rule # 1.
Rule #5 – No one really WANTS to damage their vehicle. – Which means that even if you do something really stupid, people will almost always avoid you. But, for when they don’t, see rule #1.
Rule # 6 – Bikes filter to the Front of the Que, it’s just the natural order of things. - That’s front of the line for you Americans.
All in all, I really like the way they drive. They (and I) do things that in the US would guaruntee a crash and lawsuit. Since everyone drives this way, no one is surprised. If you decide to drive the wrong way on a one way street because you missed your stop, No Problem. People make way. You need to pull into traffic? Just go. As long as you stay to the left, they will avoid you. (just remember #1)
There are NO cops. I did find a military guy today. I came to a fork in the road. I should have just taken it. Instead, while I was looking at my map, a guy comes up to me (it was an inactive checkpoint) and asks if he can help. No english of course. Fewer people speak it out here in the more isolated regions. I show him the map, it has route numbers on it, and town names, just not the ones on the signs. This is a fork remember. I pointed to the route number I wanted. He pointed in three directions, and waved his arm in circles….. Then went into a detailed disertation of his recomended route. It was like asking a Texan for directions. Even though he doesn’t know the place you are looking for, and even though you don’t understand a word of the Texan drawl, you get detailed directions. Anyway, I went in the direction he last pointed. It was the wrong way. I had remembered that I was finally back on my more detailed map, which had more town names on it so I was able to figure it out for myself.
Whatever day number it is. Anyway, yesterday I went from Chiang Mai along some amazing motorcycle roads to Nan in teh eastern part of northern Thailand. More or less due east of Chang Mai. I definitely chose the right bike for the job, what a hoot.
Today (Thursday) I rode north and did a loop on even better roads. Stopped a few places and all. Saw a cobra crossing the road. Decided not to stop and chat. Stopped in Pua. Torow I head up Chiangkhong, followed by Mai Sai the next day. At least that iis the plan of the moment.
Put some pics up at :
http://whereisbobl.com/pics/index.php?album=2010-11-thailand-all
I arrived at Chiang Mai, Thailand on Sunday 11/21 more or less on time in the early morning. Over 30 hours of travel. Slept in the airport in Bangkok prior to departure from there. It’s pretty warm here, but not unbearable.
Made it for a festival. Lots of fireworks and glowing balloons, to be shown later.
Sunday and Monday I wandered around trying to find the right bike. The right bike for me for the trip planned would be something a little bigger than the common mopeds and scooters that you see everywhere here. A 250 CC dirt or road bike would have been just right. But then, if anything is worth doing, it’s worth overdoing. As I will explain later when I have tons of time to type, I chose a Kawasaki 600 CC EN-6R or something like that. It is made here in Thailand. It is not quite a full on sport bike, but plenty close, with ABS and a luggage rack. Suits me just fine.
I spent most of Monday looking at lots and wats of wats… er, lots and lots of lots…… no uh, a crapload of Wats, which are religious temples. Also wandered all over the local historic area, met a couple of American Thai style boxers who were also bikers, got slightly drunk and just plain wore myself out.
This post was written right after I arrived, but I could not get it published due to ‘puter issues.
Well, I got here no problems. I left my house at 2:30 AM on Friday, leaving Boston at 7:30 AM, stopping to change planes in Newark (yuck) and then to Tokyo and on to Bangkok Thailand at 11:45 PM on Saturday. I slept a few hours there, then continued on to Chiang Mai in the northern part of Thailand by 8:00 AM on Sunday. I finally got to my hotel at 10:00 am. 10am Sunday in Thailand is 10pm Saturday at home. So, from the time I left home to the time I got to my new temporary home it was 43 hours point to point. BrutaL.
Test of e-mail blogging.
I finally started planning my next vacation. In a few weeks I will be going to Thailand for three weeks. I will be renting a bike for two of those weeks, and probably scuba diving the last week. I may keep in touch some while away, but will provide a good writeup when I get back.
Bob L.
I have a counter on my blog site that counts the number of visits my blog. I don’t get many visits. Here is a typical week, most of these visits are probably me checking or updating my site.
Typical week 

Back in September I wrote a post about Reno John, who was participating in the Ten in Ten long distance motorcycle rally. I wrote this post to the Ironbutt Forum. This shows the year up to October.
Year to Date


September, by week.

Day by Day of the week I wrote the post.

This shows how just one post can really increase traffic, if advertised on the right site.
As you may know, I have been fielding motorcycle related questions for a travel web site called Vagabondjourney.com
Here is a link to the page listing my latest responses. http://www.vagabondjourney.com/travelogue/motorcycle-travel-on-vagabond-journey/
and the latest post on how to fight fatigue. It is a LONG post, but I think I just touched on a few of the things relative to making the ride more comfortable.
Wander around his site, and read his blog. An interesting perspective on travel, a LOT different from that which a lot of us LD riders tend to do. Read his BLOG here: http://www.vagabondjourney.com/travelogue/
Bob L
I made a few modifications to my ST 1300. Here are links to:
Throttle Lock and Switch Guards
Hydration System in my tank bag
These are not exactly intended to be good entertainment, more a reference for me for the future.
I have used Blogger, I have used WordPress, I have used a few others. I have tried them on my own web page and on their free service. I have not been happy with any one of them for my use. The only real advantages for my style of writing is that they make comments easy and make it easy for people to sign up for updates using Google Reader or other such programs.
I have decided that for the future, I will continue to use my web files at WhereIsBobL.com and just use the Blog to let people know that I have new content and where to get it.
FWIW, blogging software works very well for Bazillions of Bloggers. They just don’t fit my style of doing things. With a web page, I can write my own stuff, put my pics where I want, style it anyway I want. No rules, no funny backup procedures, nothing that bothers me.
Since I seem to change my mind every time I take a trip, don’t be surprised if after my next trip I go back to using a blog.
Bob L
WordPress (my BLOG program) is pissing me off today. SO, to see my post on my Colorado trip, which is more of a Journal than anything, just go here: http://www.whereisbobl.com/2010/2010-09-co.html
The pics, which may be of more interest, are here: COLORADO PICS
Irene and I were not participating in the 10-in-10 rally, but we decided to help out Reno John, after our nice visit with him in Silverton.
Today we went to Pike’s Peak to obtain the bonus that Reno John was not able to get. We met the star of the rally, Ranger Kuhlman. She was very nice and remembered RJ well. Not sure what she thought of RJ’s visit, but having another two complete strangers show up in space man outfits, recognize her and ask to have their picture taken with her really made her laugh. She IS a celebrity after all, I even have her autograph. I think our names are now in some little folder in Washington, or at least Denver.
Ranger Kuhlman let US go to the top.
For those of you who are not familiar with Reno John’s Pike Peak Adventure, I will let him tell it in his own words at this link: http://renojohn.com/RJblog/?p=1020
But here is one of his pics with our favorite Ranger.
Here we all are, having a great time. Wish you could have made it to the top John, it is a great ride.
As you can see, we were allowed to the top.
There were warning signs to watch out for Big Foot:
We did encounter what we believe to be Bigfoot.
Well, we are off to complete all the bonuses that RJ missed. Hope we don’t encounter all the Fuzz that he did, but if we do, we hope they are as friendly as they were with RJ.
My Girlfriend and I are staying in Silverton, CO at the Grand Imperial Hotel.
As we were walking passt the front, I see a Yamaha FJR with lots of farkles. Licence plate says RENO J with a plate frame saying “10 IN 10″ I walk in, see a guy in a stich and call out “Hey Reno John!”. He looked at me, a little confused, as we had never met. I ‘splained I was an IB Rider and he confirmed he was there for a bonus location for the 10n10 Long Distance Riding Event: http://www.utah1088.com/
He was having an “ORGASMIC” experience.
He was happy and said he was having a great time. We took a bunch of pics next to a naked lady. A little while later, after his Orgasmic Experience was complete, he left to head south. He said he felt great, and was very happy to see us. He tried to give my girlfriend a hug, but, this being day eight, she declined, so he blew her a kiss instead.
Oh, and for the record, we tried the Apple Crisp too. Yes, it was orgasmic, even without bonus points.
John’s web site: http://renojohn.com/RJblog/
Here are some pics:
Bob L
Well, another Minute Man 1000 Rally is done. http://www.minuteman1000.com
This one was most enjoyable. The theme of this rally was “That’s Entertainment!” and I must say that I and the rest of the rally staff were most entertained.
Congrats to all the riders. You are what make this an exciting event for me.
I won’t get into the details here, as I have written of this ride before and the riders are the ones that really have the stories. I will, however, relate one story that the rally staff was involved in, and a few other stories that I found “Entertaining”.
After the riders are sent off, the staff has breakfast. This allows us to relax before the calls start. Well, the calls started a little early this year. Just after we left breakfast, a staff members phone rang. One rider was stuck in the mud. Now, understand that it had been raining most of the night and dirt roads can be expected to be less than ideal. We normally state in the rally book if the bonus is down a dirt road.
The rider in question had his Goldwing stuck pretty good in the mud he says. I am the one that scouted this bonus, or rather pair of bonuses. I know the road might not be ideal in the rain, but I did not expect it to be impassable. Besides that, no one should have ridden past the first bonus:

Hmmmm, No GPS Route, Dead End Road. I wonder where this road goes.....
A woman with a pickup truck and some rope stopped to help the rider, he and the bike were fine and continued on the rally, doing quite well. The Rally Staff were intrigued. Just how bad was this road. We hopped on our bikes to investigate. The bonus in question was only 80 miles away from staff headquarters.
When we got there, a gentleman (shown above next to Power Ranger Dave) told us that we could not make it down that road. This man rides the AMA Vintage Races and was quite interested in what we were doing. He said that a number of riders had gone down this road, that a Goldwing had gotten stuck and that a Honda ST had crashed. He also said that he offered the ST rider a garage to work on his bike, but the rider said he had plenty of duct tape and was on his way. Nothing slows down an IronButter. Hmmm. Iron Butter? Sounds like a fortified dairy product. Apparently a rider of vintage bikes crashed a few weeks before the rally and had to be airlifted to a hospital……
Now the staff HAD to check out the road. One of the great things about the Minuteman 1000 is that it is good for beginner riders who have never done this kind of rally, but it also allows great challenges for experienced ralliers as well as educational opportunities for every rider.
The point of this bonus was that you cannot blindly trust your GPS. This is the first year we have provided the bonus locations as an electronic file suitable for GPS and mapping programs. There is a bonus 2.7 miles away as the crow flies. The Garmin GPS routes you 3.5 miles down the dirt road. Google Maps routes you 15 miles down paved roads. Guess which route is correct. What riders should have done when they got here was to look at their GPS or mapping software and their route sheet to see if this is really the way to go. Since it was only a few miles down the dirt road, an acceptable alternative would have been to drive down a ways and see how the road was. This is what a number of riders did.
This shows that the road is really not that bad.

The road looks fine to me.
Here is an obstacle that was not on the road when I was last there. I wonder when that got there.

When did they put that box and tape on the road???
Oh, I see, they got tired of all these bikers coming down this nice quiet road.

Oh, I guess they did not like people a bunch of riders coming down their road in the morning.
Now, I would have thought that any rider making it to the point shown below would have stopped. Some did, most did not.

OK, I can see taking the dirt road. Maybe I can see turning down this road. Maybe.
But I really did not expect any rider to go down the following road….. But at least one did and got stuck. All was well in the end though.

But THIS road???? Probably not a road the Rally Staff would send you down.
Fortunately, no one tried to go down this next road. That is only around a half mile from the next bonus. Heck, you could have parked your bike and walked. Assuming you could walk knee deep in mud.

Fortunately no riders tried to ride past this point. At least none that would admit to it.
I am sure all of the riders that came down this way learned a few things.
Another rider, who shall remain nameless, learned a few things. One, never tell the scorer (me) about some strange occurrence as the scorer will ALWAYS make it public. (I believe one rider referred to me as anally retentive for expecting him to read the instructions) And two, ALWAYS read the instructions carefully.
One rider (who shall remain nameless) made down the dirt roads to the town of Adamant. I don’t know if this town was named after the singer, but anyway…. This little town is on a good dirt road, surrounded by good dirt roads. The post office/store is so small I think you need to call ahead before visiting it. Said rider talked to the Post Master, asking her where the Winnebago was. She had never seen a Winnebago around there. He insisted, and so did she. I met this woman when scoping out the bonus. She was very nice and loved the idea of the rally. I will have to go back there some day and ask here about the Winnebago Man. You see, the bonus here was the Adamant Music School. Here is a pic showing an idyllic location in a quaint little town. It doesn’t mention the dirt roads though. I think this map shows about 5 times as many buildings as there are in town, INCLUDING every small storage shed and chicken coop.

An Idylic Setting in a Quaint Village
The Winnebago was a ways away, and Yes, the rider DID get the RV bonus, but missed the Adamant bonus that was steps away from the post office.

Winnebago
Why a Winnebago? Well, I was sent to find a music school, that ended up not having a sign or anything else of distinction. BUT this Winnebago along with a number of other dead vehicles looked like it would be here for a long time. Funny how this Rally Stuff works, huh….
The rest of the pics that I took at the event can be found here:
http://whereisbobl.com/pics/index.php?album=2010-06-minuteman-1000-rally
Bob L
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