tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40736552290599643152024-03-05T17:29:56.594-05:00Our Harley AdventuresFreedom, Nature, and LoveRichard Barletthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06313142984122200488noreply@blogger.comBlogger426125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4073655229059964315.post-38178442347804960972016-10-15T18:00:00.000-04:002016-10-16T08:14:30.998-04:00Autumn in Asheville, 2016<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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We had fun riding through the colors on the Parkway. Asheville is a wonderland of beauty. The road felt good. I tried capturing the day with my new iPhone 7 plus. I like how I can freeze the moment, but of course there is more in that moment. The sounds, the feels. Life vibrating, alive. The sky was clear with billows of clouds, the air clean with autumn.<br />
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Another perfect day.<br />
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<b>“I'm so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.” </b></div>
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<br />MsCatorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05917518492952227259noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4073655229059964315.post-67122408292157572112016-05-06T11:57:00.000-04:002016-05-22T12:05:39.915-04:00Asheville SteveAnother Sunday in downtown Asheville, Steven with his Harley...<br />
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MsCatorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05917518492952227259noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4073655229059964315.post-38374064967632047982016-05-01T09:11:00.000-04:002016-05-17T09:12:25.397-04:00Biltmore LakeThe folks at Biltmore Lake subdivision near our home seem to be fixing the drainage of the Lake. The water level is very low and the new look is pretty dramatic. From the bike, we catch a bird's eye of what's going on there...<br />
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MsCatorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05917518492952227259noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4073655229059964315.post-81965289264650966572016-04-30T20:56:00.000-04:002016-05-17T09:09:51.684-04:00Downtown Asheville, Lunch at Heiwa ShokudoDelightful ride today with a stop in Downtown Asheville...<br />
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And lunch at our favorite restaurant, Heiwa Shokudo.<br />
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Very pleasant sitting outside together. Steven ordered his favorite, poki lunchbox.<br />
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Everything is green on the Blue Ridge Parkway near Asheville today. We are sharing the road on this beautiful Spring morning with bicyclists.</div>
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When there is no one on the road, the photograph becomes poetry and a love letter to the day. The sun is setting and we are almost home. (As usual, my reflection is in the rear view mirror.) Here we are on the final mile, Reeves Cove in Candler, North Carolina. I feel tired, but satisfied. A good ending to another good day.</div>
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Gold is the color of my spirit today. The sun shines like a holy beacon. The road again opens for us.</div>
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<br />MsCatorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05917518492952227259noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4073655229059964315.post-78213720598201706732015-12-29T21:12:00.000-05:002016-01-07T07:20:00.728-05:00Looking Up at the Horizon<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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As 2015 comes to a close, we were able to take one last ride, enjoying the winter beauty and the unseasonable warmer weather. We have had so much rain this month, it was nice to find this quiet time in the sun.</div>
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After days of rain, the sun returned and we finally got the chance to ride. Camera in hand, everywhere I looked was a beautiful shot. The late evening sun and the clouds were spectacular. Early autumn in Asheville. Nothing finer, Carolina.</div>
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Fun with my camera and an unintentional collage. Here my hands, holding my camera, and the setting sun, are reflected in my helmet visor.<br />
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Great ride with Cathy and Dana through Greenville, South Carolina. Old Greenville Highway is definitely green. Nothing like getting into the green and letting it soak your skin.</div>
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Dana got a new bike and they both look great on it! Look at how they sparkle, like the chrome.<br />
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Here they are in front of us, riding on Highway 25, south toward Greenville.<br />
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Changing the headlights on our '07 Road Glide is difficult because you have to remove the turn signals and fairing to get to the headlight box. The procedure may sound simple, but it is definitely a two-person operation. One person to read the manual, the other to operate the Phillips-head screwdriver.<br />
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When we finished, we celebrated with dinner at the new Pan Asian Restaurant in Asheville called Ganko. So many delicious things to choose from, but I ordered crab and avocado sushi.</div>
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After dinner, we rode home on I-40. With very few folks on the road, we breathed in the beautiful colors of sunset. This photo below captured the elegance of our moment and place.<br />
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MsCatorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05917518492952227259noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4073655229059964315.post-43944122537051850472015-03-16T18:28:00.003-04:002021-04-12T07:55:04.627-04:00Near Perfect Ride<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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A pretty near perfect ride today, our first of 2015. The sun covered us with a warm welcome and we were happy to be bending and moving together. Even with a little chill in the air, the road feels good.</div>
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There are joyous signs of Spring everywhere. Our neighbor's giant willow at the bottom of our mountain is beginning to shimmer in green and there are buds forming on the trees.</div>
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Riding a Harley is my commitment to living life fully. The ride is a promise to myself that I will celebrate each day with joy in my heart.Richard Barletthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06313142984122200488noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4073655229059964315.post-61135135496933590172014-09-28T11:11:00.000-04:002014-10-13T11:13:52.173-04:00Like the Leaves of Autumn<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b><span style="color: #e06666;">“Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares will drop away from you like the leaves of Autumn.” </span></b><br />
<b><span style="color: #e06666;">~ John Muir</span></b>Richard Barletthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06313142984122200488noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4073655229059964315.post-53563121804757861162014-09-27T10:50:00.000-04:002014-10-13T11:31:45.355-04:00Autumn on the ParkwayWe will be traveling to Boston in a few days and will miss a couple weeks of the Asheville autumn colors, so we decided to take a fast ride up the Blue Ridge Parkway and down Highway 151 to take a look at how much the leaves have changed so far.<br />
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The forest is mostly green, still, but the reds and yellows are making an appearance! And everything seems so vibrant and full of life.</div>
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What a stunning day on the Blue Ridge Parkway today. Perfect clarity and intense colors everywhere.<br />
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We are heading south, toward Mount Pisgah. </div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The road to discovery... and freedom!</span><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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It sure felt good to be on the Harley.<div>
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Another fantastic ride on the Parkway today up to Mt. Mitchell and back. It takes us a little over an hour to get there. Today there was little traffic and lots of beauty.<br />
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We shared a spectacular ride. And even looking up, the blue sky formed a heart.MsCatorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05917518492952227259noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4073655229059964315.post-37825448057769619692014-05-21T16:32:00.000-04:002014-10-13T10:27:57.260-04:00Wildflowers, Pure Delight<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Alongside the road, thousands of wildflowers dancing in the sunshine... Pure delight.<br />
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MsCatorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05917518492952227259noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4073655229059964315.post-63414718489605277792014-05-20T16:11:00.000-04:002014-10-13T11:06:29.839-04:00Green Curves, NC-151<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Another lovely ride up the Blue Ridge Parkway and down the very green curves of NC-151, through Hominy Valley and then home...<br />
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The road is alive,<br />
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<br />MsCatorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05917518492952227259noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4073655229059964315.post-49498302949277919552014-05-04T17:47:00.000-04:002014-10-13T11:18:48.272-04:00Spring on the Blue Ridge Parkway<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mt. Pisgah Visibility</td></tr>
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There are no words to describe the absolute beauty of today's ride on the Blue Ridge Parkway. We had a made-to-order day--sunshine, blue skies, visibility, and the colors of Spring <i>finally</i> bursting through.<br />
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Best way for us to enjoy Spring? Aimlessly wander and soak it all in.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Spring Colors Kiss the Blue Blue Sky</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Coming Out of the Tunnel, in the Mirror</td></tr>
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Me, in the rear view mirror, taking the shot. I just keep shooting and hope for some magic in the light room. I am always pleasantly surprised.<br />
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<b><span style="color: #bf9000;">“The sun shines not on us but in us.” </span></b><br />
<b><span style="color: #bf9000;">― John Muir</span></b><br />
<br />MsCatorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05917518492952227259noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4073655229059964315.post-38730627149339734432014-04-12T06:20:00.000-04:002014-10-13T11:09:58.262-04:00Spring Whispers, Finally<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Why does the fowl cross the road?</td></tr>
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Spring is finally here and the trees and plants are whispering colors in the bright blue sky.<br />
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We rode about a hundred miles in all.<br />
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We were on the road early enough to miss the traffic, but the animals were out and about, including this one, crossing the road near Biltmore Lake tennis courts...<br />
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In life, there are always unexpected photo opportunities. You gotta be ready.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Spring Whispers, Finally</td></tr>
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Steven plotted a great route through Candler and Hooker's Gap to North Leicester to Marshall. From Marshall we rode down 251 along the French Broad River, through Weaverville, up to almost the Parkway then down the very lovely Elk Mountain Road.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">NC-251 Along the French Broad River</td></tr>
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Riding south on NC-251 is quite lovely, with the river on your right. There were some bicyclists, but few vehicles with us.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Watercolor, French Broad River Near Marshall, NC</td></tr>
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We ended up at Marco's Pizza for lunch and a quick stop at the Fresh Market for sourdough bread before heading home.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I Need to Work on Taking Selfies</td></tr>
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<b><span style="color: #b45f06;">“The mountains are calling and I must go.” </span></b><br />
<b><span style="color: #b45f06;">― John Muir</span></b><br />
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MsCatorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05917518492952227259noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4073655229059964315.post-1204223088930404942014-03-22T16:54:00.000-04:002014-10-13T11:15:39.570-04:00Kolo Hates to Be Left Home AloneI love to ride, but it is always hard to leave our dog Kolo because she always looks so sad to be left behind. This morning, while getting ready, I took a selfie, then turned the camera on her.<br />
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See what I mean?<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Selfie, Getting Ready to Ride</td></tr>
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<br />She has such an expressive face.<br /><br />
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