4 Guys Ride The 4 Corners

A Final Sign Off from R.P. ....

2010-07-26T09:24:00.000-07:00

America! She is the greatest country in the world and filled with beauty from coast to coast.

We have ridden from the white sand beaches, through commerce and oil exploration fields in the southeast and the Atlantic, through hot desserts in the southwest.

We have witnessed magnificent beauty along the rugged and pristine Pacific coast line. Huge timbers of the Sequoia and Redwood trees dwarfed us in massive forests.

There is indescribable beauty in places like Kings Canyon, Yosemite, Lake Tahoe, Crater Lake, Mt. Saint Helen's, Mt. Rainier and the pure open country of Montana.

When you see the powerful buffalo in Yellowstone, you can only imagine what massive herds of the woolly beasts would have looked like decades ago.

In northern Minnesota we took in the tiny, creek-like beginning of what would turn into the mighty Mississippi River. Other rivers like the Ohio, Hudson, Illinois, Missouri, Columbia, Colorado, St. Johns, St. Lawrence and the Rio Grande roll along through their banks without a second thought. Spectacular bridges...the Golden Gate, Mackinac, Chesapeake Bay Bridge and Tunnel, the Skyway Bridge in St. Petersburg and the bridge crossing the Charleston in South Carolina are true marvels of engineering; works of art in their own right. We maneuvered our iron horses across great bodies of water such as the Chesapeake Bay, Tampa Bay, Delaware Bay, San Francisco Bay and the Puget Sound.

We have seen the sparkling waters of the Great Lakes. The cities of Charleston, Key West, San Antonio, San Francisco, Portland, New York and Washington, D.C., our nation's capital, were all special in their own way.

Being able to circle the United States in one large loop, was simply, the trip of a lifetime!

Special thanks to my three traveling comrades - Fred, Mike and Stu. Our friendships have grown stronger through our magnificent adventure.

We also owe a special thank you to our loving and supportive wives. Without their support this trip would not have been possible. And, to our children, grandchildren, parents, siblings, relatives and many friends, it has been our pleasure to have had you along with us on this trip. I hope you have enjoyed "riding" along with us and enjoyed "seeing" the beauty of our great nation through our eyes.

THE END!!

4 Guys Ride 4 Corners - Facts and Figures

2010-07-26T09:13:00.000-07:00

Some interesting facts regarding the 4 Corners Ride

* The guys departed Chesapeake City, Maryland on June 3, 2010.

* Three of the guys returned to Chesapeake City, Maryland on July 17, 2010.

* The total length of the trip around the United States was 45 days.

* 3 1/2 days of total down time occurred because of - bike servicing, breakdowns and viewing
the city of San Francisco.

* The entire ride loop length was 14,610 miles.

* The average number of miles ridden on a daily basis....352 miles.

* There were 112 fuel stops.

* 417 gallons of gasoline per bike was used.

* The bikes averaged 35 miles per gallon of gas.

* The guys traveled through 31 states.

* 9 national parks were visited.

* 25 different animals were viewed along the route.

* 26 different species of crops, fruits and vegetables were seen.

Consecutive days on the road and the total miles traveled on the trip

* Mike - 46 days ridden, equalling 14,930 miles.

* Fred - 48 days ridden, equalling 15,546 miles.

* Stu - 48 days ridden, equalling 15,812 miles.

* Ron - 49 days ridden, equalling 16,001 miles.

Day 46 - Then There Were Two! Washington, D.C. to Wheeling, West Virginia.

2010-07-25T13:32:00.000-07:00

Having been on the road for 45 days, Stu developed a slight case of barn fever! He left Ron and Fred to fend for themselves for the day. Stu departed early that morning heading south for Asheville, North Carolina. He was meeting his wife, Jill, at the Biltmore Estate. Farewell and safe travels, Stu! Then there were two!
Because Ron and Fred missed visiting Arlington National Cemetary yesterday, they made a plan to stay in D.C. a little longer so they could see the historic site.
Fred stands by the directional sign pointing the way to the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier and John F. Kennedy's Grave.

Arlington House in Arlington National Cemetary. Arlington House was the home of Robert E. Lee. Lee lived there for almost 30 years.

Perfectly arranged headstones mark the graves of deceased United States Service Men and Women. There are appoximately 230,000 graves located in Arlington National Cemetary.

Since 1937 every minute of every day the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier has been guarded by dedicated United States Soldiers. The Soldiers are from every branch of the Armed Forces. Forming the Society of the Honor Guard, these young people describe their service as a very humbling experience and one of high priviledge. They change the guard every 30 minutes during the summer when the cemetary is open to the public. During the hours when the cemetary is closed, the changing of the guard occurs every two hours. They walk 21 steps each way in front of the tomb. Each turn they make takes 21 seconds to complete. This alludes to the 21 gun salute. The average service time of each guard is about 1 year, but, that number does vary with each person.

The Tomb of the Unknown Soldier.

The laying of the wreath ceremony. Ron and Fred felt they were very lucky to be able to witness the pageantry of this ceremony. TAPS played by a bugler, made the hair on the back of their necks stand up. It was quite a moving experience for both of the men to have witnessed. Ron told Fred this was the last thing he wanted to see on this trip. It was the perfect ending to the entire venture!

On the way back east, Fred and Ron stopped by St. Joseph's Hospital in Leesport, Pennsylvania. Their mission....visit Rick Kolb! Rick had major back surgery and has been fighting the good fight against a nasty infection. The guys have been friends through motorcycling for many years. Despite everything Rick has gone through, the boys found Rick looking tired and weak, but overall pretty good. Rick tried to talk the boys into breaking him out of the hospital. For a change, cooler heads prevailed. They simply wished him well and said, "good bye!"

Rick even got up and walked the boys to the elevator! He was very excited, as well as surprised, that Ron and Fred stopped by to visit him. From all of your friends out there...Get Well Soon Rick!!!!

From Leesport, Pennsylvania, the boys continued on to Wheeling, West Virginia for the night. They had put 450 miles behind them, but ahead of them had thoughts of home and the families that eagerly awaited their arrivals the following day!

Day 45-White Plains, New York to Washington, D.C.

2010-07-17T19:08:00.001-07:00

In order to beat the New York City traffic, the guys leave White Plains, New York bright and early in the morning.
They were pleasantly surprised how little traffic there was on this Saturday morning.
The Statue of Liberty stands proudly on Ellis Island. Imagine what a welcome sight she was, many years ago, to all of those immigrants coming to the United States of America on those long, ship voyages to register at Ellis Island. Those tired, poor, huddled masses...
Stu, Fred and Ron with Lady Liberty in the distance.

The guys motor on through the streets of the city with a specific destination in mind.

Ground Zero, the site of the September 11, attack on the World Trade Towers. The guys visited the temporary museum.

Across the Hudson River the state of New Jersey is visible.

After leaving New York City, the guys traveled to Maryland on the New Jersey Turnpike. Making the ride complete, the guys wanted to finish where they began, at Canal Place.

Back in Chesapeake City to complete the journey!

Fred, Stu and Ron finish the 4 Corner Ride where they began at Canal Place in
Chesapeake City, Maryland. They have now ridden a total of 14,700 miles!

Cheers! Here's to a job well done!

Ron, Christopher Dann, Fred and Stu in front of the sign where the journey began.

Fred and Ron visit with Christopher's son, Brodie.

The Dann's; Christopher, baby Brodie, Suzanna, and baby Isabel take time out of their day to let the guys back into the boatyard for photo opportunities. Thank you Christopher and Suzanna!

The boys missed Washington, D.C. on the front side of their trip. They didn't want to miss the sights there. This is the Lincoln Memorial.

Ron, Stu and Fred on the Mall, in front of the Relecting Pool and the Washington Monument.

The White House.

The American Flag of the United States of America with the POW flag.

Fred and Stu at the Vietnam Memorial. Fred and Stu both served our country during the Vietnam War era. Thank you gentlemen for your service.

Fred, Stu and Ron by the WWII Monument.

This beautiful pool is part of the monument.

Unfortunately, the guys were unable to visit Arlington National Cemetary. The cemetary closed at 7:00 p.m., the fellows were in the area at 7:30 p.m. Because of the brave men and women that have served, and presently serve, our country, we enjoy many freedoms. Ron, Fred, Stu and Mike are thankful to those military personnel. Without them, they feel embarking and completing the 4 Corner Ride may have been an impossible freedom!

Day 44-Calais, Maine to White Plains, New York

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Mike leads the way from Calais, Maine towards Freeport. Remembering waaaay back to the early days of the ride, Fred directed the routes south down the east coast to the first corner, then west across the southern states to the second corner. Ron took over routing the guys north up the west coast to the third corner. Under Stu's guidance the group got from the third to the fourth corner along the northern route.

A close up look of Mike's riding parter...a big hairy orangutan.
Isn't it calming to know that Stu and Ferdinand are still together after all this time? The boys continued through the eastern portions of Maine to the town of Freeport. Freeport is the home of LL Bean. The company is open 24 hours a day, 365 days a year! Rumor is they don't have locks on the doors 'cause they're open all year round. The guys found a little Italian restaurant in town. Pizza sounded like a great idea. So, they parked the bikes across the street from the restaurant. Noticing a sign that read, "Fifteen Minute Parking ONLY", they shrugged it off and went to lunch.
Uh oh! When they finished lunch they found the local meter maid with her ticket pad in hand. Her name....Bonnie, (seems about right doesn't it?) Who in their right minds, thinks they can order a pizza AND consume it in 15 minutes? Nobody but these 6 jokers! Stu tries to sweet talk Bonnie out of that parking violation.
That silver tonged devil can't penetrate Bonnie's crusty exterior. Stu was forced to call for back up. Enter, Mikey to the rescue. Now Mike, could talk a leopard into giving up his spots. Let's see how he fared against the fierce parking attendant.
Apparently Mike hasn't lost his touch! His delivery was smooth as glass. Bonnie became so entralled with the epic tale of the 4 Corner Ride that she buckled and pardoned their parking faux pais. Whew....that was a close one.

The fellas continued on until nature called. Stu called over the CB radio, "Hey Bugsy...you got any of that strikin' iron?" Everyone knows that Tom Porter was a good boy scout and is always prepared. After pulling safely to the side of the road, Tom quickly produced a huge roll of striking iron. For the rest of us, toilet paper!

There he goes on his toes, off to use the potty, I suppose! Oh brother...

This photographic documentation can only lead one to surmise that, Stu does, indeed, poop in the woods.

From the state of confusion to the state of New Hampshire. I'm glad we've been able to move on!

Sadly, the guys are going to lose Gary Beagell and Tom Porter, and his emergency bathroom kit. Being back into New Hampshire, this is a very direct route for these two guys to head on home. Ron, Mike, Stu and Fred really have appreciated having Tom, Gary and Joe, who had to leave the ride several days ago, accompany them through their New England venture. Thank you friends, it has been purely a pleasure!

Tom fuels up before heading back to N. Salem, New Hampshire.

Tom and Gary split off from the gas station leaving Mike, Ron, Fred and Stu to forge on towards Beantown...Boston, Massachusetts. Guess they're headed for lobstah, chowdah and an ice cold beah in Haavaad yaad, which is not by the haabaah.

Cough up some coins guys...you're on the I-90...the Mass Turnpike.

Stopping at a rest area on the Mass Turnpike it's the original 4 Guys-Stu, Mike, Fred and Ron. Sadly, they are going from a quartet to triplets. Even though two days remain of the official ride, Mike has to return home. We can neither confirm, nor deny, that he is actually headed for Rhinebeck, New York, the suspected location of Chelsea Clinton's nuptials. I hope he had time to purchase a gift. Oh well....he could always wrap up that big orangutan!

Farewell Mike! Have a safe trip, wherever you're heading.

Having planned on continuing their ride to the point of origin, Ron, Stu and Fred make it to Connecticut. They viewed the skyline of Hartford, Connecticut.

With some sore tushies, the guys rode a total of 533 miles, the trio finished the day in White Plains, New York. They are now 25 miles north of New York City. First thing in the morning they are going to pay their respects at the former site of the Twin Towers, now known as, Ground Zero.

Day 43 - Bangor, Maine to Calais, Maine-The 4th Corner!

2010-07-15T20:54:00.000-07:00

Seven Harley Davidson CVO bikes are parked outside the hotel in Bangor, Maine.
Joe, Gary, Tom, Fred, Ron, Stu and Mike pose for a photo before leaving Bangor, Maine. Today is an exciting day for Fred, Ron, Stu and Mike. They have been away from home for a very long time. Reaching the 4th corner will almost complete their ride. The guys are eager to return to their homes.
Dirt and gravel roads will not deter these boys from completing their goal!

The town of Madawaska and the Four Corners Park is within reach.

The four amigos have reached the town of Madawaska! Four friendships are made stronger and bonded together by the memories of quite a journey.

Blooming potato fields are frequently seen along the route. More potatoes are grown in Maine than in Idaho. These spuds will be made into potato chips!

Stacks of pine trees have been harvested for the production of paper. This sight is a common occurrence.

Well kept properties with lots of pine and deciduous trees make up the terrain.

The Four Corner Park sign!

A notebook is kept at the park for those brave souls embarking or completing the 4 Corner Ride. The fellows have added their names for posterity sake!

A little fountain at the Four Corner Park. The pavers contain the names of folks that have completed the Four Corners Ride. The guys have planned on purchasing one of these pavers...adding their names to the walk way.

Ron, Fred, Mike and Stu at the fourth corner monument. Congratulations men! Well done! We are all proud of you and have enjoyed following the journey with you via the blog.

Ron by the fourth corner monument.

The fellows decided that seeing a moose would make their New England states trip complete. Oh moose...why do you elude us?! Seeing not a single moose they had to settle on viewing lobster. To celebrate their accomplishment, and since they were in Maine, they enjoyed a lobster dinner.

Eighty year old Margaret delivers a steaming hot lobster to Stu. Margaret was the restaurant owners mother. She was extremely hard of hearing. Ordering dinner was somewhat of a task considering her handicap. She simply loves to work!

Tom...hasn't anyone ever told you it's not nice to play with your food?

Mike and Fred show off their dinners. Mike surprised the guys and bought dinner. It was his way of thanking the boys for the time and effort put into researching and creating the ride routes. Awww, shucks Mike...you really shouldn't have.

But we're awful glad you did! The guys showed their appreciated by giving Mike the mosh treatment!

The guys rode a total of 410 miles today. The guys have approximately averaged about 14,250 miles!

Tomorrow the guys make the turn and head south.

Day 42-Malone, New York to Bangor, Maine

2010-07-14T18:32:00.000-07:00

Stu works on the next day's route, in sub-zero temperatures. He must be rooming with Ron, the blazing inferno.
Apparently cold temperatures make for strange bedfellows. It's been suggested that perhaps Stu misses San Francisco. Put your minds at ease, Gary was able to find his own room.
You put your right leg in, you take the left leg out...The guys left New York in light rain and fog. Off and on rainsuits were the order for the day. Joe demonstrates proper technique for quickly putting the rainsuit back on! Lake Champlain separates the state of New York from Vermont. The lake was named for the French explorer, Samuel de Champlain. de Champlain first saw the lake in 1609. Now, that's a long time ago. Crossing over the lake put the guys in Vermont.
Lake Champlain.

Covered bridges are prevalent in this part of the United States.

Upon leaving Vermont, the band of merry men crossed into New Hampshire!

Stu, Gary, Mike, Ron, Joe and Fred cross another covered bridge in Jackson, New Hampshire. This bridge is colorfully painted.

Fabyan's Station was the lunch stop for today.

This looks more like some kind of police blotter photo rather than a happy bunch of men enjoying a nice lunch. Stu, Tom Porter...hey, that's Tom Porter! He met up with the group at Fabyan's. Hi Tom! Fred, Ron, Mike, Joe and Gary refuel themselves.

Dairy farms like this are plentiful,

as are serene, idyllic places like this.

You know the guys have seen mountain goats, buffalo, antelope, an eagle, deer and a bear. The only thing that would make their trip complete would be a moose. Since they crossed over into the state of Maine, they were on the look out for one of the bizarre creatures. Coming round a bend, lo and behold, there it was. The elusive moose! Even though it was a statue, they counted it among the list of wildlife sightings.

The guys rode a total of 406 miles today. They are only 220 miles from the 4th corner. They have stopped for the night in Bangor, Maine. They have really enjoyed the company of Gary, Joe and Tom.

Day 41 - Sarnia, Ontario, Canada to Malone, New York

2010-07-13T18:19:00.000-07:00

The guys made their way south from Canada, crossing the St. Lawrence River and back into the United States.
Does this bridge belong to Canada or the United States? Whoever owns it needs to put a coat of paint on that bridge deck! This is a view of the St. Lawrence River from the other side of the bridge.
The Ogdensburg Bridge crosses over the St. Lawrence River from Canada to the U.S., or, the U.S. into Canada. I suppose it depends on which direction you are traveling.

The guys have picked up Gary Beagell! Hi Gary! Gary rode from his home in Binghamton, New York to meet the group along the highway in Canada. Gary knows the way and is leading the ride for the guys today.

Hey Fred, looks like you're doing a-okay on Roger's bike!

The United States Custom and Border Patrol Port of Entry at Ogdensburg.

Stu was permitted to keep Ferdinand! And to think, he was so worried...

Welcome to New York!!

The guys have ended their day in Malone, New York. Another friend, Joe Caradonna has ridden from his home in Salem, New Hampshire to accompany the boys while they are in the New England States. Hello Joe! The total miles ridden today - 486 miles.

Day 40 - Gaylord, Michigan to Sarnia, Ontario, Canada

2010-07-13T10:40:00.001-07:00

The guys ended up in Gaylord, Michigan. Going to the Harley dealership, appropriately named, Gaylord Harley-Davidson was the first order of business. They grimly awaited the diagnosis on Fred's bike. In no time at all, the service tech detected the problem. The flywheel had come off the crankshaft. It was the same problem Mike had in Louisiana. Was it contagious? There was no way that bike was going to run without rebuilding or replacing the motor. Fred scrambled to put a new plan in place. A few telephone calls, a few hours and the guys would be back on the road.
Roger, Fred's brother, graciously loaded his bike into his trailer, picked up his friend Jim, and headed north from Ohio. Fred rented this U-Haul truck. Fred and the guys headed south to meet Roger and Jim.
Fred and Roger loading up the broken down motorcycle into the trailer for the trip back to Canal Fulton, Ohio. Through all of the shuffling, loading and swapping, no one pulled out a camera to take Roger and Jim's pictures for this blog! Fred, Mike, Ron and Stu are very thankful that Roger came to the rescue, so they could continue to complete the 4 Corner Ride. Thank you Roger, and Jim!!

Dean's Bait & Tackle! The not so clandestine meeting place for the bike swap. The sign also says, Park & Sell. The guys are a little disappointed in the performance of their Harley Davidson motorcycles, or lack of performance. But, parking and selling them before the trip is complete seems a little drastic!

At the United States/Canadian border a U.S. Customs Agent talks with Stu about Ferdinand. Ferdinand is the name of that cow skull Stu has been toting around with him since...forever. There were some concerns he would not be permitted to enter Canada with the bovine skeletal remains. Stu showed this agent the paperwork from the Yellowstone National Park Ranger, hoping this would legitimize the possession.

The Agent turned out to be a great guy. He even telephoned over to Canada trying to help out.

The two bridges in the distance lead into Canada.

It's a busy place at the border.

Having shown proper identification and correctly answering pertinent questions, Stu is permitted to enter Canada. Yippee!! Ferdinand is still following along! The other fellows made it safely across the border too.

Oh Canada.......

The boys ended their day in Sarnia, Ontario. They covered 252 miles, which isn't bad considering they weren't really on the road until after 3:00 p.m.
Again, a super big thank you to Roger and Jim, for coming all that way, so Fred could go on to the 4th corner!

Day 39 - Iron Mountain, Michigan to Gaylord, Michigan

2010-07-12T06:35:00.000-07:00

About 175 miles after departing Iron Mountain, Michigan, Fred's bike stopped running. Luckily a Michigan State Road Crew was nearby and able to look at the bike for them. No wait, that's Mike working on the left side, Fred on the right and Stu supervising. For a minute there it looked like a state job. The guys were headed to Sault Saint Marie. Along the way, they were going to meet up with Lyn and Jan Everse, then proceed to the town for lunch. Unfortunately they had to stop 30 miles short of the meeting point. Lyn and Jan continued on until they found the guys on the side of the road.
Judging from the look on those faces...it ain't good.
Mike, Stu, Lyn, Jan and Fred, formulating a plan of action.
Fred finds the closest Harley dealer which is 140 miles away in Gaylord, Michigan. It's too bad Fred didn't know the acronym for HARLEY, which is, hardly any repair lasts even a year. ...he knows now!
Knowing that it's going to be quite some time until help arrives, Stu lays right down on the pavement for a quick nap. The group collaboratively decided it's going to be a long wait by the side of the road. They made a decision to go for some lunch using the time wisely. Fred continued to the restaurant on Mike's bike. Mike rode with Jan on the back of her trike.

Another problem cropped up immediately. Right off the bat, Mike started back seat driving. Looks like Jan quickly put him in his place.

They have reached an amicable understanding!

Help arrived! Look at the smile on Fred's face. He's just realized that being on the bike in the back of that trailer won't be so bad after all. He's going to be able to complete the day's ride!

That's Mike with Fred in the trailer following closely behind. Not really, but Fred is in the pick up truck with the driver.

Lake Michigan off to the right.

It's been a very exasperating day for the guys. Stu's meeting himself coming and going.

The guys are crossing the Mackinac Bridge. Having to go to Gaylord for more service, the guys are now 100 miles off course. The bike is at the dealership awaiting the diagnosis. They have covered 305 miles today.

Mike, Ron, Stu and Fred thank Lyn and Jan for all of their help! The break down took a huge chunk of time out of the day. Lyn and Jan made suggestions and phone calls to help the guys. Thank you!

Day 38 - Grand Fork, North Dakota to Iron Mountain, Michigan

2010-07-11T12:14:00.000-07:00

The American Flag and the state flag of Minnesota welcomes the 4 guys as they cross over the state line.
Welcome to Minnesota! Too bad the guys didn't pack their fishing rods. Minnesota is a great state to go fishing in.
Still in farming country, silos and grain bins dot the countryside. There's been no evidence of corn or soybeans. Wheat is still the only crop visible. You can book this fish for an overnight stay behind a restaurant named, The Big Fish. Hmmm...maybe the guys went fishing after all!

Looks like the guys have hung out the "gone fishin' sign".

Stu, Ron, Mike and Fred are welcomed to Wisconsin by this huge sign. What...no cheese head hats?

You guessed it...the guys have arrived in Michigan!

He's a standin' on the corner of....Terminal Avenue and Jackson Street. Well, that's not how the song goes but, whatever. The guys are in Iron Mountain, Michigan. This is the town that Stu's daddy, Herb was born and raised in. Stu found the very corner where his dad's boyhood home was.

Stu at the front door of his father's home.

Herb Lewis was born and raised in this house. He was one of eight children. In 1937, at the age of 17, he left Iron Mountain, Michigan to enlist in the Navy. He fought in WW II and was stationed at Pearl Harbor. Herb never returned to Iron Mountain! The 4 block area surrounding the house has now become a light industry area. This is the only home that is still standing in what used to be the old neighborhood. Finding his dad's place of birth and boyhood was a special moment for Stu.
Another huge day with lots of miles knocked down, 515 miles, to be exact! The guys are planning on taking the northern route through Canada to skirt the Great Lakes.

Day 37 - Malta, Montana to Grand Fork, North Dakota

2010-07-10T08:38:00.000-07:00

Heading west on Route 2, across the very northern portion of the United States, the guys spotted this storm forming. Luckily, they did not encounter any bad weather from this system.
Being in farmland the guys have encountered enormous fields of this, canola. Rapeseed-the common name of the plant that produces canola seeds. "Rape" comes from the Latin word rapum which translates to turnip. Turnip, rutabaga, cabbage, brussel sprouts, mustard and other veggies are related to the two varieties of canola that are grown; Brassica napus and Brassica rapa. Canola oil has become very popular for use in cooking oil because of it's low level of erucic acid content. 7 - 10 million tons of canola are grown annually in the United States and Canada. It has become a major cash crop.

Besides canola, a lot of wheat is grown in this part of the country. Farmers will make straw after the wheat heads have been harvested. Intimidating silos and grain bins are peppered throughout the area. Grain will be dried and stored in these bins until the price is right for the farmer to take to market.

Stu casually snapped this photo of Ron on the road behind him. Mike and Fred lag behind in the background.

Mike, Stu, Fred and Ron reach the North Dakota state line.

There is a huge oil reserve in the north west portion of the United States. Drill rigs like this work first in order to make way for the piping of the pumping equipment.

Newer, high production oil rigs replace the older, slower equipment still used.

Wind turbines generating power are beginning to become visible in some areas.

Today was a very productive day of travel. The guys logged 565 miles. Being rural, flat and farm ground added to the travel productivity.

Day 36 - Cody, Wyoming to Malta, Montana

2010-07-09T06:59:00.000-07:00

The guys departed Cody by way of Chief Joseph Highway.
The scenery along the Chief Joseph Highway is beautiful. The road is lined with these huge red rock formations.
On top of the highway, Mike, Stu, Fred and Ron stopped to chat with two traveling Indians. Those new found friends wanted to trade some wampum for Stu's duster.

Uh-oh! Looks like those Indians weren't as friendly as the guys originally thought. Judging from those arrows sticking out of Stu's luggage, those boys were mighty lucky to get away when they did!

Their route takes them to Beartooth Pass, All American Road.

Fred, Mike, Stu and Ron still in Wyoming. Now they've traded those bikes in for a silver SUV. A very wise choice with all that gear they have.

A quick jump to the other side of the sign and their now in Montana. The guys have been zig zagging back and forth between Montana and Wyoming for the past two days. There's one of the bikes in the background. I thought they had taken the easy mode of transportation!

Three of the guys easily maneuver through a hairpin curve.

Shoshone National Forest on the Beartooth Pass.

Beartooth Lake. Isn't it beautiful?

Stu at the summit of the Beartooth Pass. Elevation 10,947 feet. Now that's getting up there!

The town of Red Lodge, Montana. Lunch was at the Red Lodge Cafe.

This road goes on forever!

Malta, Montana was the late afternoon stop. This was the overnight accommodations.

The guys have calculated that it's about 2,100 miles 'til the last corner!

Total miles ridden today - 390.

Day 35 - Helena, Montana to Cody, Wyoming

2010-07-08T07:34:00.001-07:00

Where the deer and the ANTELOPE play! This very curious bunch watched the guys zoom by on their iron horses.
Stu spied this Bald Eagle that appears to be hunting from the top of this fence post. Ron was able to snap the photo before the majestic bird flew off.
The road to nowhere...no, it's actually the route towards Gardiner, Montana. From this image you can absolutely tell why Montana is called "big sky country". The guys are smack dab in the middle of ranch land.
The guys stopped in Emigrant, Montana to have lunch with Seth Rosenberger. Seth is Ron's son-in-law Adam's brother. Seth lives on the B Bar Ranch, located in the Tom Miner Basin. The B Bar raises Suffolk Punch draft horses. Seth is a Herdsman on the ranch caring for the large cattle herd. The B Bar also practices high altitude organic gardening.

Seth gave the guys directions to the Old Saloon in Emigrant. The saloon was a great place for lunch. It was established in 1902! The guys really enjoyed talking with Seth about work, life and the ranch. They were very appreciative that Seth took the time from his busy day, to come off the ranch to meet them.

From Emigrant, the guys headed straight to Yellowstone National Park.

Stu has a brush with the law in Yellowstone. Thinking they had cleared the gate to enter, the Park Ranger noticed the skull that Stu has been toting around on the back of the bike. The ranger had to "write" this up. If a ranger at the exit of the park noticed the skull, he might think Stu had swiped something he shouldn't have.

Not to be outdone, Fred had a brush with the law too! Fred has been sporting the tail of a mule deer. The ranger needed to document that Fred was bringing this into the national park. Now, Fred scored on this tail from a freshly killed mule deer he saw on the side of the road. That explains the swarm of flies following Fred!

Looking across Yellowstone Lake.

A beautiful image of the majestic Tetons.

The scenery changes as the boys cross over into Wyoming on the way to Cody.

Verified by the sign, the guys have reached Cody, Wyoming!

Making good use of an abandoned chair outside the Irma Hotel, Fred ponders the popular query, will Lebron James stay in Cleveland or will he abandon the Cavaliers? The Irma Hotel was built in 1902 by Buffalo Bill Cody. His daughter, Irma, ran the hotel for many years. The boys watched the nightly play outside the Irma, had dinner and did a little shopping in the gift shop, before roaming around town a little.

The total miles ridden today - 325.

Tomorrow the guys are heading over the Bear Tooth Pass and Chief Joseph Highway. They will leave Wyoming for a bit crossing back into Montana towards the town of Red Lodge.

Day 34 - Kalispell, Montana to Helena, Montana

2010-07-07T06:39:00.000-07:00

The highway sign points the way to Glacier National Park and Going to the Sun Road.
Stu, Ron, Fred and Mike just before entering the national park.
McDonald Lake, the first lake you reach on the road through the park. This lake is on the west side of Logan Pass.

For all of you sweltering, in the midwest and east coasts' record breaking heat, imagine how cool the air temperature must be there with all of that snow still piled up.

Spectacular scenery within Glacier National Park.

View from the top of Logan Pass on Going to the Sun Road. This is what has been written about the road. "One of the world's most spectacular highways, follows the shores of McDonald and St. Mary's Lakes while hugging the cliffs below the Continental Divide, that traverses Logan Pass."

Ron at the top of Logan Pass. Elevation 6,646 feet, another Continental Divide. McDonald Lake and St. Mary's Lake are formed by rain and melting snow that is shed off the mountain at Logan Pass.

Where's Waldo (Freddie)? There are 3 motorcycles in this image. Can you find all of them?

Our national park system goes out of the way to entertain visitors stopped for road construction. Wasn't it very thoughtful of them to post a mountain goat and her baby by the side of the road? The baby is difficult to see. Look at the right hind leg of the goat. The baby is barely visible. You should be able to make out a little tail and rump. The baby is also much whiter than mama is.

Ron, Stu, Fred and Mike in front of St. Mary's Lake. The guys are now east of Logan Pass.

An unobstructed view of St. Mary's Lake.

Three thirty in the day time, there's a storm movin' in. They're headed off to somewhere, where' they've never, ever been. And the thunder rolls....duhn, duhn, duhn.....the thunder rolls. Sorry, had to take a few liberties with Garth Brooks' song. After leaving Glacier National Park the guys head south on Hwy 89 towards Helena/Bozeman. They rolled up on this storm off to their west. Luckily they were past the storm, before it moved on east, barely getting sprinkled on.

Hold tight big rock! Let's hope that thing doesn't let loose!

The guys finished up the day 340 miles later in the city of Helena, Montana. Dinner, showers, and laundry is becoming the norm of their evenings. (and not necessarily in that order!)

Yellowstone National Park with the evening destination of Cody, Wyoming is their goal for tomorrow.

Day 33 - Colville, Washington to Kalispell, Montana

2010-07-06T06:41:00.001-07:00

On those bikes again, this is the view from the back of the pack. The guys leave Washington state, heading east.
Heigh ho, they're in Idaho!

In the far back of this image is the Priest River. Storm clouds begin to brew over the river bed.

The official welcome sign to the great state of Montana.

Lunch stop! The Kickin' Horse Saloon, where they have animal heads on the wall, starin' back at you. The saloon was decorated in early American preserved animals. Mounts of bear, elk, buffalo, mule deer, white tail deer, cougar and various skins hung everywhere.

This is the first day that Stu takes custody of the lads. The guys suit up in rain gear as Stu gives final instructions before heading into some inclement weather. The ride in the rain was punctuated with little ice balls. Hail yes!

When the guys crossed over the state line from Idaho into Montana they noticed a drastic change in the landscape. Ranch land immediately began. Homes with outbuildings are centered in acres of waving, lush green grasses. Valleys boast herds of grazing cattle and horses.

The guys put 290 miles behind them today. Next up, Glacier National Park.

Day 32 - Billingham, Washington to Colville, Washington

2010-07-04T22:15:00.000-07:00

The highway sign pointing the fellows towards the third corner!
This is it, Blaine, Washington! A very quaint little town.
4 Guys reach the third corner! Mike, Fred, Stu and Ron holding the Road Hogs Motorcycle and Motorcoach flag at the Peace Arch Park. The Peace Arch Park is a 50 acre park marking the border between the United States and Canada. Canada and the United States care for each half of the park. After the experience at the second corner in San Diego, the boys said this third corner was really cool.
The sign on the United States side welcomes visitors to the Peace Arch State Park. The guys only saw one United States Border Patrol vehicle at the border park. Quite a difference from the amount of border patrol presence at the U.S./Mexico border!

This sign welcomes visitors to the Canadian, British Columbia side of the Peace Arch Park.

The Peace Arch with the American and Canadian flags flying. A sign on the arch reads, "Let these gates never be closed."

The American flag depicted in flowers.

The Canadian flag made entirely of flowers.

Mike, standing in Canada, and Fred in the United States, imitate the friendly relationship between the two countries with a hearty handshake.

Ron stands by the United States concrete marker.

Stu's bike points east, the new direction the boys will take. Ron's bike points north, the direction the guys have been traveling up the west coast. This is the official passing of the GPS. Stu will lead the group across the top of the United States and Canada.

As the guys continued on their journey heading east, they crossed the Cascade Mountain Range into the Cascades National Park. The elevation in the park on the Washington Pass was 5,477 feet. The temperatures read on the bikes varied between 32 and 35 degrees. Ron said, "we wore everything we had with us. We were freezing our asses off!"

The dam on the Columbia River within the Cascades National Park.

The dammed river created Ross Lake.

Lunch stop, Winthrop, Washington. This little town was decked out in wooden sidewalks, buildings with old west style facades and cute little shops.

After lunch, the guys forged on through the Sherman Pass. Crossing the White Mountains they were at 5,587 feet elevation. It wasn't much warmer after lunch!

The boys knocked down 365 miles before stopping in Colville, Washington. Sounds like they definitely earned that hot shower today.
Happy Fourth of July guys! You were indeed missed today by all your families.

Day 31 - Olympia, Washington to Billingham, Washington

2010-07-04T21:14:00.000-07:00

The guys departed Olympia, Washington heading west to see Washington's Pacific Coast. Their route took them right into Olympic National Park. They continued through the park and on to the coast.
Right away they noticed the coast line was more beach like, than the coast in Oregon and California. There was more sand. The rock cliffs were mostly absent.
The Pacific Coastline in Washington state.

The 4 guys boarded the Washington State Ferry in Port Townsend, Washington. They crossed the Puget Sound disembarking in Oak Harbor, Washington. The Puget Sound is a complex collection of waterways and basins. It contains one major and one minor connection to the Strait of Juan de Fuca and the Pacific Ocean. Not only the bodies of water, but the entire region is referred to as The Puget Sound.

Ron on the ferry.

The 4 bikes parked among others on the ferry.

Admiralty Inlet is the major connection aforementioned, Deception Pass is the minor connection. This is the bridge in Deception Pass.

Ron, Mike, Fred and Stu strike a pose for a group photo at Deception Pass.

A birds' eye view of Deception Pass.

A tour boat zipping though the water of the pass. The guys liked this photo for the shadow of the Deception Pass bridge.

Billingham, Washington was the destination for the end of the day. The guys rode a total of 340 miles before calling it quits for the evening. Tomorrow...the 3rd corner!

Day 30 - Portland, Oregon to Olympia, Washington

2010-07-03T07:03:00.000-07:00

Believe it or not, today was the first day in thirty the weather turned ugly. When they awoke it was gray, raining and foggy. Fully suited in their raingear they headed out. Fred is well prepared.
East of Portland, Oregon they came upon the Columbia River Gorge. Usually a very picturesque area, the gorge was socked in with fog. Between really having to pay a great deal of attention to the wet roads and the fog, sightseeing was pretty much out of the question.

Mike bundled up and waterproof!

Stu and Fred at McClellan View Point at Mount Saint Helens. Mount Saint Helen was a volcano that erupted in 1980. The hot flowing lava ravaged the side of the mountain.

Behind Mike, Mount Saint Helen is visible. It is snowcapped and slightly over his left shoulder. If you look closely you can still see bare areas on the side of the mountain. The guys were amazed how much the area had healed in the relatively short span of 30 years. Much of the area affected by the volcanic eruption was now covered in vegetation.

Gifford Pinchot National Forest, still in the Mount Saint Helen area.

Ron, Mike, Fred and Stu in Mount Rainier National Park.

The Mather Memorial Parkway located within Mt. Rainier National Park. The pavement had dried but it was cold, damp and drizzly. Selecting the east side of the pass around Mt. Rainier had the guys climbing to an elevation of only 4,800 feet. Viewing Mt. Rainier was impossible today. Once the boys hit 3,800 feet they were already in the clouds and fog. Mt. Rainier is 14,800 feet tall. It was hidden in thick fog and clouds.

Being in the higher elevation made for some mighty chilly conditions. Stu buttons up trying to stay warm. Given the inclement weather, the boys were happy with the 280 miles ridden. They finished up in Olympia, Washington. Plans are to hit that 3rd corner on the 4th of July.

They they'll be turning east and heading towards home!

Mike is searching the woods line, he must have lost something!

Day 29 - Portland, Oregon

2010-07-02T07:16:00.000-07:00

Fred finally pinpoints the problem with his bike's motor. Paradise Harley Davidson opened at the crack of 10:00 a.m. The guys had their bikes at the dealership promptly at 10:00. Knowing the bikes would be in service most of the day, they had to find something to do with their time. As luck would have it, a museum was nearby.
Evergreen Aviation Museum! Did you think they would spend the day at an art museum? The museum exhibits old stuff, new stuff, military stuff, commercial stuff, etc.

The museum sits right across the road from Evergreen International Aviation. The company provides air transportation and services from agriculture and commercial applications to humanitarian efforts. This full size 747 sits atop the building. 63,000 pounds of weight had to be stripped out of the aircraft in order for it to be placed on top of the structure. The museum was the dream of this man, Michael Smith. He wanted to educate the public, especially children on the realms of aviation. Michael was a fighter pilot. Sadly he was killed in an automobile accident while home on leave. He was only 29 years of age. His parents completed Michael's dream.

This is the jet that Michael flew.

His plane, mounted in front of this building, appears to be poised for landing. Notice the road is marked line a runway?

Do you ever wonder what happened to Howard Hughes' creation the Spruce Goose? Wonder no more, it is housed here at Evergreen.

Ron and Stu with the Spruce Goose behind them. The plane is so large it was difficult to photograph the whole thing!

Stu at the helm of the Spruce Goose. Nice hat...just like Hughes himself!

Ron offers his flying expertise in the cockpit of the Spruce Goose. Hey Ron, you need a bigger hat!

Not a Stealth, but a Black Bird. This beast flies at 2,000 miles/hour and 83,000 feet. One of the museum guides told the guys that was just to satisfy certain criteria. This plane has actually flown faster and higher.

Let's see, the boys have toyed with completing the 4 corner ride on horseback and mountain climbing. Now the Space Shuttle? That seems....excessive. Evergreen International Aviation transports...the Space Shuttle!

The 4 guys finished touring Evergreen Aviation Museum so they headed back to Paradise Harley. The bikes spent the entire day at the dealership from open to closing. Looks like Mike is getting ready to check out. The service writers, Darrin and Marty, did an outstanding job. They even found a problem with Ron's bike on a test drive. It was going to become a major problem...soon. This has been a very pleasant and efficient Harley experience. Thanks Darrin and Marty!
Total miles ridden today, a whopping 20!

Day 28 - Coos Bay, Oregon to Portland, Oregon

2010-07-01T13:03:00.000-07:00

While traveling up the Oregon coast, the guys stopped to visit the Sea Lion Cave. The world's largest sea cave, according to the Guinness Book of Records, is located 11 miles slightly north of Florence, Oregon.
Steller Sea Lions hang out, breed and give birth at this rookery.
The herd of about 200 Steller Sea Lions sunning themselves on the rock coast. This image is a close up of the Sea Lions.
The actual view of the pinnipeds which are carnivores. The Sea Lions consume mostly bottom fish-Skate, small Sharks, Squid and different varieties of rock fish.

This two acre cave is where the sea lions spend the fall and winter months. It offers protection from harsh coastal conditions.

Oops..some of these critters don't know it's July!

A view of Oregon's Pacific coast.

The guys say, "the photos simply don't do the view justice."

A lighthouse on the coast point.

Travel today was hampered, Fred's bike began leaking oil. The guys, with some impressive trouble shooting, detected a faulty oil seal. They contacted a Harley dealer in Portland, Oregon for some service help. The dealership was able to get Fred's bike in for repair, as well as the other three bikes, for routine maintenance. The fellows only logged 210 miles today.

Day 27 - Yreka, California to Coos Bay, Oregon

2010-06-30T08:17:00.000-07:00

Scrub a dub dub, there's a Harley in the tub. After leaving Yreka, the guys found a carwash. A clean bike just rides better. Eleven days and almost 2,300 miles later, the guys put California in their rearview mirrors and forge on to Oregon.
Mike, Stu, Fred and Ron at the entrance of Crater Lake National Park. The park is located in Crater Lake, Oregon.
The elevation at Crater Lake is 7500 feet. The park, just recently opened, was still covered in snow. The pavement was clear, except for some water running across it from the melting snow.
The first view of Crater Lake. This lake was formed in an old volcano. The water IS that blue.
This shows how much snow is still piled up. The edge of the road is visible at the bottom left of this image.

A tiny little island, Wizards Island to be exact, in the middle of Crater Lake.

Ron pulled over to put the chains on his Harley.

Mike, Ron, Fred and Stu stand in front of Crater Lake. They were overwhelmed by the beauty of this lake's water.

After leaving Crater Lake National Park the boys continued to head north towards the 3rd corner. Areas of clear cut logging are widely seen now. Sections of new pine growth, in variable stages, are peppered throughout the mountain sides. This is timber harvesting country. The guys found this extremely interesting.

The total miles ridden today - 325.

Day 26 - Garberville, California to Yreka, California

2010-06-29T20:00:00.000-07:00

The first order of the day....see the giant Redwood trees. The guys rode to Humboldt Redwoods State Park.
The road through Humboldt State Park is aptly named, Avenue of the Giants. It is a 31 mile road through a Redwood Forest. Some of the largest Redwoods in the United States grow along this road.
Fred poses by an old truck that has a piece of old redwood trunk fixed to the back. This vehicle is not in the state park, but at a privately owned location.
Ron, Mike, Stu and Fred with the old truck in the background.

The Redwoods grow this close to this close to the pavement.Having no luck several days ago, Fred sent Mike to search for the Keebler Elves. Finding no elves or cookies, Mike said the entire experience was still "uncommonly good".

The 4 guys stopped in Downtown Mad River for lunch.

Downtown Mad River has this tiny post office.

This tiny little hamburger trailer with a few other trailers behind it.

Yet the town was packed with people. All kinds of people stopped here for lunch. The town was so small, Ron said, "you could throw a good size tarp over the entire thing and cover it."

Stu ordered lunch first, finished eating first, then used the excess time to nap on a picnic table bench.

Mt. Shasta in Northern California. Elevation 14,000 feet of beautiful snow covered splendor.

The 4 guys rode a total of 395 miles today ending their day just short of the Oregon border. They spent the night in Yreka, California.

Day 25 - San Francisco, California to Garberville, California

2010-06-28T08:29:00.000-07:00

Just before leaving San Francisco, the guys headed to the Golden Gate Bridge. Having crossed it several times already in fog, they were hopeful the bridge could be seen clearly. Fred, Ron, Mike and Stu in front of the famous bridge.
The bridge just slightly visible above the fog bank.

Adios, San Francisco! The boys headed north east across the mountains towards wine country.
Sonoma Valley was the first wine region they entered.

Wine, in it's simplest form, up close and personal.

The valleys are beautiful, covered in grapes and wineries.

Beautifully manicured grape arbors are visible everywhere throughout Sonoma, Napa and Alexander Valleys.

The wineries are spectacularly landscaped. Behind the lavish entrances, winery buildings are either extremely elaborate or elegantly modest.

After touring the wine country the guys headed west again towards the Pacific Coast. Here Mike stands, with the coast in the background.

More beautiful Pacific Coastal scenery. The guys have reported that the photos simply do not do this magnificent part of the country justice.

The boys headed slightly east again in order to catch sight of the California Redwood Forests. Freddie drives his bike through the privately owned Chandelier Tree.

The guys zig zagged their way east and west, while going north along the Pacific Coast. They traveled about 280 miles total today, stopping for the night in Garberville, California. Tomorrow will be their last day in California. They are making their way to Oregon.

Day 24 - A full day in San Francisco, California

2010-06-27T13:11:00.000-07:00

The guys took an entire day off in order to enjoy San Francisco. This is the skyline of the city. Coit Tower is the tall monument upon the hill.
Don't worry, none of the guys are being sent to the big house. They are just stopping by to view San Quentin State Prison.

A closer look at the frightening facility. The huge gun turret tower on the right is full of prison guards with extremely good aim.

Retired naval vessels are "mothballed" and float in what is called the Ghost Fleet. There was a time when hundreds of retired ships were anchored here. Now, only about 100 ships remain.

Ding, ding, ding went the trolley.....

Alcatraz.

Mike and Stu walking across the street into Pier 39. This famous attraction is full of markets, restaurants, shops and a carnival of sorts.

A fresh fruit market on Pier 39.

Mike gets a little crabby during lunch at the Pier Market.

Mike, Richard Novick - Fred's brother in law, and Fred enjoying their lunch at Pier Market.

After lunch, the boys went down to the dock to bask in the warm sunshine until lunch digested. No, not really. Those are California Sea Lions. The Sea Lions have been coming to this same dock for 20 years. Boats are no longer permitted to dock in this area. The Sea Lions have become celebrities in their own right.

A sailboat gets a little to close to the dock. The Sea Lions are up on their flippers to protest the disruption of their nap.

Mike, Stu, Ron, Fred and Richard Novick. Richard rented a van, took the Ron and Fred to the Harley dealership early in the morning. Having worn tires, Fred and Ron purchased new ones. Richard took the guys on a sightseeing tour of San Francisco. The guys thank Richard for his hospitality and the education they received on all of the great places to visit within the city. Thank you Richard for everything!!The guys crossed the Golden Gate several times. Unfortunately the bridge was always socked in by fog. They didn't get any good photos of the Golden Gate Bridge. This bridge is known as the Bay Bridge.

Since the boys took the day off to tour San Francisco, the miles ridden since yesterday were negligible.

Day 23 - Lake Tahoe to San Francisco, California

2010-06-26T20:17:00.000-07:00

The guys prepare to leave Cal Neva Resort - Hotel & Casino. This is where they stopped yesterday evening. They were very impressed with the resort and it's history.
Ron sits in California, Fred straddles the state line, Stu stands in Nevada. The painted line is half golf and half silver. The gold signifies the gold rush to California. The silver represents the silver rush in Nevada. This line was painted all throughout the hotel.

Fred looks over the overlook. Everything looks a-okay in Emerald Bay.

Emerald Bay with it's tiny little island. This is still Lake Tahoe.

Ron, Fred, Mike and Stu taking a break at Emerald Bay.

After leaving the Lake Tahoe area, Fred began to have electrical problems with his bike. Luckily they found a very small motorcycle shop. The mechanic quickly diagnosed and corrected the problem. The guys were back on the road with very little down time.

The guys stopped in Fremont, California to visit some of Mike's family. Mike pictured with his Aunt Esther Ferrau and Uncle Joe Ferrau outside of their business. Mike's aunt and uncle used to live near his hometown in New York.

Group photo! Stu, Esther, Ron, Fred, Mike and Joe.

The guys prepare to cross the San Rafael bridge which will take them to the north side of San Francisco. The total mileage ridden today - 294 miles.

Day 22 - Mariposa, California to Lake Tahoe

2010-06-25T10:10:00.000-07:00

The guys had spent the night in Mariposa, California, which is located at the southwest end of Yosemite National Park. Touring Yosemite was their goal for today.
That huge rock on the right has fallen off the side of the mountain creating a most unusual bridge.
The guys took a break along a rushing river. Fred looks awfully happy. Wow, look at that grin, wonder what he's been up to?
Oh! It looks like Fred finally had enough of Ron's scheduling and prodding. He shoved him into that raging river! Thank goodness Stu was able to pull Ron to safety!
Knowing that El Capitan was close, Mike practices his climbing skills. He's wearing proper safety attire.

Always vigilant for unique sights the guys spotted this Black Bear ambling along. They watched him for almost an hour. Judging by the amount of stuff he ate, the boys assumed that bears "do that" in the woods!

Just like Main Street in every city or town, every park has a Bridal Veil Falls. Mike and Ron look like they're about to fall over....

There it is! El Capitan! Mountain climbers from all over the world come to this famous formation in order to scale it. This rock is so large the guys could not tell with the naked eye there were 25 climbers on the face. Not until they looked through a spotting scope could they see the people climbing.

Yet another set of water falls within Yosemite National Park.

The road around Lake Tahoe

The guys crossed over into Nevada on their way to Lake Tahoe. They rode the loop around the lake. They stayed at the Cal Neva Resort. Nicknamed the "Lady of the Lake" the hotel was built in the early 1900's. It burned to the ground in 1937. With a team of 500 men working round the clock, the hotel was completely re-built and opened for business in 30 days. The resort boasts quite a bit of entertainment history. Frank Sinatra owned the facility from 1960 - 1963. Entertainers such as: Dean Martin, Sammy Davis, Jr, Sinatra - himself, and Marilyn Monroe would "sing for their supper". The Cal Neva Resort sits right on the California - Nevada state line. Everywhere throughout the buildings white lines are painted to reflect that state line division. The fellows rode 280 miles today. Tomorrow...San Francisco!

Day 21 - Dunlap, California to Mariposa, California

2010-06-24T19:49:00.001-07:00

Now, nobody would ever accuse three out of four of the fellows as being frugal. But their accomodations while in Dunlap shows just how thrifty they can be. The report was the rooms were clean, they had a bed and there was air conditioning!
After leaving Dunlap, and their sweet motel, the boys went back into the northern portion of the Sequoia National Forest. There was a particular section of the park, where 40 of the giant Sequoia trees lived,that they wanted to check out. Mike, Fred, Ron and Stu are in Grant's Grove at the base of another monster tree.

Fred rests by the Kings Canyon National Park sign. The national park is a 30 mile dead end road into a very deep canyon. So, it's a 30 mile ride back out of the park.

The Kings River runs along the floor of the canyon. The river is fed solely from the snow melt run off from hundreds of thousands of mountainous acres.

Fred and Mike standing on a rock ledge overlooking the Kings Canyon National Park. Whew, glad they didn't fall for the, "take a step back" gag.

The rushing water of the Kings River.

Ron, Fred and Stu in front of the Grizzly Falls. The guys finished up the day in Mariposa, California which is at the southwest end of Yosemite National Park. Their total miles ridden today equal 222 miles.

Day 20 - Hollister, California to Dunlap, California

2010-06-23T14:49:00.000-07:00

The guys began the morning at Corbin Seats. All short jokes aside, Mike had a custom seat made. The new motorcycle was just a little tall for Mike. That newly crafted Corbin Seat lowered Mike several inches making his new bike much more comfortable for him to ride. As you can imagine this whole process took a fair amount of time.
Since Mike was making his new motorcycle more comfortable, Stu wanted to make his ride better too. He made use of the downtime at Corbin to test ride a new motorcycle. Hey Stu, is that a Honda Goldwing?

With Mike and Stu amply equipped the guys headed off for the day's adventure straight south. They rode through enormous cattle ranches with rolling hills of pasture. Custom farming operations with row crops followed the ranches. Planted in this fertile area were huge plots of lettuce, strawberries, onions, cabbage and cherries. Numerous anti-government signs had been posted by the farmers over struggles with water. When the farming ended the mountains began to appear. The guys eventually ended up in Sequoia National Park.The boys usually send Mike out to measure the heighth perspective of tall objects. Since this tree was so tall, Stu took over. Well, it appears Stu didn't trade for that Goldwing after all.

That's one big tree!

Ron and Stu, on the hunt for the General Sherman.

Mike, Ron, Stu and Fred are standing at the base of the General Sherman, the largest tree in the world. The general has a circumference of 103 feet, is 275 feet tall and estimated to be over 2,000 years old. Impressive!

Fred searches for the Keebler elves inside a giant Sequoia that was damaged by either fire or lightening. The guys rode a total of 285 miles today, ending the ride in Dunlap, California. Dunlap is located at the north entrance of the Sequoia National Park and at the beginning of Kings Canyon. Tomorrow they will be touring Kings Canyon.

Day 19 - San Luis Obispo, California to Hollister, California

2010-06-22T08:25:00.000-07:00

Stu and Ron enjoy the spectacular view of the coastline at Big Sur.
Northern Elephant Seals bask in the warm sun and sand along the Monterey Bay National Sanctuary. The seals return to the same area along the shoreline year after year.
The female seals, cows, can weigh as much as 1,600 pounds when fully grown. A mature bull, male seal, can top the scales at a whopping 5,000 pounds.

The boys watched the seals make their way from the water onto the beach. They moved very slowly on land, about 10 - 15 feet each time. Then they would stop for a break before continuing another 10 - 15 feet until reaching their final resting spot.

Fred's ticket to the Hearst Castle, which is now operated as a state park. The family donated 150 acres of land along with the house, to the state of California.

The Casa Grande, main home of the Hearst Castle. This structure boasts 41 bathrooms and 38 bedrooms. Each guest was assigned a personal maid. It was mandatory that each guest dress appropriately for participation in the events held at the castle. A vast selection of evening wear, tennis outfits, riding clothing, etc., was available to the guests of the castle in the event they were not properly prepared.

Ron, Mike, Fred and Stu preparing to go inside the Casa Grande. This is the front door of this home.

Ron and Stu taking a break on the steps of one of the guest homes. There are 3 guest homes on the castle property in addition to the Casa Grande. Those homes are named the Casa del Mar, The Casa del Monte and the Casa del Sol.

An enormous formal dinner was served every evening at the Casa Grande. The blue china was very important to William Randall Hearst. He ate off these plates as a child. Simple mustard and ketchup bottles were ever present on the table, no matter what the meal consisted of.

Mike, Fred, Ron and Stu pose by the outdoor pool of the castle.

The outdoor swimming pool adorned by statuary and Greek columns. The guys really enjoyed their visit to the Hearst Castle, which took 15 years to complete.

Their total miles traveled today was 175 miles. Hollister, California was their destination by evenings end. Tomorrow they are entering more national parks where cellular telephone service will become sparse.

Day 18 - Palmdale, California to San Luis Obispo, California

2010-06-21T07:57:00.000-07:00

In order to avoid the city of Los Angeles, the guys traveled northeast on back roads that led them into Los Padres National Forest.
The forest was rough, rugged, mountainous terrain with sparse vegetation. Not only did they avoid the city, but all of the traffic too.
Everyone knows the shortest distance between two points is a straight line. The guys came up with a plan to maximize the distance traveled by scaling one of those mountains. Mike and Ron climbed up first. Fred and Stu tied the bikes to that long dangling rope. The guys will pull the bikes up that mountainside once Fred and Stu reach the top.

Ahahaha...just kidding! Taking almost an hour break, the boys stopped by the side of this sheer rock wall to watch some climbers.

It was The Deer Lodge for lunch, touted as being "world famous". Now, the boys could not figure out what made the Deer Lodge world famous, but the food was really good!

Ron and Fred - a quick meeting of the minds over the map.

Being approximately 200 miles south of Napa Valley the fellas begin to see acres of grape vines. The boys continue to travel north up the Pacific Coast. 290 total miles ridden today.

Day 17 - Temecula, California to Palmdale, California

2010-06-20T09:17:00.000-07:00

Happy Father's Day!!

Let's ditch those Harleys, forget about those horses; we're going to finish this trip in a hot air balloon!
The guys made a slight route change to allow Stu to visit with his Aunt Bette, Lisa and Danny. Aunt Bette lives in Menifee, California
Another quick detour had the guys in Lake Elsinore, California. Fred dropped in to visit his niece Shirley and her son Zach. Zach, a very accomplished pianist, treated the group to a sampling of his musical talent.
The Bernadino Mountains within the San Bernadino National Park.
Situated between the Bernadino and Angeles Mountain Ranges sits Big Bear Lake. This lake is a popular destination for folks biking out of the city of Los Angeles. In the winter months it is a highly populated skiing area.

Look out Mike!! While taking a break along the Angeles Crest Highway, a snowball fight broke out. The guys had a hard time believing that just yesterday they were in the desert. Today they were playing in the snow. Their total miles ridden today - 275 miles.

Day 16 - The Second Corner! Yuma, Arizona to Temecula, California

2010-06-19T08:13:00.000-07:00

California!
Thirty miles into the day's trip, Stu needed to make an unscheduled pit stop. Evidently he had intestinal issues. Sure am glad he didn't get snake bit on the butt!
How do you spell relief?
The guys crossed the Yuha Desert. Here they experienced searing dry heat. Vegetation was sparse at best. That's why it's called a desert.

The second corner is just behind that sign...1 1/2 miles away!

Uh oh...the quest for the second corner squashed. The Border Field State Park was closed. The park is only open for short periods of time on the weekends. The daily influx of illegal immigrants has forced closure on weekdays. Since the sign did not say, "No trespassing", the boys forged through an opening between a fence and pipe gate. Within minutes their progress was halted by Border Patrol Officers who had spotted them via GPS. They were told to turn around and leave the area immediately.

Mike leading the way through the opening they had just come through.

The guys were heartbroken and dejected. They stopped outside of the park. While re-grouping United States Border Patrol Agent, Jared McKenzie rode back to talk with them.

The boys explained the purpose of the 4 Corners Ride. Jared was interested, asking and answering questions. He told the guys what his job was like on a daily basis. He suggested going down the road a little way to a stable. There the guys could rent horses, ride back in order to get to that southern point monument. Well, this could not have worked any better. Just yesterday they had made the decision to park those bikes, continuing their journey via horseback, (only while they were "out west", of course). They warmed up to the idea, even getting a little excited about it. Suddenly Jared said, "Let's do it!" Now the guys were really confused. Jared said, "You've come so far, I'm going to take you back to that monument." The guys reminded him they had just been tossed out of the Border Field Park, and that the other agent was none to happy about their trespassing. "Ahaha..what are they going to do? Fire me?", Jared asked.

The guys mounted up and followed Jared along the United States, Mexico border.

The monument is right on the border between the two countries. The location of the fencing, which is actually 50 feet away from the border on the U.S. side, prevented the guys from getting close enough to have their photo taken on the monument spot. Close enough! Let's give them that second border!

Fred, Ron, Mike and Stu inside the Border Field State Park. The fence - the border between the United States of America and Mexico. Road Ends in Water! That's the Pacific Ocean behind them. The boys thank United States Border Patrol Agent Jared McKenzie for taking the time out of his grueling work day, allowing them to make the second corner a reality! And, for the job he does while protecting our borders. Thank you Jared!

Fred has been leading the riding since leaving Chesapeake City, Maryland. Freddie has done an outstanding job everyday for 16 days! Having corner #2 in the bag, it was time for the official exchange of the GPS. Fred gives the unit to Ron who will lead the rides up the Pacific Coast.

Leaving the desert behind them, the boys are enjoying more picturesque scenery. 325 miles ridden today before reaching their evening destination of Temecula, California

Day 15 - Tucson, Arizona to Yuma, Arizona

2010-06-18T08:24:00.003-07:00

The guys got a late start this morning. Stu told the boys he was going to do some computer work. Here they found him sound asleep on the job. The clock on the nightstand says 1:34 p.m. It was simply siesta time. Mike did not have a GPS or telephone connection since he had to purchase that new motorcycle. A stop at the J&M Corporation was imperitive to ammend the situation.

The boys pose for a photo with Keith, in the orange t-shirt and Pete, in the purple shirt, from J&M. The quartet first met Keith and Pete at Bike Week in Daytona this past February. J&M educated the boys on helmet communication devices. Keith and Pete took good care of the boys. They wired Mike's bike for communication, offered ice cold water and suggestions about their travel route.

2:00 p.m., the time the guys were on the road for day 15. While crossing the Tohono O'Odham Indian Reservation these huge cacti were spotted. They sent Mike out as a scout. The fellas used Mike's height as a barometer for how tall that cactus really was.

Fred's motto: Safety First! Here he encounters that huge cactus while wearing appropriate head protection from the gigantic stickers. Ron throws caution to the wind by simply wearing only a ball cap.

The sign pointing the way! The guys are eagerly anticipating their second corner, San Diego. Their total miles ridden today - 305 miles, not bad for such a late start in the day.

Day 14 - Deming, New Mexico to Tucson, Arizona

2010-06-17T09:16:00.000-07:00

The guys cross the Continental Divide where all water west of the divide heads to the Pacific Ocean.
Mike, Stu, Ron and Fred take a break from the seat at Pancho Villa State Park.
Stu is about to get the point...that prickly cactus isn't going to give much of a seat break!
Ron poses at the Arizona state line. The boys are on their way to Tombstone.
This monument marks the site of Apache Indian Chieftain Geronimo's capture. Geronimo led the last group of renegade Apaches in their fight with the United States. Once Geronimo was captured the fighting ceased. Mike did not practice any war whoops. He did ask, "why didn't they just put up a statue of an Indian?"
They made it! Tombstone, Arizona - "The Town Too Tough To Die"

Stu demonstrates just how this buggy is supposed to be used. Ron and Fred think they're going on a tour of Tombstone compliments of Stu!

Fred takes a quick horseback riding lesson.

The Bird Cage Theatre is the only original building left in the town of Tombstone. The town has burnt completely to the ground on two different occasions. The Bird Cage Theatre was built in 1881.

The famous OK Corral. Life size mannequins depict the players in this bloody gun battle. The Earps; Wyatt, Morgan and Virgil fought the McLaurys and Clantons. A pencil sketch made by Wyatt Earp shows where every man was standing while the gun fight was happening. The guys spent about four hours in the town of Tombstone. When they left Tucson, Arizona was their destination. Today they rode a total of 306 miles.

Day 13 - El Paso, Texas to Deming, New Mexico

2010-06-16T06:37:00.000-07:00

It was time to change the oil in those iron horses. The boys scheduled a visit to the old Harley Davidson dealer. They found it was going to be more efficient to split up. Stu and Ron went to El Paso Harley Davidson. Stu discusses the work to be done on his bike.
Ron and Stu became a little bored while they were waiting for the service work to be completed on the motorcycles. Ron thought it would help pass the time if he flagged down a police officer to tell him about the 4 Corners ride.
The officer was so mesmerized by the boys' adventure that he radioed for one of his buddies to come and hear this story for himself. Are you guys buying this tale? Me neither.

Mike and Fred rode about 50 miles up the road to Las Cruces Harley Davidson. Mike remembered friends from Jamestown, Gary and Ann Prusik. Gary worked as a border patrol agent. He supervised 9 agents that patrolled an area approximately 4,000 square miles in size. The boys made good use of the downtime to have lunch with the couple. Catching up on email and surfing the world wide web also helped pass the time while in the service department.

Mike and Fred's bike taking a well deserved break while waiting to be worked on.Stu is checking out an alternative means of transportation. He must be getting tired of sitting on that bike seat. Is there room in that wagon for his motorcycle? Can they hook that trailer up to one of the Harley's? Those are the questions one must ask...

The fascination with big bridges ended when Border Patrol stations started cropping up. This check point was an interstate closer! All lanes merged into a single lane, both directions, in order to get through this station. Good job protecting our borders!

Welcome to New Mexico! The land of enchantment. The destination for tonight Deming, New Mexico. Shower, dinner, laundry - the order of the evening (and not necessarily in that order). The total miles ridden today - 110 miles. Not very far, but most of the day was devoted to service on the bikes. Tomorrow the guys are heading for Tombstone, Arizona to tour the old town. They are very excited about their upcoming destination.

Day 12 - Big Bend National Park to El Paso, Texas

2010-06-14T21:37:00.001-07:00

Is that anyway to treat a brand new motorcycle? Lucky for Mike he purchased the Ultra Classic Amphibious Harley Davidson model.
The quartet toured the 90 mile loop in Big Bend National Park. This mountain formation is called Mule Horn Mountain. Have you ever seen horns on a mule?

Fred and Ron were so excited to reach Santa Elena Canyon. Within the canyon is the Rio Grande River basin.

The cliff walls of the Santa Elena Canyon rise vertically almost 1,000 feet. That's Mike in the foreground of the canyon walls. Kind of makes him look shorter than usual...doesn't it?

Mike, Stu and Fred in front of the Rio Grande River. The mountains on the left side of the photo are in Mexico. To the right of the river, Texas. This was their view on the way out of the Big Bend National Park.

After leaving the national park the guys rode westbound approximately 60 miles along border road Texas State Route 107. They camp upon the Big Bend Ranch State Park.

They reached the Study Butte Store where they finally had cellular telephone service.

Mike and Fred take a break at the Study Butte Store.

Wild horses in Big Bend Ranch State Park. Behind the waterway line is Mexico, the horses are in Texas! The terrain is becoming desert like with long desolate stretches. The weather continues to be very hot. Having reached El Paso, Texas the motorcycles will go into a local Harley Davidson dealer for routine service. The quadruplets have traveled 408 miles today. Now the boys are several days ahead of schedule.

Day 11 - San Antonio, Texas to Big Bend National Park

2010-06-14T08:09:00.000-07:00

The fellas departed San Antonio, Texas heading westerly bound towards Big Bend National Park. This view is of the Pecos River.
Stu, Mike and Fred at the edge of a large bridge that crosses the Pecos River.
Along their route today they encountered many Immigration Check Points. These Check Points are run by U.S. Border Patrol Officers. The guys reported that when you enter these check points an officer looks you right in the eye as they are asking, "Are you a United States citizen?" If you answer, "yes", you're waved on your way.

A female Border Patrol Officer with her dog. Yes, it's a dog...not a coyote.

Stu, Mike, Ron and Fred reach their destination for the day, Big Bend National Park.

Home sweet home, the Chisos Mountain Lodge located within the Big Bend National Park. Nothing fancy, but it was clean, had decent beds and air conditioning. The total miles traveled by the guys today - 412 miles.

A beautiful sunset visible in the notch of the mountains which is called, The Window.

Day ten - Beaumont, Texas to San Antonio, Texas

2010-06-13T09:22:00.000-07:00

Fred made a slight alteration in the route in order to swing by Buda, Texas. Buda is home to Ron's sister Karen and her family. Here the quartet visit with Jim, Karen and youngest daughter Bonnie. They refreshed themselves with some ice cold beverages and snacks that Karen graciously provided. A good time was had by all!
Remember the Alamo! Fred, Ron, Stu and Mike pose outside the Texas State shrine the Alamo chapel. The boys learned that in 1836 a battle ensued between the Texan revolutionaries and the Mexican military. Approximately 186 Texans, led by James Bowie and William B. Travis, tried to hold off a 2,500 member Mexican military force sent by Mexican President General Santa Ana. Those numbers don't make very good odds for a Texan victory. While it is estimated that 400 - 600 of the Mexican army were killed all of those Texans lost their lives in the battle of the Alamo.

After spending 10 days on those motorcycles it felt good to get cleaned up and head out for a little foot transportation. The guys enjoyed walking to the Alamo and along the Riverwalk in San Antonio. Looks like Stu attempted to dump Fred into the water! It has been hot, hot, hot for the guys while down south. Fred's smiling as if that water's going to feel mighty good. Hang tough Fred!

Hmmm....looks like Stu is getting a little talking to about his behavior by the law. No harm, no foul, he's simply hamming it up here for the camera.

A relaxing dinner at Morton's Steakhouse then back to the hotel which overlooked the Riverwalk. Total mileage ridden today: 333 miles.

Day 9 - St. Charles, LA to Beaumont, Texas

2010-06-12T05:30:00.001-07:00

Knowing there was a serious mechanical problem with Mike's motorcycle the guys found a nearby Harley Davidson dealership in St. Charles, Louisiana. By the time the guys arrived the dealership was closed for the day. The neighborhood looked a little sketchy. He left the bike hoping it would still be there the next morning for repairs. The following morning the guys were back at the dealership when it opened, the bike was still there. Mike anticipated good news for a quick repair.
Upon inspection the broken down vehicle was found to have an excessive amount of metal in the crank case. Bad news. What to do, what to do? When suddenly Mike cried, "Eureka!" Just like Christmas morning he saw a beautiful, shiny, brand new Ultra Classic. Right there on the showroom floor, the answer to his dilemma. An afternoon of telephone calls, paper and a little mechanical work the boys knew they would soon be on their way. Mike arranged for his old bike to be transported back home to New York. That shiny, new bike was going to continue on to seek the next 3 corners.

Mike on the new bike! The group was back on the road headed for Texas.

Ron, Stu, Mike and Fred outside the Harley Davidson of Lake Charles dealership. Owners Bill, Nina and Billy took great care of the fellas. The boys were made to feel very welcome, treated with kindness and just couldn't say enough about what a pleasure it was to do business with Bill, Nina and Billy. Thank you!!

Welcome to Texas! The boys finally feel like they're getting somewhere.

Taking a break at a rest area in Texas. Since it was fairly late in the day the boys were hot, tired and hungry. Beaumont, Texas was the town they were staying in for the night. The total miles traveled today - 64 miles.

It is a well known fact that Ron turns the thermostat for the airconditioner very low. Look at poor Stu just trying to stay warm!

Day eight - New Orleans, LA to St. Charles, LA

2010-06-11T07:19:00.000-07:00

After fetching the bikes from the two story parking garage via elevator, the boys prepare to depart New Orleans. Here they are in front of the Hotel Monteleone in the French quarter.
Along their route they stopped in Port Fuchon, Louisiana to visit friends, Sue and Harris.
Harris treated the boys to lunch at his restaurant. Harris gave great insight into the effect the oil/gas spill was having on the sport and commercial fishing industry along the gulf coast. He also discussed the impact made on the transport business which he is involved in.

While down in the bayou the fella's witnessed a very sobering sight. This is just a small example of what they viewed. The three ships are supply vessels for oil rigs. Each oil rig has 8 - 10 ships that transport supplies to and from the platform. The ships are docked due to the BP oil rig explosion and the presidential moratorium on deep water drilling.

These are commercial fishing vessels docked, a direct result of the president's moratorium. Harris estimated there are probably 300,000 people unable to work due to the shut down of deep water drilling and it's impact on other area businesses.

Mike's bike suffers a serious breakdown. In a collaborative effort to get back on the road Mike, Ron and Fred work on the problem at hand. Stu documents the incident.

The problem is serious, Mike needs to be towed. Freddie's Moving and Hauling handles the job! Finding a nearby Harley Davidson dealership the boys end up in St. Charles, Louisiana. Mike's bike is at the dealership ready for repair in the morning.

Total mileage traveled today: 335 miles

Day 7 - Destin, Florida to New Orleans, Louisiana

2010-06-10T07:25:00.000-07:00

Prepared to leave Destin, Florida the guys pose outside David & Lori's condo complex.
Welcome to Alabama! Thinking they would never get out of the state of Florida this sign was a welcome sight. The group logged slightly over 1500 miles, and 3 1/2 days, of riding in the state of Florida.
The guys stopped in Mobile, Alabama to visit Battleship Memorial Park. Taking a little break they spent almost an hour walking around the park viewing the memorials.
The USS Alabama floats regally in the park.

Whew...some more miles and they were in Mississippi. Mike and Ron are gladly holding up this sign! It has been reported they passed numerous semi-trucks hauling the yellow oil absorbing devices towards the gulf coast. Semi's pulling trailers that were loaded with small boats were also en route towards the coastal areas. The boys surmised it was all towards the oil/gas clean up effort.

Louisiana, their final destination for day seven. The boys rode 276 miles today arriving in New Orleans for the night.

New Orleans, Nawlins, The Big Easy, no matter what you call it, says fun! Stu, Mike and Fred preparing to head down Bourbon Street. Ron's right behind 'cause he's taking the photo! Dinner at Brennans where Bananas Foster originated. The food was delicious but the waiter "copped a real 'tude." Service was lousy at best! My guess was they still had a ball!

Day 6 - Ft. Myer, FL to Destin, FL

2010-06-09T05:11:00.001-07:00

Breaking the 500 mile mark today, the guys' official mileage for day 6 - 527 miles. All ridden on nice two lane highway, no interstate. Kind of makes up for their "healing day" doesn't it? This is the Skyway Bridge spanning the Tampa Bay.
Fred negotiated a better rate in order to get a closer view of the Skyway Bridge. Let me see, seems there's only 3/4 of the group in this photo. Hmmm...Stu apparently boycotted the view.

Since the road was temporarily closed for construction, Ron makes good use of his time by catching a little rest.

David & Lori graciously offered the use of their condo while the boys put it down for the night in Destin, FL. David hooked them up with a great restaurant even buying a surprise round for them!

Fred, hard at work on tomorrow's route!

Day Five - Key West, FL to Fort Myers, FL

2010-06-07T20:19:00.000-07:00

And crawl they did! Those merry makers didn't get back into their hotel room until 3:30 a.m. Yes, A.M. Ron said, "we're dumber than hell!" No one is going to dispute that. Here's the view leaving Key West...a little later departure than the past days.
Nothing cures fatigue better than a visit to the old Alligator & Snake Farm. Why would anyone want to camp there, let alone eat ice cream in a place like that?

Crikey! He's a real beaut! So, not too much happened today. Total mileage for today was 295 miles. Mike proclaimed today a, "healing day." They're having a great time.

Day 4 - Sanford, FL to Key West, FL

2010-06-07T20:03:00.000-07:00

Frank Konigseder of Liberty Coach, Inc., took the 4 guys to Charlie's Bar & Grill, in Stuart, for lunch. They enjoyed taking a little break at Liberty Coach's facility in Stuart, Florida, as well as Frank's company!
It has been said, if you ride a Harley long enough you'll either get rained on or break down. Today Fred endured the latter of the two scenarios. When exiting a toll booth the inner shift linkage fell off the bike! The guys pulled a classic NASCAR pit crew repair. In no time at all they were all back on the road.

Congratulations! The first official corner! Here they are: Fred, Mike, Ron and Stu at the southernmost point in the continental United States of America. Key West, Florida. Total miles ridden today - 440 miles.Sunset at Mallory Square. Do you think they saw the green flash?

The fellas found an Italian restaurant for dinner. By some strange twist of fate there was a big, fat Italian wedding taking place in the same restaurant. Before dinner was over this band of merry men wound up smack dab in the middle of the celebration. They were even invited for wedding cake! Then they headed into town for the Duval crawl.

Day 3 - Charleston, SC to Sanford, FL

2010-06-05T20:35:00.000-07:00

The 4 Corners quadruplets left Charleston, South Carolina around 8:00 a.m. on the third day of their trip. Shortly thereafter they stopped at Memorial Park to view the Vietnam Memorial and aircraft carrier the USS Yorktown.

After crossing the state line into Georgia the group took a break at a rest area. Georgia might be on their minds; but, they are on ours.

Does it count if some of the miles logged on this trip are on a ferry boat, not a bike? They wait in line at St. Johns River Ferry to board the water craft.

While in St. Augustine, Florida they visited the Fountain of Youth. They bought the tourist trap line, "just a sip of water from the well will turn back the hands of time." Right now they all think they're back in their mid 20's.

Daytona Beach, Florida!

The guys rode those motorcycle right on the white sand at Daytona Beach!

Dinner at Hooters in Daytona, Florida (they went there just for the wings). Cheers! Here's to 415 miles and day 3 in the record book.

Following dinner the men went a short distance to Sanford, Florida where they stopped for the night. Ron and Stu worked on laundry, Mike forwarded photos for this blog and Fred went to visit his sister that lives in Sanford. I wonder why there aren't any photos of the boys using the washer and dryer...

Day Two! Nagshead, NC - Charleston, SC

2010-06-04T20:11:00.000-07:00

The gentleman seated in the middle of the group is Phillip. He and his wife Tina, not pictured, are visiting from England. They have a daughter living here in the U.S. Every year they come to visit her then stay on for an extended vacation traveling about before returning home. The 4 Corner men met Phillip in the restaurant of the hotel where they stayed. In his younger days Phillip had a motorbike and was an avid rider. He was very interested in the details of the 4 Corners adventure. It has been reported that Phillip is indeed a very, very nice gentleman. Stu gave him a brand new Harley Davidson ball cap to commemorate their meeting.

Well, this proves at least one of them made it to Nagshead, North Carolina. That's Ron's bike! He said today was fairly uneventful. The guys were up early, had breakfast and were on the road by 8:00 a.m. The highlight of Ron's day was another huge bridge. Hmmm...guess they don't have many of them in Indiana. With only a one hour break for lunch they were back on their iron horses heading south. Weather report; the sun is strong and it's blistering hot.

Further evidence suggests there are bridges. See the sign? I wonder if Mike finished his picture. Hehe...get it? Draw bridge....

7:00 p.m.; having traveled a total of 415 miles for the day they stop for the night in Charleston, South Carolina. The evening agenda, a hot shower, dinner, then bed. It was a good, safe day!

Gracious Gals, Lucky Guys

2010-06-04T05:10:00.000-07:00

Jill & Stu

Pat & Fred

Mike & Pam

Ron & Bonnie

4 Guys Ride the 4 Corners; what the heck is that? Just in case you're wondering I'll explain.

4 Guys = Stu, Ron, Mike and Fred.

4 Corners = the four farthest corners of the United States.

The plan, to ride the entire perimter of the United States, and reach those farthest four corners in eight weeks. Motorcycles being the mode of transportation!

While others claim they have done this ride in very short amounts of time, I can assure you they didn't have a very good experience, or see anything they will ever be able to remember. The 4 Guys have blocked this eight weeks out of their summer to make this trip in a reasonable amount of time in order to do a little sight seeing along the way. But, it's not always going to be a fun trip. Imagine crawling onto that bike when you're dog tired, it's raining cats and dogs, hotter than blue blazes, you miss home or you're just plain irritated with the company! Sure, the largest majority of the time the rolling fraternity is going to have a ball; but, they need to be ever vigilant looking out for each other in order to be safe on the road. So it's going to be lots of work.

Has it been mentioned anywhere so far how wonderful their wives must be? For two months they've been left behind to mind the store, mind the mountains, mind the house and mind the farm. Those are some strong women and some awfully lucky guys.

The First Official Day

2010-06-03T20:53:00.000-07:00

June 3! The first official day of our 4 Corners ride! An idea that was born a little over 2 years ago, Stu's brain child. Stu, along with his band of merry men, Ron, Mike and Fred have been talking about this ride for a little over two years. One night over cocktails, imagine that, one of the wives asked, "well, when are you going to just do it instead of talk about it?" The rest they say...

Ron left his home in Sunman, Indiana on June 1, accompanied by his good friend Ken (Rising Sun, Indiana). Their destination - Chesapeake City, Maryland. Along the way they met up with Stu, in Winchester, Virginia. Stu who lives in Bradley, South Carolina was riding solo. The trio decided to spend the night in Winchester.

Upon their arrival in Chesapeake City the boys stopped by the Harley Davidson dealer to visit long time pal Steve Ramsey.

Fred from Canal Fulton, Ohio and Mike who resides in Bemus Point, New York departed for Chesapeake City on June 2. This pair met up with Ron, Stu and Ken in Chesapeake City.

Always part of the group and great friends, Robert & Joan D., organized a farewell send off for the 4 guys. This included generous hospitality, drinks, dinner, and (probably) more drinks. Everyone had a great time. It has been reported that some might have even gotten "inked" to commemorate the evening.

The 4 guys departed Chesapeake City at the crack of 9:00 a.m., while Ken headed back to the Hoosier state. Ron spoke on behalf of the other saying the coolest part of the first day's ride was the ride across the Chesapeake Bay. They traveled on a 17 mile bridge that contained two identical mile and a half tunnels under the water. They marveled at the engineering required to build a bridge with tunnels that spans the body of water. Traffic flowed across the bridge and into the tunnels while allowing large ships and other watercraft to sail along the water right over the tunnels.

A hot shower, meal and clean hotel awaited the men at the end of their first full day of riding. Nags Head, North Carolina is where they are spending their first official night of the trip. Enjoy the journey; be safe my friends.