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Hi and Welcome from Oregon, tazairforce. I have to ask, what on earth is the West coast of middle GA. I have been to Georgia and although it has been many years, I could swear there is only an East coast in George. LOL Sounds like a great idea to take a trip to Australia, sell the Elio and then use the money for the trip. One word of advice, reserve your next Elio before you leave. LOL I agree Elio's time has come and I can also wait. I am using the time to save up the money to move to a higher "all in" bracket. I am half way to the increase to $500 and hope to do that when I see the Elio in Portland in July. Now that is something I can't wait for. LOL :-) Z
That. my friend is an 'Alabama' joke', they tell Ga. jokes over there. I will tell you the 'Rest of this story'. We have been ridin to Hamomd, La. for the last 5/6 years to our annual 'Hammond, La. Crawfish Boil', a Harley rider there put's up for the night. Have n said that, we try to get there in the least amount of time. The Void between West Ga. and LA., we call the void/Sea. There for we see Al./Miss.as the ocean between us and La. That seems to us as like an ocean we have to cross to get to Hammond. Thus the term 'West Coast of Ga'. Coined that phrase when we rode to Hammond several years ago.Hi and Welcome from Oregon, tazairforce. I have to ask, what on earth is the West coast of middle GA. I have been to Georgia and although it has been many years, I could swear there is only an East coast in George. LOL Sounds like a great idea to take a trip to Australia, sell the Elio and then use the money for the trip. One word of advice, reserve your next Elio before you leave. LOL I agree Elio's time has come and I can also wait. I am using the time to save up the money to move to a higher "all in" bracket. I am half way to the increase to $500 and hope to do that when I see the Elio in Portland in July. Now that is something I can't wait for. LOLZ
My sister and I experienced that on our way back from Yellowstone on one of the two lanes in southeastern Idaho. We noticed a strange black ball like deposit on the road and wondered what on earth it was. As we rounded a curve we found the source, a herd sheep being herded, by riderless horses, sheep dogs and Basque shepherds. They even had the old traditional covered sheep camp wagon with them. They were concerned about slowing us down but we were actually thrilled to come upon this unique experience and having the time to enjoy it. We had another experience in New Mexico but it was right along the interstate. We had been looking at petroglyphs and volcanic deposits all morning and I mentioned to my sister I was in the mood for some Indian Fry Bread. A short distance past that there was a hand lettered sign advertising Indian Fry Bread and Roast Mutton at the next exit. It was on one of the reservations and a couple had set up a camp trailer where the wife was making the Fry Bread and the husband was roasting the mutton over an oil can grill next to the trailer. It was an absolutely delicious lunch. In fact remembering it makes my mouth water. LOL -) ZI traveled a good many miles most of my working life, but my favorite places are right here in the US. Not the big cities and major attractions, but what I call "two-lane America", the places out here in flyover country that you'll totally miss from 30,000 feet. From your car, bike, or in the best of both worlds, next year in your Elio, you'll get a fresh perspective on this nation and its people. It's out there on the two-lane.
See a live concert at Red Rocks, attend a wine tasting in Fredericksburg, follow the elk in the high Rockies during the fall rut, trace the white water of the Snake River, or drive the historic Natchez Trace from Natchez to Nashville. Run the Blue Ridge Parkway, visit the "sugar sand" beaches of Western Florida. If you want to broaden your palate while you listen to the music of America, visit New Orleans - not just the Quarter, but the Garden District and the sleepy jazz clubs that are now returning to the lakeshore - try the outstanding cuisine, not just the big chain restaurants, but the places where the locals go - the gumbo, the creole, and the etouffee. Hit up Nashville, Austin, St. Louis, or Chicago to hear the music and taste the barbecue. Go to a VFW or Volunteer Fire Department baseball game on a summer night in any small town in America - just be sure you're at least thirty miles from an Interstate. Meet the locals, enjoy a cold drink from an iced-down washtub under the stands. This is a summer evening that hasn't changed for the past hundred years.
Every spring and fall there are a wealth of cultural festivals suitable for a short road trip within a few hours of where you live. Get off the main roads and visit our heritage; the sights, sounds, and smell of boudain and polish sausage, of cabrito and tandoori chicken, spanokopita and empanadas, prepared by the people who brought them to America. Taste the food, hear the language, immerse yourself in the culture for a few hours, and come away with a new appreciation for our somewhat mongrelized heritage. It's a big country out there and you can visit far-flung cultures with a simple road trip out where you turn off the Interstate and onto two-lane America. Go online and look for the spring festivals this weekend and plan a trip with friends or family.
Once you've experienced my two-lane America, you may not want to go home.
Nice write up Lil4X and I agree, 2 lane America is for those of us that can slow down and enjoy it. We all have stories to tell. Five weeks ago I was in Bandera, Tx. We three, from Ga. met one from Houston (recently from Newnan, Ga.), one rode down from Boulder, Co. One came up from Hammond, La. and rented two houses in Bandera (Cowboy Capital), made the Luckenbach stop, rode the 'Three Sisters' and others, eat at Coopers BBQ, had a GR8 time and returned home safe.I traveled a good many miles most of my working life, but my favorite places are right here in the US. Not the big cities and major attractions, but what I call "two-lane America", the places out here in flyover country that you'll totally miss from 30,000 feet. From your car, bike, or in the best of both worlds, next year in your Elio, you'll get a fresh perspective on this nation and its people. It's out there on the two-lane.
See a live concert at Red Rocks, attend a wine tasting in Fredericksburg, follow the elk in the high Rockies during the fall rut, trace the white water of the Snake River, or drive the historic Natchez Trace from Natchez to Nashville. Run the Blue Ridge Parkway, visit the "sugar sand" beaches of Western Florida. If you want to broaden your palate while you listen to the music of America, visit New Orleans - not just the Quarter, but the Garden District and the sleepy jazz clubs that are now returning to the lakeshore - try the outstanding cuisine, not just the big chain restaurants, but the places where the locals go - the gumbo, the creole, and the etouffee. Hit up Nashville, Austin, St. Louis, or Chicago to hear the music and taste the barbecue. Go to a VFW or Volunteer Fire Department baseball game on a summer night in any small town in America - just be sure you're at least thirty miles from an Interstate. Meet the locals, enjoy a cold drink from an iced-down washtub under the stands. This is a summer evening that hasn't changed for the past hundred years.
Every spring and fall there are a wealth of cultural festivals suitable for a short road trip within a few hours of where you live. Get off the main roads and visit our heritage; the sights, sounds, and smell of boudain and polish sausage, of cabrito and tandoori chicken, spanokopita and empanadas, prepared by the people who brought them to America. Taste the food, hear the language, immerse yourself in the culture for a few hours, and come away with a new appreciation for our somewhat mongrelized heritage. It's a big country out there and you can visit far-flung cultures with a simple road trip out where you turn off the Interstate and onto two-lane America. Go online and look for the spring festivals this weekend and plan a trip with friends or family.
Once you've experienced my two-lane America, you may not want to go home.
