Rear rack for Alice

With Kat's help, I installed the rear rack on my bike. Was it quick and easy? No. Even though it was a matter of four bolts... Did I have to hack-saw through three of them? Yes. :( Like Carlos used to say, At the end of the day...the job is complete and I have somewhere to stow my crap other than the pillion.

Wet Airhawk

I have a really nice premium cover for Alice, but the Airhawk seat cushion still got wet. I rode with a small towel on top of it on my way to class. When I parked, I put the "CoolAss" cover on. I was worried it would be too big since it was made for the Majesty, but it fit great over the driver seat and the passenger pillion (with some extra room to tuck in). One saddlebag has all my rain gear and the other has my leather jacket. I'm carrying my helmet with me until noon and then I'll lock it to the bike...I just wanna make sure it doesn't get rained in!

Ride to (little) Stonehenge (aka Clonehenge)

This place was not difficult to get to.  My riding buddy Vince and I rode the twisty roads down to close near Munfordville.  As usual, we seen a lot of other bikes out, a lot of dead animals along the road, and even a couple cool things like a muddy river that was almost overflowed and an old Road Dog looking trike.


Roaddog made by William "Wild Bill" Gelbke.

Well anyway, we got there and checked the place out.  It was pretty cool.  It’s on someone’s private property, but they make it known it’s ok to pull into their driveway and park for a bit to go look.

Vince took this picture.  I forgot my dang camera so we only had our cell phones to work with.

Here’s Vince with his Burgman 650 Exec.

These are a few better pictures showing just the stonework.




I don’t know if it’s exactly to scale but I think the placement is right.  The center stone has a compass carved into it showing which direction is North, etc...  Here’s a pic of me standing on the center stone.

As you can see, the sun caused the picture to come out not-so-good.

Also we can’t forget the other great reason to come out this way…FOOD!  Unfortunately Big Bubba Buck’s Belly Bustin’ BBQ Bliss was closed on Sundays and we did not know.  We ended up eating at a Subway!

Yes, looks like neither of us was gonna go home and smack our mama’s…


We did meet and talk with some other riders at the Pilot where the Subway was.  They seemed alright but Vince did more talking than I did.  I was kinda hungry at that point and just wanted to get some grub. 

And what was the cool souvenir I took home?

My first rider-burn of the year!

It was a great ride.  We just basically headed straight for the barn down I-65 on the way home after eating at the Subway.

Here's Vince's video!!

Between the Drops on Friday

The second smaller Fleur went on the tail of my bike...

Between the Rains on Friday

Between the rains on Friday, I needed to take a quick ride, so I went to the Highlands and bought a couple Fleur di Lis at the Why Louisville shop...

The large red one went on my windshield.

Clonehenge, my next adventure…

Deep in the hills of Kentucky lies an ancient druid holy place that has been the site for many human sacrifices, naked fertility rituals, summonings and workings of other powerful magic. 

Ok, that’s all b*llsh*t, really it’s a scale model of Stonehenge just off Interstate 65 in Munfordville, Kentucky

It is known by some as “Clonehenge” which sounds kinda cute to me.  Anyways, I’ll probably be ancient myself (or more likely dead) before I can ever ride my bike up to the REAL Stonehenge and touch the mysterious monoliths, so when I heard about this place, I did a little research and discovered it’s just over yonder (like everything in Kentucky).  Really it’s a little over an hour away—one hour and eighteen minutes with the old trusty Google maps (or one hour and fifty minutes if you like to take the scenic route (along state roads and backroads).  Also, as an added bonus, I hear that “Big Bubba Bucks Belly Bustin BBQ Bliss” has some really good grub according to some folks…

“The folks are super friendly, and the BBQ is so super-duper-awesome that you will, in fact, slap yo mamma! ..."‎

“Just the smell from the big pig-shaped smokers outside alone is worth 3 stars.”

”this ain't no generic box of food...this is southern home cookin.”

”My favorite part was listening to the owner advertising her place on the cb radio to all the truckers passing by.”

(all stolen shamelessly from the interwebs).

I am going to make this trip on Sunday (best case scenario).  If not, I will have to run down south very soon and check both these out…

Like Christmas!!!!

The wind has been so bad it blew the covers of Molly & Alice multiple times. The creepy pothead from next door knocked on the door and when Kathy answered he said "Kella's (I'm disturbed he knows my name) cuv'r fer his motercickle was blown off 'n down the block so ah put 'er back on fer y'all!" Apparently he was looking for a reward or something. As I said, he's really one of those creepy guys you look at like he might have "child molester" written lightly on his forehead. So far he's not ended up in "Crime Times". Anyway, I decided to put the covers back on and then strap them down as good as I could so maybe they won't catch wind and flop around so damn much. Frustrating because now it'll take me extra time in the morning.

Painted Bridge with LSG

I rode for a bit with the LSG folks and Ralph led us past the Painted Bridge. I really like that route.