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Tankhead
Posted on Monday, May 14, 2007 - 07:07 pm:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post    Move Post (Custodian/Admin Only) Ban Poster IP (Custodian/Admin only)

Well here are some pics I took from my little jaunt down jersey, hittin' it bayside biznatch.  Please keep this post a secret..........Well, the reason is I encountered a UFO.....and got a pic of it, but like I said keep this very secret.  Don't shoot the messenger on this one.  I was very freaked out by this.....Overall it was a great day, very windy, chilly, full leathers but with summer riding gloves on, Cortech GX Air.  As I type this my fingers are still frigid.
I drove up route 40 a little past 8:00 this morning.  Stopped and visited with a great friend for awhile, some coffee and he even took the Buell for a ride.  I then headed west to the Maurice river.  I used to kayak there, I would dump the kayak in and head against the flow of the river for one hour and then it would take me aobut a half an hour to get back. Though at this point of the trip I just didn't feel like taking pics. Parvins State Park and Thundergust.  I used to mountain bike and road cycle alot in that area.  Memories.  Well after heading west again I just started hitting random roads based on how they looked.  I was very suprised that alot of the farming roads are in good condition and some of them even have a couple of risers and some posted 25 mph turns.  Imagine that in down Jersey.  The next thing I know I found route 77.  I knew that I was close to a Harley Davidson Dealer and I was really hoping that they were open to score a third bag.  But they were not open, as expected.  But they did have a Super TT and a Uly there.  Here is a couple pics of the shop notice the white superTT in the window, also notice the artistic way the author is showing himself in the pic with the beautiful sky representing.  Pure Genius




After that I headed South West.  I noticed signs for Jericho, never knew there was a town called Jericho, but it was beautiful.  The roads had dense trees in areas and then would opened up to large farms for miles.  I had to stop for a couple of shots of these cows.  They looked very interested in me.  All twenty of them, baby cows, mommy cows, and daddy cows all facing me with the same interested look on their faces.  I started laughing in my helmet..........And then, of course, I let out a big........MOOOOOOOOOO!  Of course!  And headed foward to new uncharted lands.....Ok maybe just somemore farms..


Hey Bart, what do you think that thing is?.......I don't know Guss, but it sure is scary looking....You think it is an alien.....



Well I finally made it to the bay.  Salem was to the right of me.  I did not take a pic of the power plant, (nuclear) cooling tower.....Across from me was Delaware, ya know the state,and some BIG BOaT BarGes.

That land mass is Delaware to the right.  Nice boat there buddy.


This was right at the water's edge.




Ok here is the secret shot of the UFO.  It scared the sh!t out of me when I came around the corner and it had landed on the ground near the water.

Are you ready? Don't be too scared...








Ok OK yes I tricked you.  It just so fun to do that.  This was on the lawn of a eatery called the Bait Box.  The hostess started laughing at me when I came in because she said I looked like an alien out there parking my bike.  Well I told her I did not ride the bike in I took the UFO and parked on the grass, she laughed even harder.  : D   She told me that it is part of an old ride from Wilwood.  OK.  Not a UFO, but still a very weird thing to have in your possesion.   I ate there, great onion soup, ceasar salad, broiled crab cakes.  And yes I had some french fries.  Alot of decaf coffee.


gobble gobble.  These guys really were not frightened by me and let me get pretty close to them.  Here are a few shots


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More to come.
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Tankhead
Posted on Monday, May 14, 2007 - 07:09 pm:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post    Move Post (Custodian/Admin Only) Ban Poster IP (Custodian/Admin only)

Ok, so now into Greenwich.  
There are some points of interest.  My table setting had a map of points of interest on it so I took it and put it in my tank bag to try and get some pics and describe them but the map sucked.  And then my reserve light came on so I did my best.  I did not post all of the pics but you get the idea.


There is a shot of a memorial for the settlers throwing a little tea burning shindig.  Maybe you have heard of that kind of party going on only in Boston but we apparently don't take to kindly to taxes here in jersey either.  Some very old historical houses and the like.  


This is an indian mortar.  I assume it is for grinding grains.  Notice the cutting marks on the rock.  That must have taken a long time.  Wonderfull history.





Then off to a cemetary where the first white child of settlers born in the late 1600's and was buried in the 1700's




Very haunting.  The back of the menu listed two of the ghost stories of the area.  One was of a hunter and his brother in the woods, they waited and waited for deer one early morning but none came around.  As they sat there they had a very bad feeling like they were being watched in the middle of the woods near the bay.  As they sat there the feeling got worse and worse, like impending doom feeling.  Then they started hearing footsteps, many footsteps, but could not see any one around them.  This was in the early am and not dark.  They climbed out of the tree stands and got the hell out of there. Apparently they were told that they were hunting on a indian burial ground.   Another story was of a house who was owned by two pirates.  They stored alot of their treasures on the bay....One got greedy and killed his partner.  He fell into a deep depression and finally commited suicide.  Since then, at the same house, over the years, there have been seven suicides.  Strange but true or so it is said.
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