tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post4552336420788563140..comments2023-12-11T03:32:58.722-05:00Comments on Twisted Roads By Jack Riepe: Chapter Three -- The BuRP Rally -- The Ride That Changed My LifeJack Riepehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07531160098262862027noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-89840832195803724262008-04-22T20:59:00.000-04:002008-04-22T20:59:00.000-04:00Sharon:You have to bear in mind that I was new to ...Sharon:<BR/><BR/>You have to bear in mind that I was new to twisties and can still pretty much take or leave them. You can always take the curves slower than 45 mph (which I recommend if you cannot see around them). I came close to whacking a deer once and a basset hound once on the BRP, but not on this trip. <BR/><BR/>There is always the threat that you will come around a curve and find a car stopped in the middle of the road, with two jerks offering a sandwich to a rare whitetail deer. (Whitetail deer are generally regarded as rats on stilts. They are as rare and as fascinating as zits.) Then again, I flew out of a tunnel on the BRP to find two assholes on bicycles, riding side-by-side, on a blind curve. <BR/><BR/>Twin screaming Fiamm horns are made for these tender moments. <BR/><BR/>The BRP is genuinely nicer that the twisting country roads that run parallel to it. Know why? There are no tractor trailers dancing over the yellow line on the BRP. <BR/><BR/>I have no doubt you'll do much better than I did.<BR/><BR/>JackJack Riepehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07531160098262862027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-34005786389371757822008-04-22T04:10:00.000-04:002008-04-22T04:10:00.000-04:00Jack, this has both excited me beyond description ...Jack, this has both excited me beyond description and terrified me at the same time. My solo trip to NC will now have your tales swimming around in my brain. The description of the roads had me on the edge of my seat. I'm looking forward to my own adventure. I think??Sojourner's Moto Taleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02235661849993752840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-74089595922046785312008-04-10T12:57:00.000-04:002008-04-10T12:57:00.000-04:00Nice Jack. When I lived in Manassas (about 30 mile...Nice Jack. When I lived in Manassas (about 30 miles East of Front Royal) I would purchase a year pass for the Skyline Drive. My wife and I (before daughter) would ride out early on a Sunday morning and get breakfast before dawn, when the park opens. Then we would ride the skyline drive. Getting on when it first opens means you are the lead vehicle, and not behind a Winnebago. After doing this several times in the span of a couple of months the rangers get to know you and the speed limit is not as strictly enforced. Talking to them at stations helps as well. while you can not approach hyperspeed, you can pick up the pace a bit without worry of tickets. I have seen bear, fox, bobcats, llamas and even a few wildebeasts on the side of the road. Oh and Turkeys in mating season when they do not care about getting out of the road because they are concentrating on getting laid!Johnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10464143046998262941noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-83997587271870810972008-04-09T17:53:00.000-04:002008-04-09T17:53:00.000-04:00I sure did miss something, didn't I?!I don't want ...I sure did miss something, didn't I?!<BR/><BR/>I don't want to miss the next one!MackBeemerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13192778310344466576noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-52304111887528678752008-04-08T16:21:00.000-04:002008-04-08T16:21:00.000-04:00Jack, you are a hoot! I am enjoying this somewhat ...Jack, you are a hoot! I am enjoying this somewhat embellished story. Brings back fond (except the fuse part) memories. Looking forward to more reading and when we get the chance another ride.<BR/>Have a marvelous day, WayneAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com