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Many years since I was here On the street, I was passin’ my time away To the left and to the right Mountains towering to the sky, it’s outta sight Ridin’ in the dead of night Here I am, and at this rally with a fistful of dollars, and baby… you’d better believe I’m back, back in the New York groove I’m back, back in the New York groove I’m back, back in the New York groove…. For days an odd south to north tempest had been soaking the eastern part of the United States from the deep south into Canada. We had been down in Virginia, for a long-planned two days at VIR with CLASS, then Americade announced their late September dates for 2021. That being the case and not missing an Americade in 31 years (Yikes, that was scary to write), we booked a room at a new to us lodging in Warrensburg – The Bond 1786 – and after making our way home from the Virginia / North Carolina border in a steady and very hard downpour, we parked the bikes for a day and waited for the never-ending rain to cease and desist. Friday morning we woke to brilliant sun and puffy clouds if significantly chillier temperatures.
BACKROADS • NOVEMBER 2021
Shira surprised me when she asked if she could just ride pillion on my bike, but who would not want a sexy redhead holding on to them all weekend?! We left early and took the big roads north, making a very good time indeed. It’s amazing what you will find on the New York State Thruway – Bigfoot Hunters, all sorts of cars, and the men who do the incredibly tough job of New York State Trooper SCUBA Recovery. We were in Lake George strolling into the Tour Expo by 1 pm. Although not as big as past years, they still had several folks selling some great gear and some that were not all that rider-related, but were some of the things we bought – go figure. We ran into a few of our advertisers and a lot of friends and readers as well. We spent a few hours roaming around and then rode to Warrensburg, just a few miles north of the village, and found The Bond 1786. The place was fabulous, with the most gorgeous grounds. A cup of coffee and a book finished off the afternoon on the large outdoor porch. Early evening found us back in Lake George and meeting our off-road maven Tony Lisanti and friends for dinner at The Barnsider on Route 9, just south of the village and where we
