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The Nate Harrison Grade is about 50 miles north from my place.
Who is/was Nate Harrison you ask? Well, take a look at this link to learn more about this very cool ex-slave who lived in these parts a while back: NHinfoLink An important character in
The pavement ended about a mile in and I was left negotiating crumbling old asphalt, hard-packed dirt and light gravel; really, not too bad of a road at all.
I didn’t see any other vehicles on the grade as I moved higher, on toward
The road gave up any sense of rideability and quickly became muddy, then slushy, then icy, then snow-covered.
As the family watched me motor by, a little girl asked, “What are you doing, mister?” When I gasped that I was riding my motorcycle, she responded that maybe I should buy a snowmobile. Ah, from the mouths of babes…
I stopped alongside the road to check my bike (and my shorts) where I took a few minutes to make a little snowman.
At the 76 I turned left to see if the Hideout was open. I could have used a burger and a brew at the cool little biker bar. It was closed, so I took
Again, it was still chilly, so not many motorcyclists would be out and I saw no other vehicles.
I had the road to myself so I pushed it as much as I dared. The road was damp and muddy in some places but in overall good condition. I passed two other dual sport riders on big ol’ BMWs going the other way but no cars. I stayed on that road for more than 15 miles until it dumped me on to