Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Track Oldies

When I was a kid my dad used to take me to the track to see car and motorcycle races and to this day I still love anything with speed.  My heart would race, my adrenalin would shoot up at the screaming sound of the late 60's and early 70's motorcycles.  It was an amazing feeling to be around all these privateers and their smoking 2-strokes machines.  I was born in Mozambique, we never had any major championship compete there, all racers were privates and races consisted of a plethora of different motorcycles.

Last year I attended an event at the New Jersey Motorsport Park and these are some of the motorcycles at the track.


My dad had a BSA before I was born, I never got to see it but have heard lots of stories about his adventures.


 




I have a large collection of diecast model cars and will be posting pictures of some of them on another post but a few years ago, just before my son left for college, we were cleaning his room and found a stash of toys.  In between all the toys there were a few diecast cars which I kept and a few plastic motorcycles.  I couldn't throw them away so now they sit on a shelf in my office.






Tuesday, January 20, 2015

Motorcycle art

Last year I attended a motorcycle event at the New Jersey Motorsport Park and while walking through the vendor area I came upon an artist in the middle of painting an image of a motorcycle.  What caught my attention was the canvas on the floor and him leaned over it.  As I  approached I also noticed he wasn't using a brush but some kind of stick and he seemed to be splattering paint on the canvas.


I stood there admiring his paintings and then when he paused I quickly grabbed the chance to ask him his name and about his technique.  His name is Makoto Endo and he was born in Niigata, Japan.
He worked as a graphic designer at an advertising agency in Tokyo and eventually moved to New York.  He not only paints motorcycles but also enjoys long rides on his motorcycle.

1947 Harley-Davidson knucklehead

1975 Ducati 900SS

Makoto paints with the canvas on the floor with a blanket to cushion his knees and pairs of chopsticks.  He splatters, sprinkles, drips and spreads paint on the canvas using various chopsticks and the result is amazing artwork.

1972 Kawasaki Z1

Want your motorcycle painted?  Makoto will paint it for you for between $1,500 to $2,500, all he needs is a photo and about a week.

Kenny Roberts 1981 Yamaha YZR500

 Makoto Endo

Tuesday, December 30, 2014

Happy New Year

The 2014 year end is upon us and a new year starts in a few days, it seems the year went by in a blink of an eye.   I managed to add five new states to my map, Alabama, Mississippi, Louisiana, Texas and Arkansas.  I have now ridden in 47 states and hope to add two more this year.



2014 started cold with lots of snow but by the fall I had experienced some of the best weather I could have hoped for.  In Texas I saw some of the most amazing sunsets I had ever experienced.



It's hard to believe that not too long ago everyone was concerned with the end of the world and all the computer problems the year 2000 would bring.   Some people were afraid to fly or use elevators, others stayed home just in case.  We are now almost 15 years past that point, time went by in a blink of an eye, we are all going to be 15 years older soon. This year my wife and I celebrated our 30th wedding anniversary, it has been an amazing adventure and I can only hope that in another 30 years we will be celebrating again.



It seems it was only yesterday when I rode my Yamaha XT250 home, now a little over 30 years later I'm riding a Yamaha XT1200Z Super Tenere.



I had a good 2014, good health, a good job and my photography business moving along.  My whole family is healthy, my son graduated college and my daughter is a senior in high school.   I can't complain about anything.  Yes, there were a few problems but those were just little annoyances in the daily grind of life.  If anything bothers me, I only have to look at this map to feel happy about life again.


2015 will be here soon, another year, another 365 days to live life and make the most of it.  We all get the exact same 365 days, the only difference is what we do with them.  I'm looking forward to 2015, there will be new people to meet, new places to visit and new adventures to make.




As we come to the end of 2014, I wish all my readers and friends a Happy New Year and may 2015 bring all your wishes and even longer motorcycle adventures.  I wish safe travels to all my friends on the road and may your return home be even better and more adventurous.

The Ferreira family wishes everyone a very Happy New Year


I will end 2014 with a quote by Victor Hugo, all you need is a dream and the will.





Friday, December 12, 2014

Summer

Winter has barely started and I'm already missing summer.  This was in south New Jersey in the Pinelands.



Monday, November 24, 2014

USS Texas

I have loved military equipment since I was a kid.   My dad had lots of WWII books and loved to build model airplanes from both world wars, I definitely got it from him.  I enjoy visiting military installations, museums and see military shows and if my route takes me near a museum I will go out of my way to visit.  The USS Texas was on my way north from Galveston and a visit had been in the cards for a while.
The USS Texas (BB-35) is a New York-class battleship. The ship was launched on 18 May 1912 and commissioned on 12 March 1914.  The ship celebrated 100 years recently.  It's an impressive battleship.  Wiki



Texas '​s main battery consisted of ten 14 inch/45 cal Mark 1 guns, which could fire 1,400 lb (640 kg) armor piercing shells to a range of 13 mi (21 km).  There are 5 turrets with two guns each.


The Texas was the first US battleship to mount anti-aircraft guns


Her secondary battery consisted of twenty-one 5 inch/51 cal (127 mm) guns mounted inside the ship



Everywhere you turn on this ship there's a gun.  Big guns, small guns, single barrel, dual barrel.








After walking all over on the outside including climbing to the highest accessible place I descended to the cavernous inside of the ship.  In contrast to the USS Alabama, which had cabins for the men, on the Texas it seems bunks were installed wherever there was empty space with men eating or working and sleeping in the same area.



One of the bakeries


It was getting late, I had spent too much time photographing and reading and now it was time to head north towards Dallas.  I leave the USS Texas and continue my way north not yet sure where I will stop.  It's about 265 miles to Dallas, about 4.5 hours.  I will ride until it gets dark and then find a motel for the night.




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