Yesterday's little 117 mile ride into the mountains West of Harrisonburg made the whole trip and hauling the W650 to Virginia worthwhile. The road just kept climbing and getting more twisty until the sign announcing a 9 degree grade for the next 2 miles. I had to adjust my riding style on the fly, quite different techniques used between climbing and going down. Fortunately the Dubya has better brakes than the REB.
Once over the mountain I planned to take a road South that appeared to follow the valley, as I made my turn onto Sugar Grove Rd there was a little sign that said Navy Base. Navy base out here in the middle of the West "by God" Virginia mountains. As my mind scanned its fragmented database it hit me. Sugar Grove was a NSGA (or what used to be NSGA). It is now called Information Operations Command but us old CTs know what it still means. I though about stopping until I saw the young Marines on the gate. Yeah, that is all they would need is some old fart on a motorcycle asking question about a top security base. I would have probably found myself in the brig instead of the CPO club.
My ride just got better, from getting back over the mountains and riding East toward Staunton until I hit a little traffic just before getting back to my daughter's.
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