Well, another one is now in books as far as the NY, NJ, & PA thread is concerned; and boy was it the absolutely perfect day for it. The first five arrived at the Clinton Station Diner after braving the elements of 37 degrees and some heavy fog. After the morning sustenance, we rode to the Pilot Station up the street to top off the tanks and pick up another couple. That made five bikes with two pillions for the day. A little warm-up for the tires on the service road and some side streets and we were off and running north to catch some curves and color.
We had a little issue with some brain dead cagers in route, but they eventually turned off when we entered the good stuff. A spirited run down Lomerson Glen and onto CR 519 dropped us off at the scenic location of Mountain Lake in Warren County. Just it Lake Road fed us back to 519 and then up to Hope. We try to have a nice blend of scenery with twisties in order to keep the group together and at the top of Fredon Road we caught our first real glimpse of fall color on the horizon. A quick turn onto SR 94 gave us the treat of CR 614 and West End Road. Unfortunately, we were halted when we caught up to a group of American Iron that was directional challenged at the next few intersections which slightly impeded our progress. To be polite, we waited until we could take the opposite direction from the herd and returned back to our mission of “airing it out.”
Back onto CR 519 and across US 206 delivered us to Branchville and a quick dash up through country side to Deckertown Turnpike. Feeling a little hungry and needing a pit stop, we stopped at the Hainsville General Store for some vittles and snacks. This was a good time to kick back and enjoy the sunshine of the day. We agreed that a run up to Ellenville, NY was in order with a fuel stop on the way up. Some of the foliage in New York was just under peak on US 209, but we made it up the overlook just below where the hang gliders take off. The crew decided that an early dinner would be appropriate and we charted a course for Pub 517 in Green Township, NJ.
Utilizing all the best back roads at our disposal, we made it back into the Garden State and back onto CR 519. A momentary near miss on CR 610 that could have ended the day on a bad note was remedied with due caution and proper circumspection in the operation of our bikes as an elderly gentleman in his “grocery getter” tried to occupy the same space as us upon his ignoring a stop sign. As I pulled up alongside him and sounded my horn from the oncoming lane, he acted totally oblivious to my presence and continued to drive erratically in front of the rest of the group.
We survived that encounter and pulled up to the restaurant in short order without incident. Not having eaten since the diner that morning, we were indeed hungry and perused the menu looking for a good meal. Steak, lobster, clams, and snow crab seemed to fit our needs nicely. A fuel stop at the Shell Station down the street was required before we split up with most heading east on Interstate 80, while I continued down to Hackettstown, to RT 57, and then onto RT 31.