As Jack's voice was not available on the GPS I use Erika who promptly gets upset with me due to the enforced diversion - nice! |
I forgot to wave at Jack's sister when passing Lyndhurst but here is a library picture. |
I blinked and missed the Delaware Water Gap but here is the River Mosel instead taken from the rather well located service area. |
We encounter one of those mighty GSs on migration - we are near the MOA rally at last. |
First things first |
The awesome Puch Maxi moped - the sort of machine that people living in Horley would hanker after. |
I try in vain to purchase this for my front garden. |
A lemon of a combination. |
A nice honker |
Wunderlich go camping on a grand scale |
Nikos wonders why anyone would want to spend all night looking at the final drive of a GS in extreme discomfort (i.e. camping) |
This is more like it if one really has to camp |
Sat on the right - Jack R! |
Jack is a member of Mac Pac (an affiliated BMW club) and here is their gazebo where we were warmly welcomed like any long lost colonials would have been. |
Anyone for a BMW Test ride? |
WTF? |
WTF? |
Combinations are big and red in the USA |
The Holiday Inn Bloomsburg welcomes MOA participants |
The sun sets over PA |
Several cocktails later (made to Jack's exact specification) we launch into the appetisers |
Don't know if it appeals to Horley dwellers, but as a former Puch dealer in Lancashire, that Maxi is, in fact, a 'Free Spirit'. At least, that's what they called it over here. Differentiated by having rear suspension and big seats for (ahem) the larger American derriere, they were sold by the dozen through Sears Roebuck until the contract ended....then they off-loaded the balance onto the UK where, speaking personally, I also sold loads!!!!
ReplyDelete(Removes anorak and nerd hat and slinks away...)
Did you get any free copies of Jack R's book?
ReplyDeletegreta pics adn yor twist on all things menia should be appluded.
ReplyDeleteDear Sir:
ReplyDeleteI will write a longer post tomorrow... But at the moment I'm shooing a hurricane out of the kitchen.
Fondest regards,
Jack
Hell, boy! I'd sure like one of them pretty little things for MY front garden too - danged if I'd want that awful Michelin Balloon Man though.
ReplyDeleteDear Nikos:
ReplyDeleteThe stock picture of Lundhurst is a marked improvement over the downtown section of the US town of same name. Yet across Route 3, neighboring Rutherford (NJ) does have a nice little section that looks just like this.
Regarding our first meeting, I engaged a golf car to run me through the rally, while I searched for two distinctly European types. I was rounding the far corner when I heard a woman yell, "Hey Sexy."
Demanding the driver to stop, I stood up and waved my hat, to see your wife, "Electra," blowing me a kiss. (The battered) baby seal look must work at some range.) As you recall, we took shelter in the beer tent and made our introductions.
It was my intention to flip you the key to Fire Balls, and let you rup around the alley. I have no idea how this offer got lost in the conversation.
Fondest regards,
jack/reep
Twisted Roads
Congrats for making it there! This blond would have ended up in Mexico.
ReplyDeleteDear Affer, you always fail to amaze me - did you also sell Reliant Robins?
ReplyDeleteDear El D
1 free copy
Dear Roger
tks
Dear Big Dog
ReplyDeleteMy opening offer is 40 camels
Dear Jack
ReplyDeleteThe battered baby seal impersonation did not go unnoticed and everything you say is approximately correct except that you did offer me the keys to Fire Balls but the seat was too damned hot to sit on.
Dear Ulrika
ReplyDeleteI have always wanted to go to Mexico!