Mark's GL1500

<body topmargin=0 leftmargin=0 marginheight=0 marginwidth=0> <table cellpadding=0 cellspacing=0 border=0><tr> <td valign="top" rowspan="2" width=210 BGCOLOR="#99CC99" TEXT="#080000" bgproperties="fixed" background="0018dfc3.jpg"> <div> <B><IMG SRC="00ba0a00.gif" border=0 width="160" height="160" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></B></div> <div> <B>The legend lives on!</B></div> <div> <B>WOTI does it again!</B></div> <div> <B>Mark's GL1500</B></div> <div> <A HREF="id22.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Marks Border trip report"><B>Mark's Trip Report</B></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id25.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Marks Note to WOTI"><B>Mark's Note to WOTI</B></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id26.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Lee Barnetts Trip Report"><B>Lee Barnett's Trip Report</B></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id27.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Greg Denoyers Trip Report"><B>Greg Denoyer's Trip Report</B></A></div> <bR> </td> <td valign="top" colspan=2 height=82 style=" border-bottom: 1px solid #999980;" BGCOLOR="#CCCC99" TEXT="#080000" bgproperties="fixed" background="0028dfe1esnpes.jpg"> <div> <FONT SIZE="5" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" ><B>Main</B></FONT><B>     </B><B>|</B><B>     </B><A HREF="index.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Main"><B>home</B></A></div> <div> <A HREF="index.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Main">Main</A>   |   <A HREF="id3.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="About the GCMR">About the GCMR</A>   |   <A HREF="id6.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="GCMR6">GCMR-6</A>   |   <A HREF="id18.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="GCMR6 Attendees">GCMR-6 Attendees</A>   |   <A HREF="id29.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="GCMR7">GCMR-7</A>   |   <A HREF="id20.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Accommodations">Accommodations</A>   |   <A HREF="id19.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Directions">Directions</A>   |   <A HREF="id10.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Gallery">Gallery</A>   |   <B>Mark's GL1500</B>   |   <A HREF="id28.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Santas Run">Santa's Run</A>   |   <A HREF="id30.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Lennys 1500 FOR SALE">Lenny's 1500 - FOR SALE</A></div> <div> </div> </td> </tr><tr> <td valign="top" height=398 width="100%" colspan=2 BGCOLOR="#CCCC99" TEXT="#080000" bgproperties="fixed" background="0028dfc3.jpg"> <div> <I>Mark's GL1500</I></div> <div> <IMG SRC="05702f00.jpg" border=0 width="258" height="240" ALIGN="RIGHT" HSPACE="10" VSPACE="3">"The Bike" has found its way to its new home in Canada with Mark 'n Muffy!  I guess now it should be just about time for them to start listening for its name. ;-)))</div> <bR> <div> The first leg took the bike from San Antonio, TX to Anderson SC, thanks to George "Pappy" Mandry, our resident Texas Redneck and pinto bean chef par excellence, or at least par adequate.;-))  That was a decent long haul in its own right and we owe you our thanks for making the trip, George.   BTW, any photos and/or trip report available for that leg?</div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="0acf12c0.jpg" border=0 width="241" height="300" ALIGN="LEFT" HSPACE="10" VSPACE="3">The second leg had the bike chasing Lee Barnett and Greg Denoyer straight up from SC to Lebanon PA for a stopover at John Garner's Bald Eagle aerie.   Baldy's got the lie.....story all laid out on his own web site at <A HREF="http://jkgraphics.com/Eagle.htmlhttp://" TARGET="_top" TITLE="http://jkgraphics.com/Eagle.htmlhttp://">http://jkgraphics.com/Eagle.html</A> where you'll see some pics of what a couple of pooped-out WOTIers look like after that long drive up from SC.  After a good rest and a sip of energy or seven (something about Parrot Bay, whatever THAT is! ;-), our good buddies Lee 'n Greg were off north again, aiming for that spot of land between the United States and Russia.</div> <bR> <div> Having kept an ear to the ground, having touched base with some of my sources, but mostly having email'd Lee (seemed like the easy way in the end), I figured Paul "Furface" Hilliard had a good idea about meeting the guys at the border.   So, off I went to his hacienda around the benda  and said, "PAUL, WAKE UP !!!"  He almost wet the bed.   That was fun.   </div> <bR> <bR> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="09f77320.jpg" border=0 width="119" height="306" ALIGN="LEFT" HSPACE="10" VSPACE="3"><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" ><IMG SRC="09cdac00.jpg" border=0 width="218" height="192" ALIGN="RIGHT" HSPACE="10" VSPACE="3"></FONT>When he tired of chasing me around, "Furface" and I decided we were gonna run interference for those po' boys at the border ...  and see what kind of fun we could set up to have waiting for our posse when they arrived.   So, we and Furface's friend Cathy Lester along with her daughter "Baggypants" Robyn filled our guts and rode our butts over to the Cornwall ON-Akwesasne Reservation NY  border crossing, arriving there around 1:30 PM for the planned meet-up with our northbound buddies.   Mark was already there and patently waiting patiently with a fistful of paper to impress the customs folks on both sides!</div> <bR> <div> Along about Saturday-SHARP along comes the expected white pickup pulling a big ol' Gold Wing on most of a trailer.   Yep, most of a trailer.   With a wire harness dragging along beside the left wheel.   Once Lee and Greg and we said our Howdy's and Lee took a look at his trailer, he noticed he was one fender lighter than when he had left.   Greg, in the meantime, is trying to figure out where the wire harness belongs and hasn't yet noticed it belongs on a piece that just ain't there anymore!.   After several seconds of analysis, it was concluded beyond the shadow of a doubt that it was Greg's fault.   We're not sure how, but we all attested as to how it had to be Greg's fault because ...  well, because Lee carried a big stick and Greg didn't.   After an appropriate amount of finger-pointing and tsk-tsk'ing, someone wisely pointed out that, with all the driving and the waiting, it was high time to move from Meet 'n Greet to Meet 'n Eat.</div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="05e40a90.jpg" border=0 width="320" height="169" ALIGN="LEFT" HSPACE="10" VSPACE="3">But not before Lee 'n Greg 'n Mark headed for the customs offices - first to the U.S. office to complete the exporting of the bike, and then to the Canadian side to complete the importing of the bike.   (It just dawned on me that, during the time they were between offices, that bike was nowhere!)  With the paperwork accomplished in no great time at all, a lot less complicated than I expected because Mark was obviously very well prepared, it was time to gather round and decide on the next step.   Food!  </div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="05f40d50.jpg" border=0 width="320" height="213" ALIGN="RIGHT" HSPACE="10" VSPACE="3">But first ...  a word from our own Texas Redneck.   Now, it seemed obvious that Lee and TTR had been properly introduced at some point because they had developed their own secret langauge, but it sure had the rest of us wondering what they could possibly be saying.   So that's what Pappy sounds like, huh?  I mean...eh?  It was good to hear George was keeping an eye on these guys 'cause things were starting to fall apart ...  well, the trailer was, anyway.</div> <bR> <div> And off we went to the local Fifth Wheel and the Official Handing Over of the Keys Ceremony,  official enough that there's no way anyone's getting the keys back from Mark!  At this point, we all gathered round the buffet table, behind Greg so no one would get hurt.   (I'm sure it was probably just something from the salad bar but I could almost swear I saw something that looked like a donkey hoof go past his lips! )  On the whole, it was a nice choice for a place to eat, in good part because it was close and the buffet table was very bellyful.</div> <bR> <div> However, all good things must come to an end sooner or later and it was now time for Len 'n Paul 'n Cathy 'n "whatserface" ...  I mean Robyn ...  (I'm gonna pay for that, I think) ...  to move on home and let Mark and his motorcycle escort get to its ultimate destination.   So, it's Boots 'n Saddles for everyone 'til next time.</div> <bR> <div> Before I sign off, I want to highlight how Jack 'n Pappy 'n Lee 'n Greg 'n everyone who took part in the buying of this bike and its relay up to Canada exemplify the best that WOTI can bring out in each of us.   WOTI truly is a beautiful thing!</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <IMG SRC="060800b0.jpg" border=0 width="640" height="267" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="10" VSPACE="5"></div> <bR> <div> <I><IMG SRC="08d64330.jpg" border=0 width="100" height="51" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></I></div> </td> </tr></table></body>