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Shamrock Tour®: Harrisburg, Pennsylvania
An Uncommon Wealth of Fine Riding
Without warning, the clock radio fires a loathsome pop song wreathed in static across the room, piercing my harmonious dream state like a perfectly targeted broadhead arrow burying itself in a dusty hay bale. "Oh Britney, you're frighteningly 'Toxic' at 7:00 a.m." But thankfully the brilliant, blue sky and soothing breeze flowing through the open window quashes my groggy grumbling and spares the offending timepiece a second, unusually heavy-fisted jab at the snooze button.
Despite the rude awakening, I arise surprisingly motivated. The Holiday Inn Express in Harrisburg boasts a nice breakfast spread and I'm ready to do some riding. Having just completed a week of official "magazine guy" duties at the annual Americade rally in Lake George, New York, I'm happy to be away from the madding crowds and ready to enjoy some coveted alone time. While rallies are enjoyable, invigorating experiences, I have to admit that a good dose of central Pennsylvania's quiet back roads is just what the doctor ordered.
A Day Of Coal and Cattle
With cinnamon rolls and coffee downed, I fire up the Dyna Super Glide® and romp off into the light, Sunday morning traffic heading toward the Commonwealth's capital. At the broad, rocky Susquehanna River, I bear north on Route 22/322 and the city fades in the rear views. Peeling off on Route 443, I discover a great road for a morning ride. Smooth pavement and breezy curves lead me through long, wide valleys brimming with fields of corn and grass. The immature maize is barely out of the ground, but with Mother Nature's help, the stalks will soon stretch skyward, making this lane a winding asphalt furrow through an elephant-eye-high sea of green....
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