Wanted to find a way from my Haus to the the Sourlands that didn’t involve driving or riding on Mountain Road, which is narrow and horrible, esp. with 780mm bars 🙂
Not so much on the the success front there, but spent some time tooling around the old Belle Mead Depot, which is on it’s way to becoming a big ‘ol ballfield and sporty expanse. And that’s great, but it comes at the expense of the older, weirder decayed no-man’s land that lay hidden back there, untrammeled by those unwilling to climb through a hole in the fence.
Sure, it’s got a murder-y, mercury poisoning vibe, but that’s part of the charm, right?