Star Trek Fun & Tempting Fate

Miles today: 325.3 (3,611.6 so far)

Hours in the saddle: 6:22 (82:21 so far)

Wednesday we went to the Star Trek Set Tour for the original series. https://www.startrektour.com/ It was awesome. This place in Ticonderoga, NY is fully licensed by CBS and will start work on building the set for TNG. So, we’ll be back in 5 years to see that! 

Bird’s eye view of TOS set. 

Beam me up, Scotty! 

The transporter control panel. 



Julie not touching the transporter console. 



Jaron not touching an engineering console. 



A bridge console. 



The warp core! 







Jaron pondering what’s in the Jeffries’ tube. 



Sick bay. 





Apparently, the original data pads were just that wax paper toy you would write on. 



McCoy’s reminder of how barbaric medicine used to be. His nickname, Bones, was apparently short for Sawbones, the civil war era term for a doctor! 😲



McCoy’s lab with a tribble there on the right! And those spray bottles on the left had just been showcased at the world’s fair, so Gene Roddenberry decided to use them on this futuristic show. 

A TRICORDER!!!!



The bridge. 



Engage! 



With great privilege comes great responsibility. 







After that we started mailin’ it in and headed down the interstate towards home. This is a delayed post, so I don’t remember all of the nuances and tidbits for your reading pleasure. 

We set our sights on Allentown, PA and made it under an overcast sky and some rain. We decided to tempt fate and go to the same restaurant where 2 years ago, some asshole knocked both of our bikes over with their car, the gruesome details of which are captured here: https://ridinard.blogspot.com/2017/08/day-6-heading-home.html?m=1 His license plate came back as out of state and the Allentown PD dropped it. I called them like 4x for updates. And we never heard from the insurance company about them finding him and never got reimbursed. Ah well, it’s the price of fun as my dad says. 

The reason this event was significant is because, with both bikes in the shop in early August, we weren’t going to be able to ride the rest of the summer! Motorcycle repair shops are very overloaded and it takes forever for complicated things to be done. It’s nit like auto shops — everyone owns cars and they are a necessity and there is a lot of competition for that maintenance and repair work. So we got home super bummed out. As we were going to bed Jaron goes, the weather will be so nice tomorrow. Let’s go to the BMW dealership and test ride something just to be able to go for a ride tomorrow. I fell asleep telling him he was evil. And the next day we both bought BMWs. We had just paid off the broken bikes a week before the trip. The BMW dealership had a factory low bike for me. It got me in to BMW and other types of riding in addition to street cruisin’, so it was a significant event. 

It’s a good restaurant. It was funny, Jaron had Union Blvd in his GPS whereas Julie had Union St in hers, and as we turned on Union Blvd Jaron said the neighborhood was too nice to be right. The best restaurants are in shitty parts of town, eh? Union St it was. And when we got done with dinner, both bikes were still there and still standing up! (Although, it would have been ok if these bikes were knocked over because of the crash bars. Jaron made a good observation that bike & personal protective gear prevent a minor incident from ending the trip.)