Chopper Chicks in Zombietown

 Another day another antique motorcycle museum. This one was called Bill's Old Bike Barn in Bloomsburg PA. He has about 100 old bikes, but to drag in everyone else, he collected anything you can think of. Flat irons, hair dresser supplies, model trains, telephones, Elvis stuff (what self respecting museum would not have Elvis stuff?), dolls, antique dental stuff (chair and ceramic spittoon to boot), Hot Wheel cars, marine engines, fishing lures & poles, mouse traps, slot machines, and a full size 1939 bar (think drinking beer bar). Oh yeah and old motorcycle 'B' movie posters like Chopper Chicks In Zombietown" and "The Sidehackers" ("Hard Riders Mounted On Burning Steel with only their lethers between THEM and HELL").
And we found Bill working in the building down front selling Harley parts from a store front packed full of chrome, castings and leather. We told him about the 100 year old bike race and he was none too happy about those show-offs ruining perfectly good antiques by driving them across country. No love lost there..
My eyeballs were worn out by the vast amount of stuff he had collected over his lifetime. All for $5 admission.

 So out in the parking lot, Dick discovered he was down a quart of oil in his Gold Wing after having used none the whole 2 weeks he has been riding. We saw  it dripping from the oil filter so assumed the filter was loose, but no oil filter wrench, so there was a Honda dealer 10 miles away and they very nicely verified that the filter was indeed loose, tightened it up and sold Dick more oil. We found a tiny state road (Rt487) that went north for a long way and sure enough, it led us through more beautiful twisty roads and valleys and not much traffic. Like I said yesterday, Pennsylvania is really pretty if you find the little side roads going from nowhere to nowhere.
Coffee break at Towanda and then north on Rt220. When we got to the Susquehanna River, we opted out of the busy southern side and instead took a small road just over the river on the other side. This was pretty with some nice vistas of the river and valleys around it. It got busier as we approached the Endicott area and we decided to call it a day. Nice folks at the motel grilled us on the trip and we rode to a steak place for dinner and cold beer. Looks like tomorrow will be the last day and I got a text from my old roommate Skip and I'll stop over in NH to say hi before I head north. I'll leave all the old bike pics below.