The decision is made. I'm going to head south and stay with the good weather. If I'm looking for a tropical storm front I'll stay closer to home in Florida and don't need to drive to Maine to see one. I've seen Maine in the rain so many times that I've lost count. Seeing Maine in the sun = 0. I suppose I probably would get lost if it wasn't raining, but I'm willing to let that wait for another time.
When I went to bed last night something kept bothering me about the name of the town, Newburgh, but I couldn't put my finger on it. Orange County led me to believe I was near Orange County Choppers. As it turns out, I could have walked to their shop and was within 2 minutes on the bike. If I would have realized that, they had Sunday hours and I could have stopped in. On the other hand, first thing in the morning suites me just fine.

Say what you will about these guys, they sure have built an empire for themselves. Looking through the window, the bikes are works of art, but I'll leave the ownership of one to somebody else. I wonder if they would look good with a Russell Daylong Seat? What surprises me is that a large number of their corporate bikes are in the showroom. Shouldn't they be in someone's office building somewhere?

The area around the Delaware Water Gap is always a pleasant ride and represents the border between Pennsylvania and New Jersey. The water gap is so named as it indicates a place where the river cuts through the mountains. This area is heavily wooded with tiny roads which can be paved or not. The Appalachian Trail is nearby. Old Mine Road cuts through the National Recreation Area. Tree covered roads are the norm with the downside being the slow posted speeds. In my national park stamp hunting days, this area was ripe with stamps. The only ones I care about now are postage stamps. 
 
At the I-80 end of the Delaware Water Gap I hop on the big road in search of a dealership open on Monday. It's time for an oil change and there are several dealers along the way. Koups in Harrisburg, PA is convenient and I'm sure they can make room for a simple oil change. No other Suzuki dealer has refused to do this when I was on a trip. If the service was something more involved, I would make an appointment.

Well, the service manager at Koups looks at me like I just asked to have an engine rebuilt. They're explanation was that the Ducatis they sell are all breaking down and they don't have the time. I wonder how Suzuki would feel about that. Either way, it's their right and I head down the road to Mechanicsburg, PA and West Shore Suzuki. The first thing I notice is that the showroom is wall-to-wall trophies. This is a dealership that is involved in the sport. They take me in right away and make me feel at home. The price for full-synthetic oil and filter is very reasonable and the service is quick. Time to head to Front Royal for the night.