Finally in the 12's !!!

John, whatever happened to the farm?

It's a mess. I finally got out of it. I'm still here but now the whole thing is rented out.

As you know, Fedzilla took 55% of it when my Dad died in 2000 (Death Tax). There went all the cattle, all the machinery, and virtually all of his life savings. I managed to kept enough equipment to run it, but that turned out to be an expensive hobby. Today I get a small rent check once a year and blow that on paint, taxes, building maintenance, gravel for the driveways, new fences, and taxes. (I said taxes twice. Minnesota loves taxes).

The family situation is still bad. Career criminal half-brother is a still a career criminal. Both he and my half sister are still pissed about the inheritance. She hasn't spoken to me since '03.

My mom is also pissed about the inheritance and hasn't spoken to me since 2004. Seriously, who leaves their ex-wife a 1,000 acre farm anyway? As much as I'd have liked to given her something, it has just never been possible. Any money that goes to her, immediately goes to my career criminal half-brother who in turn snorts it up his nose. He's in his 50's now and she's well into her 70's and she is still bailing him out of jail. Absolutely un-f'n-real...

That leaves my little brother. In '10 he found some tree stumps on his land where my loggers had accidentally cut down some of his trees in 2003. Five walnut trees were accidentally cut down, and aside from some nasty e-mails, he hasn't spoken to me in four years. We're talking maybe $2,000 worth of wood. The guy owns 5 million dollars worth of farmland and that's what he got worked up about. Go figure. He won't answer his door or his phone so paying him back has been pretty much impossible.

He was supposed to get married last August. At 3pm, with just two hours to go before the wedding, he called me and said it was off. Someone got cold feet and backed out. I think it was him. He's been on a really bad drug binge since then.

And people wonder why to ride my bikes out to the mountains and sleep under the trees. Lol!
 
It's a mess. I finally got out of it. I'm still here but now the whole thing is rented out.

As you know, Fedzilla took 55% of it when my Dad died in 2000 (Death Tax). There went all the cattle, all the machinery, and virtually all of his life savings. I managed to kept enough equipment to run it, but that turned out to be an expensive hobby. Today I get a small rent check once a year and blow that on paint, taxes, building maintenance, gravel for the driveways, new fences, and taxes. (I said taxes twice. Minnesota loves taxes).

The family situation is still bad. Career criminal half-brother is a still a career criminal. Both he and my half sister are still pissed about the inheritance. She hasn't spoken to me since '03.

My mom is also pissed about the inheritance and hasn't spoken to me since 2004. Seriously, who leaves their ex-wife a 1,000 acre farm anyway? As much as I'd have liked to given her something, it has just never been possible. Any money that goes to her, immediately goes to my career criminal half-brother who in turn snorts it up his nose. He's in his 50's now and she's well into her 70's and she is still bailing him out of jail. Absolutely un-f'n-real...

That leaves my little brother. In '10 he found some tree stumps on his land where my loggers had accidentally cut down some of his trees in 2003. Five walnut trees were accidentally cut down, and aside from some nasty e-mails, he hasn't spoken to me in four years. We're talking maybe $2,000 worth of wood. The guy owns 5 million dollars worth of farmland and that's what he got worked up about. Go figure. He won't answer his door or his phone so paying him back has been pretty much impossible.

He was supposed to get married last August. At 3pm, with just two hours to go before the wedding, he called me and said it was off. Someone got cold feet and backed out. I think it was him. He's been on a really bad drug binge since then.

And people wonder why to ride my bikes out to the mountains and sleep under the trees. Lol!

Hey, if it wasn't for families we would not have drama in our live's. You need to motorcycle this way sometime, or better yet come to Louisville. You know the way.
 
Sweet mo 'tard! I'll bet that's a blast to ride. I am definitely heading to upstate NY one day. I really wanna see Niagara Falls. Western Pennsylvania is on the to-see list as well.

I was seriously considering going mo-tard on my '09 DR650 but then I bought the Tiger. Now the DR650 is used mostly for gravel and gravel touring. With the five gallon tank, it's good for 265 miles before hitting reserve. Two years ago I accidentally rode it to Sturgis. Seriously. I had no idea Sturgis was going on when I left home. No one on my motorcycle forum had any idea either. I hit the Badlands, Devils Tower, Lead, Deadwood and a whole ton of gravel.

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BTW, South Dakota is an amazing state....if you get off I-90. Before leaving on this particular trip, my Harley friends warned me that there was only 4 places in the state to buy gas. They were very, very serious about that too. I crossed the state on gravel and found a gas station about every 40 miles. Lulz.

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Yeah it's pretty fun can out handle my buddies crotch rockets but they get me after 3rd gear lol. I hate riding with them because I have to shift 3 times for every time they shift once! I am prolly 4hrs away from Niagara Falls if you need to crash ever let me know! Your bike is alot more practical than mine lol and looks fun I don't even have a speedo on my bike and its kick start only lol.
 
Reading the pages makes me think of Forest Gump. "just went for a run one day" and well..... just kept going.
Cept on a bike.
 
I don't know who you are, but you're my hero!:bows:
A true road gypsy.
Live life, ride free - those are not supposed to be just words.
If you hate cars, sell the Marauder ;) Plenty of guys trying to buy one.

I can tell you enjoy his community, it's great. Please ride safe and share more great pictures as you connect to the interweb:burnout:

I appreciate the sentiment but I'm really not a hero. However I am a Gypsy 3 weeks out of the year. If you buy my farm, I'll be a Gypsy 50 weeks out of the year. ;)

Speaking of 'heroes', these two guys top my list.

http://www.bigdogadventures.com/

http://www.motosapiens.org/forum/index.php

This guy ^^^ rode a 2003 Sportster across Siberia a few years ago.

Back in '09 when I bought the Suzuki DR650, I was under the impression that motorcycles would only run for 2-3,000 miles and then they'd be toast. Why? Well over the years I'd seen about three dozen bikes with 2-3k miles on 'em rusting away in the back of hay barns on my friends farms. Their Dads used to ride but got married and stopped. Then the bikes got stashed away in the barns never to be seen again. I just assumed these bikes were worn out.

There are still a lot of people that still feel that way. My Harley friends think it's nuts to put 2,500 miles on in a year. I did that in November. With the right riding gear, it's not only possible, it's also incredibly easy and fun. Doo-rags, beards and cruiser face just don't cut it when it gets cold or wet.

Last years mileage by the numbers:

'09 Suzuki DR650 2,900 miles. (Bought new. Now has 25,000 miles)
'13 Triumph Tiger 800XC 15,980 Miles.
'96 Jeep Cherokee 800 miles.
'04 Mercury Marauder 0 miles.

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It's just real hard to stay pumped up about cars when the Mustangs are going for $50k, Vettes are $100k and muscle cars are out of this world.
 
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