Motorcycle Mojo – July 2019

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Story & Photos by Jeff Davison


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he route was just obscure enough that there was


not even a Welcome sign. But the Cajun accent that


greeted me at a roadside stand serving shrimp and


crawdads told me exactly where I was. Other clues


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house trailer and Linda Ronstadt’s “Blue Bayou” was playing


in my head. It was not on my itinerary to explore Louisiana,


but as I traversed its northern width, a siren song began calling


my V-strom 650 south toward New Orleans. The conversation


between the voices, murmuring into each ear from my shoul






ders, went like this:


“It’s a four-hour ride one way on the bike.”


“Yeah, but it’s a four-hour ride one way on the bike.”


And that settled it. Highway 71 led through small towns


like Montgomery and Colfax, as well as through the congestion


of Baton Rouge. Approaching “Nawlins,” I began to see moss


hanging from every tree and the highways became long, low


bridges that skimmed above the spillways and bayous below. I


checked into India House Hostel, where I found a comfortable bed


and, even more important, air conditioning. In the humidity of the


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to the French Quarter, where I enjoyed historic Jackson Square


and the bustling nightlife of Bourbon Street. Even on a weeknight,


the clubs were jumping and the buskers were hustling, and an


ambitious speaker of Creole convinced me that my boots needed


shining. In the downtown core, I rode past a small tent city of


homeless people taking shelter under a tangle of overpasses, then


past the sports dome where thousands had taken shelter during


Hurricane Katrina.


Ahead of the Storm


At 5:30 a.m., I was awakened by a roll of thunder and suddenly


remembered some of the guests discussing a tropical storm forecast


for the weekend. I decided to get up and on my way, hoping to


see a few more sights before I headed north and, hopefully, out


of the storm’s path. I arrived before the gates opened at Lafayette


Cemetery No.1 in the Garden District. The district is famous Remnants of Mardi Gras past hang in neighbourhood trees.


Jackson Square, site of the Louisiana

Purchase in 1803, was designed after

the famous 17th-century Place des

Vosges in Paris, France.
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