That ribbon of asphault hugs the cliff face about 200 feet above the Delaware River.
A short but sweet set of curves well worth a few runs back and forth. Don't look too
closely at my "SweetMarie." She's still covered with road muck after riding 5 hours
through the rain. Why is it that people take pictures of her when she's not at her best?
Notice the snazzy graphics on the lower fairing and side panels. They extend to the tail.