Turn the page 1 : the history

A very long time ago, when I was still young at the age of about 20 to 30, I was a motorbiker. I first road a Suzuki GT750 twostroke "waterbak" (google that haha), then a Suzuki GSX1100, one of the very first superbikes, and lateron another one.

I grew up in a neighborhood with about 10 moped-riders and lateron motorbikers and we ofcourse made a lot of tours. However, except for some weekends, there was not a lot of interest to use the bike for holidays, so for real trips.

At a certain moment I decided to no longer wait for all those non-deciding persons. But to visit the newly founded Camping Moto in the French Hautes Alpes, just near Crest.

That camping turned out to be founded by a (ex) fellow citizen who had fallen in love with a French girl and had moved over there. Not having any job nor income he decided to create Camping Moto. For bikers only !

I had my holidays there many years in a row, and I loved every minute and every kilometer of them. With my GSX1100 I conquered the mountains, with up to 160 kmh, and I always won haha (and never lost ...).

Bob Seger and the Silver Bullit band : Turn the Page

After having returned to the camping it was always a good time at the bar. Bikers, bikers and more bikers, and all of them were always in a great mood. Then, every evening, (very) long after night had fallen, This Song introduced the moment to get to bed (*).

It represents quite a lot of what I have experienced in my life. And how I was, and (still ?) am ... (**). And that is why this song is here !

(*) After I was in my little tent it always took me about half an hour to stop hearing that saxofoon ...
(**) However, I stopped smoking in 1986 already.

Here you find an impression of the beautiful region of the river Drome. And here. If you ever happen to be there you should absolutely ride the SuperTrip that you find via the second link. You Will Never Ever Forget the impressions you will then have.

Then, "Some time ago", at a more recent moment, The Mind came up with the "warning reminder" that Life means Living, and that, for "quite some time" already, living was not living anymore actually. This has all to do with political, financial, mental and practical aspects of being an inhabitant of the Netherlands.

In the Netherlands about 40% of the people believe that they belong to the 2% of the rich people. And even more worse, they vote that way whether or not they really believe they are "rich" or are just acting or whatever.

Therefore it was "the upmost highest time" for a Real Change. That's how YesTrip and the OnTheRoad 4.0 were born.

The OnTheRoad 4.0 at a dutch weiland

May The Force Be With You ! and the tailwinds ...

Bob Seger and the Silver Bullet Band : Turn the Page

Here you can listen to the studio version and you find the lyrics below.

On a long and lonesome highway, east of Omaha
You can listen to the engine, moaning out his one-note song
You can think about the woman, or the girl you knew the night before

But your thoughts will soon be wanderin', the way they always do
When you're riding sixteen hours, and there's nothin' much to do
And you don't feel much like riding, you just wish the trip was through

Say here I am, on a road again
There I am, up on a stage
Here I go, playin' star again
There I go, turn the page

Well you walk into a restaurant, strung out from the road
And you feel the eyes upon you, as you're shakin' off the cold
You pretend it doesn't bother you, but you just want to explode

Most times you can't hear 'em talk, other times you can
All the same old clichés, "is that a woman or a man?"
And you always seem outnumbered, you don't dare make a stand

Here I am, on a road again
There I am, up on a stage
Here I go, playin' star again
There I go, turn the page

Out there in the spotlight, you're a million miles away
Every ounce of energy, you try to give away
As the sweat pours out your body, like the music that you play

Later in the evening, as you lie awake in bed
With the echoes from the amplifiers, ringin' in your head
You smoke the day's last cigarette, remembering what she said

Ah, here I am, on a road again
There I am, up on a stage
Here I go, playin' star again
There I go, turn the page

Ah, here I am, on a road again
There I am, up on a stage
Here I go, playin star again
There I go, there I go