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Open the planner →318 curves in 11 miles. The most photographed motorcycle road in America for a reason. Best ridden mid-week, early morning, before the cruisers and the photographers show up.
The Dragon's quieter cousin. Higher elevation, longer sweepers, fewer cars. Pair it with the Dragon for a 100-mile loop through the Smokies that nobody on a sportbike forgets.
The longest scenic road in the US. Ridge-line riding, no commercial traffic, 45 mph speed limit that you'll keep because the views demand it. Plan for 2-3 days end-to-end with overnights along the way.
The Carmel-to-San-Simeon stretch of CA-1. Cliffs on one side, Pacific on the other, and the kind of corners that reward a good throttle hand. Check for closures — landslides have a vote on this road.
Switchbacks above 10,000 ft on the way into Yellowstone's northeast entrance. Open roughly Memorial Day to mid-October — snow doesn't care about your trip plans. Bring layers.
Glacier National Park's spine. Vehicle-length limit (21 ft) keeps it bike-friendly and RV-free. Logan Pass at the top is worth a stop even if you never stop for anything.
US-550 between Silverton and Ouray. No guardrails, three 11k-ft passes, and corners that want your full attention. Short, intense, unforgettable. Save it for a clear day.
FM 335, 336, and 337 in the Texas Hill Country. The closest thing the Plains have to mountain riding — fast sweepers, low-speed bends, and almost no cell signal. Fuel up in Medina before you start.
Zion's switchbacks, Bryce's hoodoos, and Scenic Byway 12's Hogsback — a knife-edge ridge with thousand-foot drops on both sides — before the slickrock country around Moab. Three nights, five parks. Ride it April-May or September-October; summer is for people who enjoy 105°F in a jacket.
Vermont's Route 100 through the Greens, the Kancamagus over the Whites, then down the Maine coast to Acadia. Late September through mid-October this is the best riding on the continent — book the overnights early, everyone else knows it too.
FM-170 hugs the Rio Grande through canyon country — the Big Hill grade tops 15 percent. Overnight in Terlingua ghost town, then through Big Bend National Park to Marathon. West Texas empty in the best way; fuel up when you can, not when you need to.
105 miles along the Blue Ridge crest through Shenandoah — 75 overlooks, a 35 mph limit, and black bears with right of way. The northern extension of the Parkway ride. Buy the park pass, take the whole day.
AR-23 through the Ozark National Forest — the section riders mean when they say the Pig Trail. Tight, tree-tunneled, and over too soon, so keep going north to Eureka Springs where the Victorian streets are their own switchbacks.
The overhanging-cliff shot every Northeast rider has in their camera roll. NY-97 hangs off the rock above the Delaware for three miles of stacked curves, then settles into river-road miles nobody talks about because they're still talking about the first three. Sunday mornings belong to bikes.
Harriman's parkway past seven named lakes, ending above the Hudson at the Bear Mountain Bridge. An hour from the George Washington Bridge — the closest thing the city has to a mountain road. Go weekday mornings, before the leaf-peepers wake up.
NY-23A climbs Kaaterskill Clove past the falls, then NY-214 threads Stony Clove Notch — walls close, sight lines short, pavement honest. Finish with diner coffee in Phoenicia and roll home through Woodstock. The Catskills' best miles hide in plain sight two hours from the city.
US-209 through the recreation area — commercial traffic banned, the Delaware on your right, unhurried miles to Milford. Pair it with Hawk's Nest across the river for the full day. Watch for deer at dusk. Seriously.
Cape Breton's coast-and-highlands loop. Atlantic on one side, fishing villages on the other, and twisty climbs through Cape Breton Highlands National Park in the middle. Two days minimum if you want to ride it instead of just complete it.
Lake Louise to Jasper through the Canadian Rockies. Glaciers, turquoise lakes, and mountain passes that don't look real even when you're standing in them. Fuel is sparse — top up at Saskatchewan River Crossing or you'll find out the hard way.
The old Mex-40 free road from Durango toward Mazatlán — "the Devil's Backbone." Take the libre, not the cuota toll. Switchbacks, ridges, sheer drops, and the kind of quiet that the toll-road bypass left behind. Daylight only.
High-altitude Himalayan crossing — passes above 17,000 ft, four of them. Open roughly June to September. Acclimatize, ride in groups, and treat the weather forecast as scripture. The reference Indian moto trip for a reason.
Shimla → Kinnaur → Spiti → Manali. Cold-desert valley riding, monasteries clinging to cliffs, and roads that occasionally remember they're roads. Less crowded than Manali-Leh, just as serious. Plan for 7-10 days.
The classic Western Ghats weekend ride. Skip the expressway — take the old highway through Khandala for the ghat sections, the chai stalls, and the monsoon waterfalls. Best ridden June-September if you don't mind the rain.
Forty numbered hairpins from the Aliyar dam into tea-estate country. Lion-tailed macaques at the viewpoints, mist over the reservoir, and a road surface that mostly holds up. The estate bus drivers know every bend by number; you'll learn them the same way.
Seventy numbered hairpins up a mountain the old Tamil poets said was guarded by a spirit who turns back the unserious. The road keeps folding either way. Empty on weekday mornings; the viewpoint at the top earns the climb.
The NH85 climb from the Periyar valley into tea country. Roadside waterfalls in the monsoon, sweepers that tighten with altitude, chai stalls exactly where you want them. Leave Kochi at dawn, breakfast in Munnar.
Bangalore's sunrise ritual. An hour from the city, then a stacked run of hairpins to the old fort at the top. Ride up in the dark with a hundred other headlights, watch the sunrise, descend to breakfast dosas at the base.
