2000 Miles - Part Two
So, we made it to Suches. Mileage total so far, 1,200 miles.
I'm a little buzzed at the moment on Corona's so I make no guarantees as to my grammar or spelling, waiting for dinner. Yesterday was lots of riding in the rain, which kind of blew. At one point though, around dusk, the rain let up a little, we were on a road with long sweepers and the sky was pink, reflecting off the wet pavement, and it was beautiful.
We stopped in Pikeville, KY and stayed the night in a goofy old motel that was probably built in the 60's. Front office with mirrored walls and leather couches stinking of cigarette smoke. We got up early to get breakfast next door at a place with a great sign all lit up like Vegas.
The morning was chilly but right off the bat the iPod played an Edith Piaf song, riding through the Appilachians, and all was good. It was followed by The Frames and some Sixteen Horsepower and I couldn't even feel the chill. We saw all sorts of funny sights on the back roads through Tennessee and North Carolina like a pony in someone's front yard and three guys trying to break the bead on some huge tire that must have come off of some kind of huge earth moving equipment. Lots of yard sales and crazy stuff for sale. Jay nearly ran out of gas and we stopped at a tiny little gas station in the middle of nowhere that apparently has "hellacious" cheesburgers. We passed since we were still trying to make time.
This was after some great super twisty roads that were unfortunately wet, and covered in leaves. Wet leaves are terrible. They suck. A lot. Fortunately it stayed dry enought that I didn't have to put the Veruca Salt Blueberry suit back on that had to be worn all day yesterday.
People are talking and telling stories right now, so I'm loosing track of thoughts.
Ummmm... anyway.
We're waiting for food, we're drinking, telling stories, this is why I make this trip, even though this year is a little... um, awkward. Lots of laughing till your face hurts and lots of drinking and lots of completely fantastic roads.
Ok... more later... maybe I'll be more sober.
I'm a little buzzed at the moment on Corona's so I make no guarantees as to my grammar or spelling, waiting for dinner. Yesterday was lots of riding in the rain, which kind of blew. At one point though, around dusk, the rain let up a little, we were on a road with long sweepers and the sky was pink, reflecting off the wet pavement, and it was beautiful.
We stopped in Pikeville, KY and stayed the night in a goofy old motel that was probably built in the 60's. Front office with mirrored walls and leather couches stinking of cigarette smoke. We got up early to get breakfast next door at a place with a great sign all lit up like Vegas.
The morning was chilly but right off the bat the iPod played an Edith Piaf song, riding through the Appilachians, and all was good. It was followed by The Frames and some Sixteen Horsepower and I couldn't even feel the chill. We saw all sorts of funny sights on the back roads through Tennessee and North Carolina like a pony in someone's front yard and three guys trying to break the bead on some huge tire that must have come off of some kind of huge earth moving equipment. Lots of yard sales and crazy stuff for sale. Jay nearly ran out of gas and we stopped at a tiny little gas station in the middle of nowhere that apparently has "hellacious" cheesburgers. We passed since we were still trying to make time.
This was after some great super twisty roads that were unfortunately wet, and covered in leaves. Wet leaves are terrible. They suck. A lot. Fortunately it stayed dry enought that I didn't have to put the Veruca Salt Blueberry suit back on that had to be worn all day yesterday.
People are talking and telling stories right now, so I'm loosing track of thoughts.
Ummmm... anyway.
We're waiting for food, we're drinking, telling stories, this is why I make this trip, even though this year is a little... um, awkward. Lots of laughing till your face hurts and lots of drinking and lots of completely fantastic roads.
Ok... more later... maybe I'll be more sober.
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