Here are some pictures from my trip
to Chattanooga, TN.
really great thing about his trip was that I rode the whole way. No
trailer for my bike. I crossed the Mississippi and rode down the
west side to avoid the worst of the traffic. Nice scenic ride. Then I
cut across through Tupalo, and ended up in Chattanooga, TN for the
trail of tears event.
picture is the starting lineup for the trail of tears event in
Chattanooga.. A rough estimate put the count at 92,000 bikes. Should
have heard the noise when we all started up. People sitting on the
guard rails said they vibrated so hard they had to stand up.
was an interesting find. One could consider a stealthy submarine while
shopping for a washer and dryer! No where but Tennessee could that
my time in Tennessee, I made my way north and east to the southern
entrance of the Smokies. I was gone three glorious weeks. Used my tent
most of the time. I found a cloth topped air mattress that is perfect
for camping. Slept like a baby. I hit hotel once in awhile to do
laundry and get a shower or if it was pouring rain.
baby set against the background of the Smokies!
Smokies and my sweet wide glide.
I rode almost the whole parkway and then cut through Ohio to visit a
cemetery where a distant grampa is buried. He served in General
Washington's army! Just learned of that a few years ago. Wouldn't you
know, just as I was coming into Ohio, it started to drop freezing
rain. Man, it felt like riding on ball bearings and it was getting
I parked under the cover of a drive in bank and
sat there wondering if it was going to let up so I could safely scout
a hotel. After about fifteen minutes it did stop long enough to bug
out for the nearest hotel. I didn't even do any price shopping I just
dived into the first one before it started raining again. Good thing
it started up while I was registering.
is an unbelievable find. In Maggie Valley, NC., there is a huge museum
with motorcycles galore! Didn't even know it was there. I was cruising
through town, watching for a place to gas and get lunch when I saw a
sign for the museum. Man what a find. This picture is of the silent gray
fellow from 1910!
its left is a spotless in line four cylinder Pierce with shaft drive.
to its left is an Apache!.
God it was a bit warmer the next day. I had some extra clothing but
nothing like what I needed so I hit a Shopko and got some more sweats.
It was way below normal temperatures the rest of the way home. I wore
my rain suit over top my leathers and stopped at a sporting goods
store to get some of those little packets you tear open to make heat.
That was enough to get me safely home, but it was sure a cold finish
to the ride of a lifetime.
and scarlet at the highest point on the blue ridge parkway!
Thanks, Mike B.