We left around 10:30AM with no real trip planned out. My brother really wanted to ride where we’ve never ridden before, and suggested out towards Alabama. We ended up taking 136 by Cloudland Canyon and just continued from there and ended up going through Fort Payne. We had a nice lunch at Shane’s Rib Shack in Rome before heading home. I ran off and left my little camera at work on Friday since I’ve been using it there, so unfortunately have no pictures from this ride. It was a great trip though that lasted over 6 hours and was about 210 miles long.
I left work today on my bike for the first time this year, and didn’t get to make but one turn before I realized that I was out of gas. I usually fill up if I start getting close to 200, because my reserve bar is usually flashing. On this tank I had quite a few more highway miles than I usually have, and for some reason the reserve bar didn’t flash any at all. It wasn’t a big deal even though it was 5 o’clock traffic. Chase circled around when he realized I ran out of gas, and helped me push it out of the road. We just pushed it from the red-light down the street next to the post office and into a parking lot. I called dad to bring me some gas, and it was funny, he knew the exact reason I was calling. I’m not going to push it any more to see the max I can get on a tank, because obviously to find out you have to run out. On a different note, I got 48.5 miles to the gallon.
One of the reasons people dislike, or maybe even want to not associate with the crowd that ride sport bikes, is because of their completely cocky attitudes. I’m sure not all of them are like that, my brother and I are great examples of not being, but I must admit that a lot of them are complete douchbags. I had one guy critique my front tire today, which royally ticked me off the more I thought about it. I ride for the fun of it. I ride for me. Not to push it to the limits just so my buddies can get a good laugh. This one guy is the exact reason I never want to meet up with any other local riders and go on a group ride. I’d rather just ride alone, with close friends, or w/ my brothers and dad.
I need to buy myself a riding jacket soon. I hate missing out on riding through the cooler months of the year, and I’ve got an old friend that has asked my brother and I to meet up and go riding a couple of times already since it’s cooled off out. I don’t know about brand, size, or anything yet, but I think I’m set on just a solid black full leather one if I can find it. I don’t really want one with bright colors or logos all over it. Just something nice fitting, warm, and best of all, protective.
Today we went for a bike ride that took us over to Cloudland Canyon State Park. I’ve been wanting to check it out but just haven’t made it over there yet. Unfortunately when we left the house at the start of the ride, I didn’t know we were going to stop there or else I would have taken my camera, but we had a great time checking it out for an hour or so. The sight of the canyon, along with the three waterfalls that we saw, is enough for us to try to go and spend an entire day there checking out everything that it has to offer.
A few pictures from my dad’s camera:
Huge field of sunflowers.
A few photos from this set
Motorcycle ride through the mountains to Tellico Plains for Father’s Day.
A few photos from this set
Here’s a few pics of what we did today. The temp being in the 90s was a killer, but having plenty to drink sure helped out. We rode up through the mountains to get there on our bikes, and even with the wind from riding, it was about too hot to enjoy the ride. I was hoping we could have left early while it was cooler, but my brother couldn’t pick up his bike from the shop til 9:30, and that ended up being 10:30 before he made it there to get it. The ride back home was much better though. We pretty much traded the heat for the bugs My helmet is covered, my shirt was covered and I’ll bet my bike is covered as well, lol.
Hope is a good thing—maybe the best thing, and no good thing ever dies. — , The Shawshank Redemption