Monthly Archive: June 2012
Snapshot: My Navigation System
While we are on the road, my habit of waking up at 0’dark-thirty doesn’t take a vacation. Instead it is during those quiet hours when I am the only one who is awake that...
Sights From the Road: Goats on the Roof
At this point, I think Kenny is just messing with me. When I followed the GPS and turned on Ridge Rd to head into the town of Helen, right there on the corner in...
Day 4: NC 209 With a Little Luck
North Carolina 209 has been dubbed “The Rattler” by locals. Now, if the image of a wiggly snake doesn’t get your motorcycle heart pumpin’ well, I just don’t know what would. I’d first read...
Day 4: We Had Georgia on Our Minds
On Monday night, after we’d rolled into a hotel in Franklin, North Carolina not an hour passed before the skies went dark and we watched the rain pelt our motorcycles parked outside of our...
Sights From the Road: Greatest Car in the Universe v4.0 – Mufflermobile
Okay, I know. I know, I know, I know. Every time that I see an amazing art car I go bananas and get all, “this is the greatest car in the universe!” But,… Muffler…...
Sights from the Road: The Cherokee Muffler Man
Kenny and I made a quick stop in Cherokee, NC to snap a photo of a gent we’d passed many moons ago but never stopped for. The Cherokee Muffler Man: Handsome, right? And look...
Day 3: Wheels Through Time Museum – Photo Gallery
Wheels Through Time The Museum that Runs Just a hop, skip and a jump off of the Blue Ridge Parkway in Maggie Valley, NC is an American treasure – the Wheels Through Time museum....
Day 3: The Highest Elevation on the Blue Ridge Parkway Motor Road
The Blue Ridge Parkway’s highest elevation sign is found at the Richard Balsam Overlook, Milepost 431. When we stopped to snap a quick photo, it occurred to me that we didn’t have many miles...
Day 3: Blue Ridge Parkway Pit Stop – Breakfast at Mount Mitchell
When I approached the Mount Mitchell State Park sign, it was like the wheels of my bike turned in to the entrance on their own. The past few times we’ve been on the southern...
Day 3: Riding Through Blue Ridge Parkway Tunnels
The Blue Ridge Parkway from around Little Switzerland to about Asheville is one of my favorite sections of the whole stretch. Aside from being a great ride, it offers some really beautiful views of...
Day 2: The Mile High Club at Grandfather Mountain
Some would say that putting the words “grandfather” and “mile high club” in the same sentence is the stuff that nightmares are made of. Normally, I would agree. But, not this time, Johnny! After...
Day 2: Detour to the Roanoke Muffler Man
Some time around midday I pulled us off of the BRP around Roanoke, Virginia. When we finally stopped at the first traffic light we’d seen all day, Kenny looked at me quizzically and slowly said,...
Day 2: Smooth Sailing on the Blue Ridge Parkway
Don’t you love that feeling of waking up in a place where you don’t live? That feeling of freedom, of being loose, of being able to wander? When I got up and looked out...
Day 1: Dipping Below the Mason-Dixon Line
During the night I’d been awakened by rain pouring down the gutter drainpipe outside. It sounded like a steam train was chugging by our bedroom window with big whooshes of wind tearing through the...
Southern Trip Stats – Y’all Come Back Now, Hear?
Last Saturday, Kenny and I rolled our Tigers out of the driveway and headed below the Mason-Dixon line without much of a plan. We had 2 definite items on the plate: I wanted to...
Postcards from the Road: Virginia is for Motorcycle Lovers! #LoveVa
Greetings from sunny Virginia. Apparently on the heels of their Virginia is for Lovers campaign of many years, the State of Virginia has adopted “Love is at the heart of every Virginia vacation.” With...
Postcards From The Road: Land of the Lost
Greetings from Dinosaurland! Whitepost, Va. Saturday June 2, 2012 Hi Y’all! Having a great time moseying around below the Mason-Dixon line. We’re makin’ some new friends along the way. When you see a T-Rex...
Dreams Do Come True: Visiting the Haines Shoe House
There is no rhyme or reason why some things take up residence in your imagination. For years now, I have had a hankering to visit the Haines Shoe House. Kenny and I passed it...