Another lovely ride with just enough S -Curves and twisty turns to feel challenged but not taxed.
Jimmy has been on his typical Jimmy rides (which is likened to the brand of Zorro as it always takes him three times as long to reach his destination) that I joked I was only seeing him in passing. This morning I captured him
After this special moment Tony and I rode off to find single lane roads and stickers. After encountering a deer who could not quite decide to go either left or right it decided to go left in front of Tony. We escaped danger which was fortunate. Tony kept asking if I wanted to lead and I kept declining. He persisted and I kept declining. I don’t think he knows the lengths of my tenacity.
We then took a lovely ride on the 3N and saw snow covered mountains off in the distance. So remarkable
Further along we stopped in one of many small towns. Each of these places triples as bar, grocery store, and gun shop. I’m not kidding (they also all sell bait) This one had a flea market (take note Rickina- Tony stops at flea markets 😄)
Inside the bar has $1 bill’s stapled to the walls (love it) so Tony and I added a buck
After Tony added a slim Jim to my tank bag – Off we went to Cecilville and stickers. Tony has taken this ride East earlier and met the owner of a bar/cafe/music venue/ gas station that also sells worms named Monkey. He was giving out stickers to motorcyclists so you know I was going to end up there
Monkey came out to greet us and hand my stickers to me personally- it’s the little things that count. He has a great set up there.
Tony then wanted to take pics at the smallest post office
Where he met a fellow motorcyclist who works for Apple (Tony works for Microsoft). As you can imagine a protracted discussion ensued where each man tried to wrestle trade secrets from the other. Entertaining and boring. Tony suggested I should just have a cigarette and wait out the verbal match. Which I did. I also took a picture
It was 125 degrees. As we finally got back on the road Tony again asked if I wanted to lead “no”. He then asked if I wanted to take a picture of the 300 ft drop to the gorge below. I explained I am afraid of heights. He said “oh” and then continued to ask if I wanted a picture of the sheer drop. He then said HE wanted a picture and would I take it. I think he was trying to kill me – but I couldn’t figure out his agenda. What would he get out of that? I casually mentioned it to him, in my demure way, and he stated “no, I’m not on your insurance plan”. A sensible response but I was still keeping one eye on him!
After we got off the 96 we decided to eat and of course the restaurant served multiple purposes
That’s just in case you didn’t believe me
As we rode into Weaverville it started to rain (just like yesterday and in the same spot as well)
And there you have it. I survived and it was a fantastic two days of adventure and fun. Thank you Tony for being my tour guide. It was great getting to know you.
Thank you SPLASH- and Jimmy wherever you are – see you next year!