I had been up late (early?) and had no inclination to get up in the morning. In fact, even when hearing the cowbell ringing signifying breakfast was ready, I laid there momentarily convincing myself to get my lazy bum up.
It was probably a good move. After a breakfast of eggs, hash brown casserole, bacon, biscuits, gravy, goetta, home fries, I felt much better and was ready to go.
We hung around for a while but eventually formulated a plan. Erik Kauppi was riding with us on Mike Freeman's DRZ400SM. He knew of a gravel road that went from the base of the Cherahola to TN-68 then we could take the road up to Buck Bald. That works.
When we got to 68 Skip and Erik switched bikes. The view up on Buck's Bald never gets old. It offers a 360* panoramic view that is second to none. Here is about half of it ...
And it's quiet! With the exception of a passing airplane you hear no manmade noise up here at all. Nice!
From there we headed back towards camp. We stayed there briefly and watched Sean fight getting his tire to seat the bead. After a bit we headed out again with Jack leading us to a 600 acre "playground". There were gravel roads everywhere. Most were highly rutted logging roads but there were other trails branching off all over the place.
Again, just a few minutes in and I am wringing wet with sweat. Skip said "you don't see many fat motocrossers" Heh, i reckon not!
We played in that for about maybe an hour before heading back to camp yet again. I managed to make it through this day without one drop. Erik had some issues but that DRZ shod with street tires didn't offer him much of a chance on some of that terrain. These roads were rutted real bad if you take a bad line it wouldn't be too hard to fall into it.
Once back at camp, a beer run was in order then the rest of the night would be at the campground hanging out.
Soon the dinner bell was rung and the line of hungry maggots began filling their plates and bellies with a feast of smoked, pulled pork, slaw, potato salad, deviled eggs, green beans and more. Yum!
And again the night passed by all to quickly.
It was a standing room only crowd down by the firepit Saturday evening. At one point Terry Phillips' widow gave an emotional and heartfelt thank you to all who contributed. It seems that $3000 was raised and they won't need to sell off some personal belongings as a result. This is such an awesome group!
What a great weekend! So many good friends and memories are made (and revisited) at each and every event.
2 comments:
i wish i could have been there
yeah me too woman, me too.
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