64Y80
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I took 3 days to ride to the Smoky Mountain National Park and back. The first day involved all freeway and it was hot as all get out (my air temp guage registered anywhere from 97 to 102 for most of the trip). I ended up slow cooking my left leg just above my riding boots. This picture was taken about a month after, just a scab now.
I'll be pulling out my chaps for the next ride.
The second day was spent just riding the park, the scenery was fantastic as were the roads, and no I didn't ride deals gap, it was closed for repair at the time.
Anyhoo after a day of this kind of scenery I headed home in a good steady rain. I tried to run out of it but gave up after about 2 hours and took refuge in a motel north of Knoxville for the night. The next morning the skies were clearing so I jumped back on I75 for the trip home. As I merged with traffic I looked down at my guages to check speed and I spotted a little green hand come out from underneath my left handle bar, then a second hand came out followed by this little tree frog.
I pulled onto the shoulder of the road to snap this picture before I put him in the woods beside the road.
Not much of a trip but it was a good learning lesson about the FJR and the frog was icing on the cake.
I'll be pulling out my chaps for the next ride.
The second day was spent just riding the park, the scenery was fantastic as were the roads, and no I didn't ride deals gap, it was closed for repair at the time.
Anyhoo after a day of this kind of scenery I headed home in a good steady rain. I tried to run out of it but gave up after about 2 hours and took refuge in a motel north of Knoxville for the night. The next morning the skies were clearing so I jumped back on I75 for the trip home. As I merged with traffic I looked down at my guages to check speed and I spotted a little green hand come out from underneath my left handle bar, then a second hand came out followed by this little tree frog.
I pulled onto the shoulder of the road to snap this picture before I put him in the woods beside the road.
Not much of a trip but it was a good learning lesson about the FJR and the frog was icing on the cake.