Redfish Hunter
Gone Fishing
YFO is approaching rapidly and the distance between South Louisiana and Central California is weighing heavily on my thoughts. Pop has not been out of the hospital that long, he really has very little seat time on the new bike and he is no longer young. To the point, can Pop ride that far? Can he Man Up and Tough it Out? We all know motorcycle owners that would never consider a ride like this and they are perfectly healthy.
We felt that what we needed was an overnight trip somewhere. We needed to know if Pop could ride all day, sleep in a strange bed and then ride all day the next day. I discussed my plans with hppants and we agreed on a general route and direction. I could weave my way into Mississippi and never be very far from home. Hwy 61 would be a straight quick run home and we were never going to be far from that North/South Hwy.
Saturday morning I had a nice country breakfast, (thanks Mom!) and Pop and I headed out. Temps in the low to mid 60s, Pop had all new riding gear, we had a new Cardo Scala Rider Freecom 4 in our helmets and two shiny Gen3 FJRs. Good Stuff.
We passed through Walker LA and got fuel. This was Pop's first time ever putting fuel in his new bike so I supervised the trip meter resetting.
I weaved around on low speed back roads that neither of us had ever ridden and things went smoothly. We did have some interesting moments with little wooden bridges and badly cratered asphalt/gravel but it was all good.
We stopped for some BBQ ribs at Billy Bob's in Port Gibson MS. Last time I did that was on a motorcycle trip that ended badly, we hoped for better results this time.
We took the Natchez Trace to a certain picnic table I remembered... There we met a very nice gentleman on a Moto Guzzi Stelvio. He joined us for lunch at the only picnic table. He had also stopped in Port Gibson for lunch and had bought a Subway sandwich because he lacked my snout to lead him to Good Food.
That gentleman threw away his sandwich and helped us eat our lunches.
I hope he had a good and safe ride. He was a nice fellow.
We felt that what we needed was an overnight trip somewhere. We needed to know if Pop could ride all day, sleep in a strange bed and then ride all day the next day. I discussed my plans with hppants and we agreed on a general route and direction. I could weave my way into Mississippi and never be very far from home. Hwy 61 would be a straight quick run home and we were never going to be far from that North/South Hwy.
Saturday morning I had a nice country breakfast, (thanks Mom!) and Pop and I headed out. Temps in the low to mid 60s, Pop had all new riding gear, we had a new Cardo Scala Rider Freecom 4 in our helmets and two shiny Gen3 FJRs. Good Stuff.
We passed through Walker LA and got fuel. This was Pop's first time ever putting fuel in his new bike so I supervised the trip meter resetting.
I weaved around on low speed back roads that neither of us had ever ridden and things went smoothly. We did have some interesting moments with little wooden bridges and badly cratered asphalt/gravel but it was all good.
We stopped for some BBQ ribs at Billy Bob's in Port Gibson MS. Last time I did that was on a motorcycle trip that ended badly, we hoped for better results this time.
We took the Natchez Trace to a certain picnic table I remembered... There we met a very nice gentleman on a Moto Guzzi Stelvio. He joined us for lunch at the only picnic table. He had also stopped in Port Gibson for lunch and had bought a Subway sandwich because he lacked my snout to lead him to Good Food.
That gentleman threw away his sandwich and helped us eat our lunches.
I hope he had a good and safe ride. He was a nice fellow.