Cav47
Adventure Seeker
The winter here is so awful at times. My daughter got this bear for Valentine's Day from her "friend" who is a boy. I still refuse to call him her boyfriend. I am not ready for this yet. So I have decided some ways to remain in denial. When she is gone, I take pictures of her bear in less than flattering situations. Sometimes I feel just like the bear during the winters here due to cabin fever.
My youngest is the Metaphor for Winter........the bear is me.
We have that kind of relationship that is sometimes dark but she gets the humor for what it is. Just a daddy trying to amuse his daughter.
I have a bunch of other versions of the bear but they involve firearms and torture devices.
When all I want to be doing is this.
So when FJRBandit suggested a RTE, I looked at my calendar and contemplated the logistics
The plan came together quickly and a meet up in Monteagle Tenn was set at the Smokehouse.
Turk(FJRBandit) and I got to the hotel about 15 min apart. I got held up in traffic in Nashville as my timing was absolutely awful. NorthWest side of Nashville at 4:45 on a Friday is less than optimal. An hour later of stop and go, I finally got going again. The sun dropped and I got a little chilly after sweating some in the city with the Gen 1 heating machine kicking on and off 4 bars.
399.5 Miles later, Turk had a cup of coffee ready and offered me one right away. I may have bumped it up a little to get the heat going again.
Do not forget to remind the restaurant next door that you are staying at the hotel. It equals a decent discount of 10 or 20%.
The food porn shall commence here. So if you are hungry. Do not look any further. Upon entry, diabetics immediately crash.
Turk did not drool on the glass. I would have not blamed him though if he had.
THAT WAS ALL BEFORE WE EVEN SAT DOWN.
A trip to the dining room yielded the buffet set forth. Menus were given, but not needed.
Proper order.
Soup
Salad
Entree
Entree continued
With Condiments, not that they were needed for this level of awesomeness. Just enhancements with repercussions possibly tomorrow.
Dessert
And second desert shots for those fully in a food coma.
To put Niehart and Marty into full arrest!!!
We were able to hear these guys the whole time. They made a good evening even better. Turk and I enjoyed the Band and drinks for well over an hour. BOTH of us needed some time before we tried to waddle out of there.
Some random shots on the way out. What this place is selling is like Cracker Barrel on Heroin. Full Smoked Hams in case you needed one.
Now that we could walk again, we headed back to the hotel to see Jim Beam. The weather was awesome and we spent some time exchanging stories in the parking lot and checking each other's bike out.
Next up Saturday's Travels to the Natural Bridge, University of the South, A Boat Dock, D&H, and the RTE Destination.
My youngest is the Metaphor for Winter........the bear is me.
We have that kind of relationship that is sometimes dark but she gets the humor for what it is. Just a daddy trying to amuse his daughter.
I have a bunch of other versions of the bear but they involve firearms and torture devices.
When all I want to be doing is this.
So when FJRBandit suggested a RTE, I looked at my calendar and contemplated the logistics
The plan came together quickly and a meet up in Monteagle Tenn was set at the Smokehouse.
Turk(FJRBandit) and I got to the hotel about 15 min apart. I got held up in traffic in Nashville as my timing was absolutely awful. NorthWest side of Nashville at 4:45 on a Friday is less than optimal. An hour later of stop and go, I finally got going again. The sun dropped and I got a little chilly after sweating some in the city with the Gen 1 heating machine kicking on and off 4 bars.
399.5 Miles later, Turk had a cup of coffee ready and offered me one right away. I may have bumped it up a little to get the heat going again.
Do not forget to remind the restaurant next door that you are staying at the hotel. It equals a decent discount of 10 or 20%.
The food porn shall commence here. So if you are hungry. Do not look any further. Upon entry, diabetics immediately crash.
Turk did not drool on the glass. I would have not blamed him though if he had.
THAT WAS ALL BEFORE WE EVEN SAT DOWN.
A trip to the dining room yielded the buffet set forth. Menus were given, but not needed.
Proper order.
Soup
Salad
Entree
Entree continued
With Condiments, not that they were needed for this level of awesomeness. Just enhancements with repercussions possibly tomorrow.
Dessert
And second desert shots for those fully in a food coma.
To put Niehart and Marty into full arrest!!!
We were able to hear these guys the whole time. They made a good evening even better. Turk and I enjoyed the Band and drinks for well over an hour. BOTH of us needed some time before we tried to waddle out of there.
Some random shots on the way out. What this place is selling is like Cracker Barrel on Heroin. Full Smoked Hams in case you needed one.
Now that we could walk again, we headed back to the hotel to see Jim Beam. The weather was awesome and we spent some time exchanging stories in the parking lot and checking each other's bike out.
Next up Saturday's Travels to the Natural Bridge, University of the South, A Boat Dock, D&H, and the RTE Destination.