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Dude! All ya'll who pussed-out ... you missed a hella day for riding. The group was small but - dang - nothing but a bunch of hard riders.
I left the house around 7am and met Thrux-ton-up and Scott03Bonnie in east Canton area for a Waffle House special breaksfest!! then off to Gainsville to have lunch and hang out at the Big Bear Cafe. Leaving the Waffle House, I forgot to close my tank bag and my fav all time ballcap flew out - JCW came up beside me and proceeded to throw gang signs til I figured out what had happened. NO way was I leaving my fav John Deere ballcap behind - and it took only a minute to flipflop back for it. AND - we now have a new group, 'dude you're an idiot and forgot to zip your tankbag subsequentlty losing your fav ballcap' sequence of hand signals.
We get to Big Bear Cafe - which is amazing because it took all 3 of us to remember exactly where it is - and there's only one Harley sitting out front besides Chad's 01 red/sil Bonnie. Chad owns the Cafe. The Harley rider (and no offense to the bike brand) is a NUT. There's another guy hanging out (without his bike) and he's nuttier than the first guy ... (insert rollin eyes icon). They were worth about 30 minutes of "FIRE COMIN OUT MUH TAILPIPE!!" entertainment - but that was about all I could stand and they both left. Good thing he changed out his gears the day before cause I was afraid of some Harley wheelies. We sit down and chat with Chad - hoping more Triumphs will show ... but only one guy comes out of the woodwork, on another 01 Bonnie - this one is green/sil. We have lunch and decide to find some new roads.
The 5 of us managed to keep the rubber side down, which is pretty amazing comsidering the speeds and roads we were on. Someone told me once, 'any monkey can twist a throttle while going straight' - but being able to keep in the throttle while leanin/dragin ... that's where you seperate the riders from the wannabees. BTW - Chad there has worn off (no kidding) more than HALF of his pegs from dragin. He's worn down about 1/4 of the passenger pegs too and had to replace the brake pedal after grindin it down to a nub. That dude and his bike are the definition of Holligan in it's purest form.
Somehow we managed to ride thru Helen, Ga which is a nice cute little TOURIST TRAP for all those Atlanta city dwellers. I've never seen so many cruisers parked along both sides of the roadway .. justa posin. Freaking ridiculous. Chad knew some billygoat only road around the main street and we were able to get around the chaos called 'shopping' in no time.
Took a breather on top of mountain in Suches - then pointed it back home. Everyone started spliting off along the way and I made it home around 7pm after 3 tanks of fuel. Whew ... now that's a ride!
Sorry - no pics this time. I didn't take a camera.
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