Today’s ride was to Paris Harley-Davidson in, of all places, Paris, TX. The morning’s event for me was finding my GPS, that flew off the bike as we were running down the road at 70 mph.
I circled back and parked my bike alongside the road near where I thought it had landed. I walked about a mile back and returned to my bike. I couldn’t find it. I then walked in the other direction and found it about 50 yards up the road. The unit is pretty banged up but still works!
My friend, Richard, usually has to fix something on his bike on just about every trip. Today was no exception. When he attempted to start his bike to leave the dealership and go to lunch, it wouldn’t start. He had to replace the battery.
Lunch was at Weezy’s Restaurant in Blossom, TX. Everyone raved about their onion rings that I thought were quite good.
On the way back Beth and I rode a short-cut suggested by the Harley GPS on my bike. We turned onto a farm-to-market road that was paved. The road became a county road that was mostly paved for a bit, then turned into gravel. We rode the gravel for 5 miles to the highway. What an adventure! We made it back to the hotel without further incident.
We had dinner at the Mexican restaurant next door to the hotel, then sat in the parking lot and shot the breeze some more.
Tomorrow we are riding someplace. We’ll know more when we get there.