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Discussion in 'Tejas and the Gulf States' started by ozarkrider, Mar 29, 2009.
I'm looking forward to thr RR. I'm sure it was epic!
No camera. Well, had my camera but the battery was firmly ensconced in the charger, in the wall socket, in my kitchen
Here is a link to the thread and the aftermath. Three guys got taken out by deer including my riding bud, Adam.
Aftermath and pics start on page 64
After a week of children/grandkids slumming at our house for a week...
Need I say more?
Time for a road trip. Just a short one. Just enough to take the edge off and remind me that I really do love my family, just in short doses.
I threw together a short term plan. Mountain Man, JV, and I were gonna make a ride along the White River between Calico Rock and Mt Olive. A short run with a lil gravel thrown in to keep it honest.
Mtn Man came over and got some new tyres mounted on his GS. Good thing, his rear one was worn nearly slick and had a nail in it to boot. Timing is everything.
New shoes on Baby and we make contact with JV for a meeting place and time. We settled on the Hwy 56 Diner at the corner of 56 & 5. Lil place with a homey feel. JV's burger and fries looked like it passed muster. He ate it all.
Time to get rolling. The Bavarian Posse.
Upstream on the bridge over Piney Creek...
Downstream Piney Creek...
Questionable characters above Piney Creek...
Athens, AR was the first county seat of Izard County. The sign is self explanatory. Somewhere nearby is the grave of John Houston, who is also the brother of Sam Houston. I wasn't able to find it this trip. I'm not sure if it's been neglected or if I just missed it. Good excuse for another ride out that way.
The Boswell Baptist Church. I'm not sure how it's being used, but it's been maintained over the years. There's an old road leading to it that I'd like to try sometime.
The view from the front yard of the church.
If you look close you can see the steps from the churchyard to the old road.
One of the remnants from the town of Boswell.
We ran out of gravel and found ourselves on Hwy 9. We headed east towards Sylamore. Here's a coupla shots from a turnout looking out over Sylamore Creek valley.
I left JV and Mtn Man at the intersection of 5/9/14. They were headed south to their respective homes and I was headed north to mine.
I turned off of 5 onto Green Mtn Rd to take a ride through the national forest. What a peaceful and wonderful way to end my day.
The road winds through the forest, naked and bare for the coming winter months.
An abandoned house out there somewhere. The road past it branched off into two more tracks. I'm gonna hafta come back and do some more explorin'.
If you look to the left of this pic, you'll see a house perched on the hilltop. Whatta view they must have. The second pic is the other end of the valley from the house.
Yet another empty homestead. Complete with an abandoned pickup in the yard, stripped of most its parts.
But the view from across the road was sure a sight to wake up to...
I took this pic from the road. There's another half dozen homes down a grown over road behind this one. Remains a what was once a community of folks trying to make a living in the forest.
Check out the old wood stove on the porch.
For a sobering thought, this house isn't abandoned. Folks still live in this one. Kinda hard to tell the difference ain't it?
From here I found myself on Push Mtn Rd and paved it all the way to the house.
A total of 116 miles traveled today and about a 50/50 mix of paved and gravel. Great ride, some of it spent with like minded folks.
See y'all out there.
Weren't the temps a bit "mild"? I was out this AM here in NE FL and at 49F it was a bit chilly...
It was about the same temp here when we left just after noon. I was feeling the temp drop some as I came down off the mtn as the sun was setting.
Looks like it was a great ride.
Drug myself outta bed this morning at about 6:40 to get ready to head for Huntsville, gonna have a meal with some riders.
I managed to get Nanotech's helmet bungeed on the bike, get my gear on, saddle up, and ride off....
Only to find myself stopping in less than 10 miles to fuel up. (dummy, do that the night before)
42 degrees when I left the house, so the 'lectrics were in order. Nice and toasty for the 108 miles to Grannies. Along the way I managed to find every 18 wheeler, camper, and geriatric wanderer who could find their keys this morning, which meant I was late by about 30 minutes for brekkie. I get there just as Dizzer Charlie, 10Cup, O'Leary, and one other gent (who's name I can't remember) were leaving. I went inside and found the usual cast of suspects.
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I didn't take any more pics inside since I had a buncha lying to catch up on.
Needless to say, it was a great visit with good friends. Good to see Kris up on two wheels again, and recovering quickly. Great to meet the OkieHomies and share some tales with them.
Kris and Fritz took off for some gravel road wandering, The Okies headed back to ES to wait for warmer weather, I headed south on 23 to work my way back towards Mtn. Home.
I rode 23 south to 74 and then headed east. Along the way I found a roadside park tucked underneath a rock overhang. Kinda cool looking, and certainly not like anything you find along an interstate. Another good reason for backroading.
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Anyone looking for a fixer upper?
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"Has anyone seen my Da-a-a-ady Doc?"
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Just outside of Ponca
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Hwy 374 between Vendor and Hwy123. You'll follow this creek almost the entire length of the road. 374 is an oft overlooked stretch of paved road that's a lotta fun.
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I'm not sure what this old building use to be. Could have been a school or a church, but it's slowly falling apart.
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Found this lil spring pouring out off the rock face. Kinda hard to see, but the water's pooling up in a small grotto at the foot of this small bluff, then spilling out over rocks to make its way down to a creek.
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El Tigre Antonio is ready to roll again. Time to finish this ride up and head home.
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I rode 123 down to US 65. Headed south to 206 and headed east to Eros. Cut down MC 4018 to Yellville, then US 412 to Mtn. Home. 260 miles for the day, and a good day it was.
See y'all out there somewhere.
I sure do like that kind of countryside... Thanks for stopping and snapping the photos, my friend!
OK. It's been waaaay too long since I put anything in this thread. Chalk it up to a combination of laziness, lack of material, and then putting what I do get on another thread. Let me correct this slight oversight.
On Wed DaMoron calls me and asks if I wanna go to Supercross in St. Louis on Saturday. Well duh! Of course, I'd be thrilled to make a trip to St. Louey that doesn't involve a trip to the doctor.
So we loaded up and left at 10:30 Sat morning. DaMoron, his son Kale, and myself. Barreling along at 80 mph in a clapped out Nissan Pathfinder with dicey steering and questionable tires. Just nuther day in the life.
We stopped in Cuba to have lunch at Missouri Hick BBQ. I thought I had gotten a pic of the place and food but apparently...
Take my word, good vittles. My brisket with tater salad and corn on the cob was tasty. The spicy sweet sauce was flavorful. And the waitress smart alecky enough to seem like family. I also got the truck testicle pic from RJ during the meal. He made up for it by promising me beer and fries in the hospital after my surgery.
We made it to the Edward Jones Dome, the venue for racing this day. Naturally we had to park several blocks from the stadium so as not to pay $20 to stash the car with some scammer.
Before we even got in the door we saw this pair of old timers resting in the back of a truck.
The crowds are pouring in...
Master Craft had a coupla boats on display. Nice looking rigs, well out of my affordability range.
Even boats come with their own eye candy.
I thought this stuff went out of style a long time ago. :eek1
DJ under glass.
The Monster Energy Lounge.
And Monster Energy Girls.
And a Monster Energy bike.
And a future Monster Energy Girl.
There was even a piece of road race equipment to drool over. This is Geoff Mays Buell 1125. Lots of carbon fibre, way healthy Rotax v-twin, and much more capable that I am.
How about a KLR 650 diesel.
Legends and Heroes had a booth setup with several vintage motocrossers to look over. The bikes are all runners and used in vintage MX events.
My brother Mark had one of these back in the day.
The Yammy 490 is one of the most brutal machines I've ever ridden. Had a powerband about a 1/2" wide. Either off or on. And would stand up and drag you along without even sweating. Sorry for the blurry pic, I was shaking from bad memories.
I look at this old iron and wonder "How did we manage to race these things and not get killed?" Some more old school eye candy for ya.
A smidgen of a look at a NASCAR ride for those who follow that obscure sport.
Falken Tires had this good looking rig at their display. Kale decided he could dress up the pic a touch.
Falken had some delightful young ladies signing posters and spreading good will and cheer.
There was a drift car on display. Supercharged motor, minimal bodywork, and a sparse interior. That engine is a thing of beauty.
This is Mitch Payton, owner of Pro Circuit and manager of Monster Energy Kawasaki Race team. Very nice man who always had time to stop and visit with the fans.
Broc Tickle confers with his wrench.
Track layout for the night.
Pre-race entertainment, complete with laser light show.
I think the 30 on the board means you've gotta be younger than that to even remotely have a chance of talking to her.
Rider hits the deck hard and is taken away by medical personnel.
No more pics of racing. It was a good night though. The best racing was generally further back in the pack. Both mains saw the winning riders just ride away from the field, leaving the best fights for second and third.
And K-Dub, the old man in the series, managed a fourth place finish. The boy's still got it.
I'm ready for some riding now. The fever has been stoked.
See y'all out there somewhere.
That last picture was the one that made me glad I ride the way I do.... he he he
Great report and what a way to revive your thread.
I hope you had a blast.
I like all the eye candy.......
Thanks Gus. It was a large time. Kale and his Dad both had a birthday yesterday. Dad's 41, Kale's 13. It was a treat to spend the day with 'em.
And yeah, the eye candy was good. Animate and inanimate.
oh to be young again
Or, The Jay & Jay Adventure Show!
OK. Kickstands were suppose to be up at 9AM. But......
I forgot who I was traveling with. One thing led to another, which led to another, which led......
You get the picture right?
DaMoron's parents were suppose to watch the boychild so we could get on the road. But when they found out the boys Momma wouldn't be home till nearly midnight the plans were forced into conflict resolution.
We were gonna have to deliver the young 'un to his other grandparents in Greenbriar. OK, problem solved. Let's get a move on. Got the bike packed, stuffed Kale on the back, and away we go.
Got the child dropped off at his keepers for a few days and we're on our way.
The weather was great. Temps were good, didn't catch any rain, and we got to wander on some roads that I've never been on before, which is always a treat.
We found some de-luxe accommodations just outside of Des Arc. It backs up to a small lake for a picturesque view. The open air quarters upstairs offer the opportunity for plenty of soft summer breezes to flow through unimpeded.
The road less traveled by us. I-40, one land wide for as far as we could see. Poor miserable souls trapped in cars and trucks while we revel in the freedom of open air and winding roads.
For part of the way we followed the lower White River and the Cache River. Bald Cypress trees and swampy land was on both sides of the road. Just a taste of what we'll find further south. I kept expecting to see an alligator trundling across the road. Still a bit far north for that, but still...
We passed this old bridge and had to turn around and check it out. One section had collapsed and made for an interesting look. We found our way down the the old road, which was blocked off, but we found a way in and parked on the bridge for some pics.
We crossed the Mississippi River at Helena. Just on the other side of the bridge is a casino. So we stopped, had a meal, and grabbed a room. Cheaper than the Motel 6 and with better security.
Tomorrow finds us grabbing MS Hwy 1 and heading south. Loose plan is to make it to the Civil War Battleground Park in Vicksburg. After that? Who cares!
See y'all out there somewhere.
Great pics and already you are having too much fun. I think you will be blasting us out of the water with the reports on your trip. Keep them coming as you can....
Did you ride across that bridge for the picture? Sure would have tempted me.... :eek1
We rode down onto the bridge Gus, but the other end just ran out into underbrush and such. Maybe coulda been done on a smaller bike but not on the pigs.
But ya thought about it, dinya? Looks like great riding and good to see the usual, excellent reporting.
My buddy Sam with Jay and Jay.
Got to meet these guys this morning after they completed the Siege of Vicksburg. I think it's safe to let the women
and children outside now that they've headed south.
They are in for some wind riding today but hopefully no rain today. Sam was disappointed that we weren't going to
NO with them, but I had to work.
Nice to meet ya'll and have a safe and enjoyable trip!
The Jay & Jay Adventure Show has been busy stacking on miles and poking our noses into places where they really shouldn't be. It's been a grand time so far so let's get caught up on stuff shall we?
We left the casino on Monday morning and jumped on MS 1 to head south along the Big Muddy. Not too far down the road we came to this lil sleepy burg.
Friars Point is one of those small towns that seems to have dropped out of existence. No industry, not even a grocery store to be seen. Just a collection of houses and churches. Even one of the churches has closed up shop and moved on.
We rode slowly though town, rubber necking at old homes and dilapidated shacks side by side. One old house has an unusual distinction.
Further along we came upon a musuem of all things. Not much in the way of a museum, more of a collection of old stuff that someone just shoved into a small building. But interesting in a way.
How about a carriage mounted anti-aircraft gun.
Inside the selection was eclectic to say the least. WW1 and WW2 memorabilia and much more.
Anyone remember Robert Johnson?
How about a hand operated cotton gin.
We leave Friars Point and continue south. The wind is blowing hard out of the south, making the ride less than perfect but at least it ain't raining.
We take side roads towards the river, hoping to find a road following the levee, but we mostly find dead ends. The road on top of the levee is off limits nowadays. Big signs posted along the way make sure you are aware of that. So we stayed where we suppose to be and trundled along.
Found this fella in some lil town along the way. Tried to find the owner to invite him to SLAP, but no luck. Doc might even be able to make it up Warloop Rd on this.
Later on we found this abandoned road...
Which led down to this lake...
Where we found the remains of an old bridge.
We stumbled upon the Winterville Mounds. A collection of mounds used by Native Americans for burial, home, and ceremonial purposes. This is mound A, which is believed to have had either a chieftains home, or a building used for religious purposes. It's the largest mound and at one time was connected to the others by a series of causeways.
The view from atop the mound, looking east then west.
Then you get to use the manual elevator again.
Back in the saddle and on the road. We'd seen this fella off in the distance. As we got closer we could see he wasn't dusting, just practicing. I always enjoy watching a duster. Those pilots are as good as any fighter jock I think.
Past grandeur on Lake Washington.
Heading down the road and suddenly in the middle of no place we find a swimming pool. Complete with a diving board.
DaMorons WeeStrom practices its balancing act. He had managed to park in a small rut on the roadside. Notice the kickstand ain't down and his hand isn't touching the grip.
MS 1 brought us to US 61 where we rode into Vicksburg, sight of a brutal conflict during the Civil War. Which brings to mind the thought, how can any war be considered civil. :huh
To be continued...
Very interesting & entertaining stuff. Much appreciated....
Thats what they call a "Tote Goat"...thus probably my perversion for goats
My uncle had one, a smaller version, and it was his old tote goat that I learned to ride, many, many years ago (1960)