The day of departure has arrived. We woke at 3:30 so we could get on the road by 4:00 AM. And we were off -- to the fueling station for our first adventure. Dick 
chose the petrol station down the street with 24 hour pumps. His receipt did not print and he needed the receipt to document the trip. After he filled his tank, Dick decided to use another pump where he pumped in 0.1 gals and got a receipt.
The day began very dark. The sunrise around Hickory was beautiful. Towards Asheville it was cold. Dick turned on his grips. I wished I had put on my grip wraps and Paul, well, he just got cold hands and went on. We bundled and continued through the mountains.
Tennessee proved to be about 400 miles. There was plenty of beauty along the way. The entire state was very green this time. It was warm and humid but green and sunny. I noticed fewer livestock and more houses then in the past. (That is progress for you on a major corridor.) Then came Memphis (over half way there) and the Mighty Mississippi River. This is always a "Wow!"
Shortly after we entered Arkansas and just prior to intersecting I-55 we were passed by a GoldWing and then a traffic jam. The man on the Wing waved us to follow and we did. When we reached the stop sign at the end of the exit he asked if we were taking 55 or 40. Dick replied, "40!" and the man said to continue to follow him. He lead us around a street or two back to the frontage road and we were will ahead of the traffic and the construction.
chose the petrol station down the street with 24 hour pumps. His receipt did not print and he needed the receipt to document the trip. After he filled his tank, Dick decided to use another pump where he pumped in 0.1 gals and got a receipt.The day began very dark. The sunrise around Hickory was beautiful. Towards Asheville it was cold. Dick turned on his grips. I wished I had put on my grip wraps and Paul, well, he just got cold hands and went on. We bundled and continued through the mountains.
Tennessee proved to be about 400 miles. There was plenty of beauty along the way. The entire state was very green this time. It was warm and humid but green and sunny. I noticed fewer livestock and more houses then in the past. (That is progress for you on a major corridor.) Then came Memphis (over half way there) and the Mighty Mississippi River. This is always a "Wow!"
Shortly after we entered Arkansas and just prior to intersecting I-55 we were passed by a GoldWing and then a traffic jam. The man on the Wing waved us to follow and we did. When we reached the stop sign at the end of the exit he asked if we were taking 55 or 40. Dick replied, "40!" and the man said to continue to follow him. He lead us around a street or two back to the frontage road and we were will ahead of the traffic and the construction.
Arkansas was hot and we reached Little Rock at evening rush hour. There were some folk ready to get home with little regard for sightseers. All were safe enough with no incident.
We were hot and tired by the time we made it to Mulberry, AR. Dick and Paul changed their dark shields for clear. We took a 40 minute break and then we were back on the bikes for the last leg.
We made it Henryetta and were hungry and happy. We filled up and got our final receipt and then we were looking for a signature and food. We found both at Brums. Jim, the manager, signed our papers and the chicken was the best I had all day.
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