I could'nt let this day go without posting a couple of pics.
Rome was not ridden in a day
Saturday, August 18, 2007
Am I lucky or what?
This morning it was the crazed driver. This evening it was three deer. It was a spot close to home, I'd had deer cross there before. It was nice and cool, overcast and probably in the low 90's so I knew deer crossing would be a high possibility. I slowed, I covered my brake and whoaaaaa! Screeching tires, those deer decided to jump out about 30 ft in front of me.
The other day it was a steer, yesterday deer, this morning it was a crazed driver and now more deer. I know one thing for sure. Theres going to be venison on the table this fall, I'll be sure to post a picture. It's me or them.
The other day it was a steer, yesterday deer, this morning it was a crazed driver and now more deer. I know one thing for sure. Theres going to be venison on the table this fall, I'll be sure to post a picture. It's me or them.
Im back, adding a little to the above. I went to work this morning and guess what. More deer, this time four crossed in front of me. I'm not getting worried, I'll keep my eyes open. Can you believe it though? The other day it was a steer, then a couple days later, three deer, yesterday morning a crazy driver then deer on the way home and now deer on the way to work. I'm definitely going to try and do some thinning out of the herd this fall. Hopefully a deer won't end up like the one in the picture.
Some Automobile drivers
Some automoble drivers amaze me.
This morning, while riding to work going West on Parkway. I approached an intersection. In the intersection was one vehicle, a van waiting to turn left in front of me. She was waiting on the light to turn green, I was still rolling West. Now I've been riding awhile and I know the cardinal rule-Never ever trust a driver to do what is right. As I approached her, the light turned green, I covered my brakes. I was probably only four car lengths from her, I watched for avenues of escape while watching her tires. The tires turned to her left and she moved, I applied brakes, she slammed brakes. She layed down on the horn, I just kind of put out my left arm in a "what the heck did I do look", as I passed her window she was cussing at me. My headlight was on (dawn was a little late this morning) so that was'nt it. I will say again though, I don't trust a darn one of them. I appreciate it when a driver is curtious and respectful, but ya know, it only takes one bad driver to ruin a good time.
This morning, while riding to work going West on Parkway. I approached an intersection. In the intersection was one vehicle, a van waiting to turn left in front of me. She was waiting on the light to turn green, I was still rolling West. Now I've been riding awhile and I know the cardinal rule-Never ever trust a driver to do what is right. As I approached her, the light turned green, I covered my brakes. I was probably only four car lengths from her, I watched for avenues of escape while watching her tires. The tires turned to her left and she moved, I applied brakes, she slammed brakes. She layed down on the horn, I just kind of put out my left arm in a "what the heck did I do look", as I passed her window she was cussing at me. My headlight was on (dawn was a little late this morning) so that was'nt it. I will say again though, I don't trust a darn one of them. I appreciate it when a driver is curtious and respectful, but ya know, it only takes one bad driver to ruin a good time.
Friday, August 17, 2007
Booger Hollow
After reaching the Junction of 315 and 164, I made a right on 164 E. After a few miles I crossed the "twin bridges " across Big Piney Creek.
I stopped and took a pic of the Masonic Lodge in the Booger Hollow Community, then another at the Cemetary. The only other buildings (other than residences) was the Tabernacle and since it was only a group of tin buildings, I did'nt take a pic. This is the real Booger Hollow Community, not the tourist stop on Highway 7 North of Dover (which has recently been closed down).
After making a right on Hwy 7 S you can't miss the old Martin Township Schoolhouse on the right. Part of it has been converted into a Fire Station.
The ride today was one of my favorites, I've made it several times. I rode around 75 miles, thru country that just does'nt get much prettier. I really enjoyed it.
David and Cindy's Road Rank = 8.
Best part of the ride
Hwy 315 was most definitely the best part of todays ride. Fantastic scenary and the road was in great shape. Absolutely beautiful farm country, rolling hills, cattle, lots of trees and the curves and straight ways were great. I took more pics but I can't put them all on here. See the road, in some places the grass was kind of high on the sides of the road, I just slowed a little.
New Big Piney Bridge
This is the new Bridge across Big Piney Creek on Hwy 359 W. Not as classy as the old one, which I do have a pic of, maybe I'll find it someday. The old bridge was wooden and single lane, boards placed left to right then on top were two lengthwise stips for automobile tires to stay on. If you were on a motorcycle, you had about a foot and a half trail to ride on, it was neat. The wooden bridge was really long and you had to trust luck that a drunk would'nt decide to cross at the same time as you, from the other direction. Charles and I would cross at the same time, him on one track and me on the other. The old Harley's put out some good music in crossing that bridge. It was torn town and replaced about 2002. Thats Big Piney (looking North), the pic with my bike in it is just after crossing the bridge where three deer crossed in front of me :o.
Augsburg to Booger Hollow
After leaving Dover I traveled Hwy 7 N and made a left on Hwy 333 and went thru the community of New Hope before reaching Augsburg. This stretch of road is rolling hills with occasional swooping curves, just an all around nice ride. At one time, before a hard drive crash I had a pic of the old Church. I learned quick to put pics on disc.
Dover, Arkansas - Sequoyah
Thought I would stop in Dover on todays ride and take in a little History. History is something that Pope County cares very little about. As a matter of fact IMHO, Arkansas does'nt care much about History. Well, I do and I catch a little bit here and there and let it soak in. Ok, so your wondering, what the heck is David talking about....look around, do you see a Pope County Museum? No, and your not going to because the people in charge in this county are about as culturally inclined as the wart on my arm. So I care about History - World, National, State, County, City, Racial, Military, Religious, etc. You name it, I like history.
So I stopped in Dover. Dover has a Kettle. It just so happens this Kettle supposedly, maybe, belonged to none other than Sequoyah, the Cherokee that invented the Cherokee Alphabet. He lived in the area near Scottsville at one time.
Its there, amazingly right there in Dover, Ark. only a few feet from Hwy 7 inside a chainlink fence about 6' x 6' square. I had to pull the chain link out with one had and stick my camera up to the link with my other hand to get a picture without a wire in it. I guess I should'nt complain, at least Dover has saved the Kettle. Alot more than Russellville and some other areas of the state have done for Historical objects and areas.
I'm not even going to get into a conversation about Cagle Rock and the Indian rock paintings that have been allowed to be trashed. I'm not going to talk about the Monument to the Mothers of the Confederacy on Pine Knob (skyline drive) in Russellville that has been trashed.
While I'm on this subject that I'm not going to talk about. Doe's anyone have any idea what those huge rock walls were used for (corner of 4th St and 7 T)? Doe's anyone know where the old stables were in Russellville or the stock yards (how about behind the old City Mall).
Ok, deep breath David, back to bikes.
This is a biking blog - I forget sometimes. Heres some pics.
Thursday, August 16, 2007
Atkins Lake Loop
I did'nt have much time to ride to day so I took a short one. I didnt take down the mileage. Thats something I'll start doing. My guess would be I rode around 40 miles today. I started at my house on Crow Mtn., went East and descended on the Atkins side turning right on Hwy 105 at the foot of the mountain. My ride went like this, 105, right on 324, right on 326 and wallah, back to 105 and made a left back into the bustling city of Atkins, Ar. Somewhere in the middle of that circle was Lake Atkins. I think it may be called Atkins Watershed now. Thought about stopping by Danny and Pam's house and get a pic for my blog but I'm not much on dropping in on people unannounced. So Danny and Pam, one of these days.... I'd like to put you in my blog.
The ride.
Going down the Atkins side of Crow Mtn is very curvy, a couple of switchbacks. Nice little ride for a short one. The rest of the ride into the Atkins bottomland was uh... well, I was riding, so it was a good ride compared to not riding if you get my drift. Just watch out for deer and dogs and those people that are too lazy to stay on their side of the road. If theres two things I can't stand its a curve cutter and people that talk on cell phones while driving.
Road Rank 5
The ride.
Going down the Atkins side of Crow Mtn is very curvy, a couple of switchbacks. Nice little ride for a short one. The rest of the ride into the Atkins bottomland was uh... well, I was riding, so it was a good ride compared to not riding if you get my drift. Just watch out for deer and dogs and those people that are too lazy to stay on their side of the road. If theres two things I can't stand its a curve cutter and people that talk on cell phones while driving.
Road Rank 5
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Pig Trail Byway, Ark. Hwy 23 to BBBQ
If your coming from South Arkansas going North, dont miss out on a great ride. This year take the Pig Trail. Its one of the nicest rides in Arkansas and I take a trip up or down it whenever I can. It's good pavement with nice sharp twists, mellow curves and an occasional straight way. Riding the road at times is like going thru a tunnel of trees, then it suddenly starts twisting and curving along ridge tops. Lots of good scenary, a ride you'll not forget. I've ridden it from Waldron North into Missouri and it was all good, never a dull moment.
From the South, the small towns of Booneville and Ozark, the quaint little town of St. Paul, then on to Huntsville, a town that time has seemingly forgotten are precursers to the great vacation area of Eureka Springs. Eureka Springs with its Italian feel, with narrow roads and beautiful old homes is a sight to behold. Once you've been there, your sure to return.
Be sure to stop at the Turner Bend Store just before you cross the Mulberry River. If your into camping you can do it there and pick up a few suds for the camp fire. During optimum riding weather the store almost always has bikes out front. Also the ajacent camp ground is the site of the annual Turner Bend Rally, Hosted by The Booze Fighters MC. I've never been to it but I've heard its an interesting get together of friends.
Highway 23, take it easy, take in the smells and the sights and get lost in the charm of old Arkansas, you won't regret it.
Hwy 23 Ranks 10 on David and Cindy's scale of 1 to 10.
From the South, the small towns of Booneville and Ozark, the quaint little town of St. Paul, then on to Huntsville, a town that time has seemingly forgotten are precursers to the great vacation area of Eureka Springs. Eureka Springs with its Italian feel, with narrow roads and beautiful old homes is a sight to behold. Once you've been there, your sure to return.
Be sure to stop at the Turner Bend Store just before you cross the Mulberry River. If your into camping you can do it there and pick up a few suds for the camp fire. During optimum riding weather the store almost always has bikes out front. Also the ajacent camp ground is the site of the annual Turner Bend Rally, Hosted by The Booze Fighters MC. I've never been to it but I've heard its an interesting get together of friends.
Highway 23, take it easy, take in the smells and the sights and get lost in the charm of old Arkansas, you won't regret it.
Hwy 23 Ranks 10 on David and Cindy's scale of 1 to 10.
2003 BBBQ
Heres a few pics from 2003. It just keeps getting bigger and better. I just hope the people that enjoy being bored will see the good of this rally, overlook the crowds and let people have a good time. Its what I look forward to all year long. I havent been disappointed yet.
I took Hwy 23, also known as the Pig Trail, an Arkansas Scenic Byway.
Thats Rick Taylor on the yellow Boss Hoss, he owns the business in Russellville, Arkansas.
Thats Rick Taylor on the yellow Boss Hoss, he owns the business in Russellville, Arkansas.
Just about anything is ridden at the BBBQ.
Yes thats a Bandito to one side of the pic. The Outlaws were there in 2006. There have been numerous clubs show up. Just about any kind of club you can imagine from 1% ers and Harley only clubs, to Stars, Ladies and a sprinkling of Religion based clubs.
Its all in fun, people just looking for a good time.
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Bikes, Blues and BBQ
Don't forget the Bikes Blues and BBQ http://www.bikesbluesandbbq.org/ Oct. 3-6, 2007. I think this is it's 7th year. My first year was 2002 and this year will be my 6th year to attend. I got tons of pics. Last year there were over 300,000 people there. It gets really crowded, especially on Friday and Saturday. You better get there early. Theres no more rooms in Fayetteville. I may be cancelling one though. Let me know if you need a room and I'll see if they can fix you up (if I cancel, which I probably will) its at the Days Inn and I think its reserved for Thur, Fri and Sat night. A friend of mine has a suite reserved and I'll probably stay in it.
Heres a few pics from 2002, I can't remember the name of the Restuarant the girls are advertising.
The Road House
The Road House located between Dardanelle and Delaware, Ar. on Hwy 22. Owned and operated by Rich D. and his wife Mickey the Road House was one of the few meeting places and after market sales shops (chopper shops) in the area in the late 1970's. Alot of good times were had at the Road House which in the beginning was just an old house along the highway. Later on Rich built an addition, then ultimately had the old house demolished. I spent quite a few warm summer days just lounging around talking. Alot of Red, White and Blue cans were popped open on the steps of that old house.
I'll never forget the first time I saw Charlie Banks come rumbling down the highway on his old Knucklehead, I could'nt help but wonder if he was gonna make it to the front yard.
Rich and Mickey are some good people. Rich lives alot of bikers dreams, now that he's retired from his regular job he's in his chopper business full time. I know he has a business associate, but at this time I cannot remember his name.
I think the name of the business has changed recently, its now Yell County Choppers. I havent been out that way in a while but if Rich has anything to do with it I'm sure its just as good as it always was.
Heres a mysterious girl modeling my old shirt from 1979 and a picture of Rich the owner of Yell County Choppers. Thats Mickey on the back :).
Monday, August 13, 2007
To Dover and Home
When I got back to the General Store I made a right on 27, on to Dover then turned left on Scenic Byway 7 S .
In Dover is, in my opinion one of the best eating places in Arkansas. Dewayne's is the name and it's on the right just as your leaving town on 7 S. All the food is great, and you get alot of it. The breakfast is absolutely awesome. For a little over $5.00 you get two plates of food. I really like the Pork Chop breakfast, you get two big fat chops, two eggs, biscuits and gravy and a hashbrown as big as the large plate. Man, im hungry.
On 7 just before reaching Russellville you'll find Mackays Cycle Center and Marine. Pat a good ole boy, friendly and always willing to help when your in a hurry. He's also a certified Harley Davidson mechanic and good one. Cindy goes there to have rubber replaced or any other jobs I can't handle.
This mornings ride of a little over 60 miles was nice and easy country riding, good scenary. The roads were in good repair and the right of ways were cut and wide. No sharp curves to speak of, just a good easy ride. Just watch for cattle.
On to Scottsville
Looking S from the bridge
I turned left on 27 W short of entering Hector (I'll be going there another day). Upon reaching Scottsville I noticed that the General Store was no longer open. Good time to take a pic because it may not be around much longer.
Behind the store you can see highway 164 where I made a right to go check the Illinois Bayou bridge which is about 2 miles N or Scottsville. After doing so I would double back to the old General Store.
Hector is 5 miles from Scottsville, I guess at one time they shared a rural Fire Department, looks like its closed now.
This small one lane bridge is near the Fire Dept.
The old single lane bridge across Illinois Bayou was still there and the water below looked good.
Herding steer
When I left home I had no idea I would spend part of my morning herding a steer with my bike.
I got back onto 124 after checking out the Pyramid house, continuing north I went thru the community of Moreland (the old gas station is closed down) and stopped at the Country Store at the intersection of 124 and 105 for petrol. Taking a left next and going 105 N I did'nt go far without a little excitement.
A black steer was in the highway as I came around a right hand curve. I slammed on the brakes stopping short of passing it. It starting running up the highway ( a straight road at this point). I rode slow behind the animal trying to get it to take a chip and seal road to the right. It worked, I was hoping a gate would be unlocked but no luck. I herded the steer for aways down a straight road then it stopped and decided to stay. I think maybe he did'nt like me, once he looked like he was going to run at me. No problem, I had him off the main road. I went back out and continued up 105.
Pyramid
Going 124 N is pretty country, when I passed thru Centerville I took the next right on a chip and seal road and looked for the Pyramid House. The last time saw it was years ago and at that time you could see it from this road just off of 124. Now it's hidden in trees which is a good thing . I took the very next right and then one more and there it was on the right. Hidden amongst the trees. There are actually two pyramids, one is a small workshop out back. The former owner of this house works where I work, she and her husband have since built a much larger pyramid further out in the country, I've heard it is really nice. Maybe someday soon I'll go there and take some pics.
Pyramids, Herding steers and Good Food
The temperature since I started this blog has been over 100 F everyday and I hate to admit it but its just been to hot to enjoy being out in the middle of the day.
Today though, I went for an early morning ride. I took Highway 124 N from Russellville passing some pretty country near home.
Today though, I went for an early morning ride. I took Highway 124 N from Russellville passing some pretty country near home.
Oh, by the way. Meet Cindy, thats her in Maroon and White. Cindy goes everywhere I go. I've had her since June 2001, I bought her for $5,500. She had 1800 miles on her. I have since put a smaller sprocket on her so she runs smooth at higher speeds, it was a good choice.
She has never given me a problem. I change her tires and oil her, I shine her sometimes. Cindy is made to be ridden, I ride her alot and she does'nt mind getting dirty. Occasionally I've ridden miles down a paved road and came to dirt or gravel, I don't turn around.
I had a good friend sell me a Mustang seat for $200. (they sell for $680. new) , I could'nt believe he gave me such a good deal, I won't forget his generosity.
This spring I had to buy her a battery, but she deserved it. I really love her and I think she's pretty don't you? You'll see her alot in my upcoming journals, but don't worry she's perfect, she never has much to say but she always listens to what I tell her to do. I got it made.
Sunday, August 12, 2007
Helmet protests
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