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 House

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.

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.

Helmet protests

We attended a helmet protest in Little Rock. We could get by with stuff back then that you would probably go to jail for today. Like, lets try burning a helmet on the Capital steps. Thanks to A.B.A.T.E. we did away with the helmet laws. Alot of us still were a helmet but at least its our choice.

Charles and I hangin out circa 1979