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Friday, October 8, 2010

BBBQ 2010 and the ride home.

Bikes,Blues and BBQ 2010. I'm not going to say much about it. It's always a lot of fun. I'll try not to miss it even if I have to drive a car to get there. I haven't done any editing to the pictures. I just posted them like they were.
Shanna and I arrived at the event at around 2 pm and it was jam packed, but we were lucky and got a parking place on Dickson St. near the Church on the hill.

This is the way it looked when we arrived.












Gotta have that cigarette in the mouth for coolness.

Shanna wearing a shirt that Charlles picked up for me while in Montreal back in 1980 on one of his rides.








I guess this guys dining is cheaper, she probably doesn't eat much.






I think my Daughter was having a good time.

















I took this picture just after she said " I got my looks from you Dad".







For Sale.







This is probably my favorite of the flashy choppers. I'm really more into the old style, not the pretty bikes.











I picked up that same shirt here about 5 years for free from Chevy. You were looking at the shirt right?









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The guy wearing the Fox hat is the one that owned the chopper Shanna got her picture taken on. He was letting anyone get their picture taken on it.



Shanna sitting on a chopper.

Notice the arrow pointing down. Underground here is Hugo's. Shanna and I walked up the hill to the town square and ate here for lunch. I've eaten here several times, great hamburgers.









Helmets are required for anyone under 21 in Arkansas but the law and lots of other laws were not being enforced during BBBQ.







The Christian Motorcycly Association gives out a lot a free water, coffee and hot chocolate here at the Church. This is where the rock wall is. It's the best spot on Dickson St. for watching the bikes and people.



Looks like a head of cotton candy.
















Get a clue lady....if you'll notice he is wearing full protective gear....and your on the back.

Can you tell she liked getting her picture taken? Doe's she look like a certain actress to you?



Nice hair.



The local Fuzz.

Banditos from Ok. and Tx. plus allies Ok. Riders were in attendance.



This has got to be one of the longest choppers I've ever seen.








New Attitudes MC, Illinois
Shanna and I got back home around 1 am. We were wore out. Sunday morning I was invited over to David and Rhonda's house, Bryans' parents. I ate some lunch there and then hit the road back to Arkansas at 2:30 pm. I took Hwy 69 South out of Muskogee then took hwy 64 West to home. I had decided I could make it on the old road before dark.


An artillery piece at VFW Post 474 in Muskogee.





Arkansas State line on Hwy. 64.

Paris.

Above is a Church at Paris that has a kind of medieval look to it.
Below is an old rock building East of Altus.







I got back home just after 7 pm, it had started getting cold, really cold for me around 6:30. By the time I pulled into the yard I was shaking I was so cold. I guess I'm just not a cold weather rider. Maybe before next year I'll have a heated vest and gloves, that should do the trick.


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Thursday, October 7, 2010

Ride to Muskogee, Ok. and BBBQ 2010

Friday Oct. 1st I loaded up and headed to Muskogee,Ok. where I was to meet my Daughter Shanna. From there on Sat. we would drive to BBBQ.
I'd would first like to say that some of these pictures are not that great, I had made up my mind to get to Shanna's house before dark. I left Russellville at 11 am, I thought that would be eary enough.


I rode down I-40 to the Hwy 23 (pigtrail) exit. I went North up the trail. Motorcycles were everywhere. I immediatly got behind a foot dragger (definition: a motorcycle rider that cannot ride slow without having their feet down, can't go into a curve without hitting the brakes, wobbles when getting started from a stop, etc. etc.). At first he was comical but then he started swerving to the other side of the road in curves so I accelerated and left him behind in a cloud of pinecones. When I arrived at Tyler Bend there were probably 150 to 200 bikes there. I wish I taken a picture but I had a long ride ahead of me. The above pic is at a restroom break on the trail.

They have straightened out several curves along the trail since my last ride there.


Doing so has created some scenic views.
This one wide spot will probably be made into a scenic pullover.

There were hundreds of bikes along the trail.

This is on Hwy 16, to continue on Hwy 23 you must go for a short distance on 16 then go North again.


Back on the trail. This is a cabin just off the Hwy.

I finally arrived at Eureka Springs. The town was absolutely filled with Corvettes and motorcycles, traffic was at a crawl. There was a Rally going on at Eureka Springs Harley Davidson. I made one stop on the Northern edge of town at the Train Depot.

Letting my bike and rear end take a breather. You can see by the no parking signs that I always follow the rules.

There were still bikes coming by but not as crowded as downtown.

This thing spins in a circle.

After leaving Eureka Springs I continued on 23 North. When I got into Missouri, I made a left on hwy 86. I followed it for a ways then took Hwy F, which is a shortcut to Hwy 112. F goes through the Mark Twain National Forest and is a beautiful ride, nice curves, deep valleys and scenary. I eventually arrived at the Roaring River State Park.

This is a park I would like to come back to. Nice camping area in the valley between mountains and along the River. They also have a State run Inn.
Leaving the park I continued on Hwy F until I arrived at Hwy 37, my next turn. I know I should have written down the directions on my hand, I didn't. I made a left turn, thinking that, well, I should go South not North, wrong. By the time I came to the Ark. state line I'd already driven at least five miles and I was not going back. If I had went back, and went North on 37 I would have made a left on 90 and followed it all the way to Ok. through the mountains and missing all the traffic. I wish I'd turned around. I ended up in Gateway, Ar. and followed Hwy 62 and the traffic jam for the next hour and a half through Rogers.
I made a stop at the Airport in Rogers. Being Air Force, I could not bypass this display of the F-101B Voodoo.










I ended up spending a lot of time at the display. I met a man named Bill here who was waiting on his Brother to show up. He was ex Air Force and we shared a lot of stories.

I entered Oklahoma at Maysville, Ar. on Hwy 20 and not long afterwards came up on this Historic marker out in the middle of the flat land.

This is the other side of the road from the marker.

I can't remember the name of this town but I stopped to take a picture to show that I wasn't too far into Ok and the Sun was going down and it was getting very cool outside.
Right now I can't remember the name of the town but I was about 70 miles from Shanna's house. I arrived at 9 pm. The entire day, I had a bowl of oatmeal and some tea, half a 20 oz. bottle of Mt. Dew and a Milky Way bar. I was starving, thirsty, cold and tired. Shanna took me to the Sonic where I bought the biggest burged they had. Tormorrow, BBBQ.
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