A weekend for myself. I took no photos for publication and shot no video for any purpose.
All of my available time Saturday and Sunday was spent with one of my Harleys and a lot of miles on the road.
Rode down to Roanoke early Saturday morning for coffee and donuts at Roanoke Valley Harley Davidson and fellow members of the Harley Owners Group.
One of the HOG members had scheduled a ride to Farmville for lunch at the Fishin’ Pig, a restaurant that features BBQ and fish fare, so about 15 hungry souls headed east on U.S. 460. That restaurant was not in the area when I lived in Farmville back in the 50s as a student at an all-white private school funded by Prince Edward County after the Ku Klux Klan dominated school board and supervisors closed the public school to block ordered integration from the federal government.
The rampant racism of Prince Edward burned a hole in my young soul and led to my career in journalism. The first photo I sold for publication was a stealth slot of the Klan meeting in a secluded woods in the county.
After an interesting, and good, lunch, I had to seek help jump starting my bike because idiot me left the ignition on when we parked and the high density headlight and auxiliary lights drained the battery. Stupid is as stupid does.
Got my Harley Switchback running and most of the riders headed back to Roanoke via U.S. 460 but I have this habit of taking alternate routes back from a ride, so I headed north on U.S. 15 towards Culpeper, choosing to stop in Fork Union, home of Fork Union Military Academy. My history there is not for publication. Let’s say it involved being a troublemaker (which is why many kids get shipped off the military academies) and “conduct unbecoming” (which is a good way to get kicked out of a military school).
Walked the grounds for a brief time, then back on the bike and a left on Virginia 6 (River Road) heads west through a series of twists and turns and more than a few intersections before hitting U.S. 29, where a turn south heads down to U.S. 60 at Amherst, north of Lynchburg, and home of Sweet Briar College, a school is adventuresome coeds back in my college days and an active libido.
West on 60 took us over the mountains, past the Blue Ridge Parkway near Buena Vista and a hop on U.S. 501 over to Glasgow and then Virginia 103 to Natural Bridge and U.S. 11 North, where I headed Southwest back towards Roanoke.
Pulled into the garage a little after 8 p.m. Collapsed on the couch and fell into a deep sleep until Amy returned from her weekly bingo trip with winnings and some food.
Back on the bike shortly after 7 a.m. Sunday and a ride down to Roanoke again, this time for breakfast with HOG members at the International House of Pancakes at Lakeside on State 419 at Salem.
Had a lot of fun back in the 60s at Lakeside Amusement Park, which is long gone now and is home to a strip mall, a gas station and banks.
After a good breakfast, others headed one way. I wandered over a meandering series of back roads to Staunton, filled the Harley’s gas tank then went west on U.S. 250 through the tight winding route through the George Washington National Forest over to U.S. 220 in Monterey.
I could have continued on 250 through another seires of mountains and twists and turns over to Elkins, WVa, but headed South down to Hot Springs and the Homestead, then continued on to Covington, on to Clinton Forge, then southwest on 11 to Fincastle and Interstate 81 and then I-581 to Cave Spring for a stop for gas ($2.32 a gallon for premium) and some sushi for Amy and I before heading home, arriving about 12 hours after the departure earlier in the day.
Two good days of riding. More than 700 miles on the odometer. The bike will need to go in for its 22,500 mile service (and a new front tire) after this weekend
The only rain encoutered came in the ride down to Roanoke Saturday morning, Lots of sun, which created the need for Amy to apply cream on a sunburned face Sunday night.
I goofed off this weekend. There were things that could have been done but I decided to be selfish and do something for myself.
A new week and a lot of work starts on Monday.