On Friday, September 03, 2010, my wife and I packed our motorcycle trailer and headed to Asheville, NC for a vacation that lasted until that following Monday. The weather was perfect! And, the traffic was not as congested as we had expected. In the following body of this blog I will tell you a little about our experience.
First, we chose to use Mapquest to route our traveling experience. I don't know if you have ever used Mapquest, but as for our experience, it is often a true adventure. However, the directions were excellent. We traveled to Taylorsville where we got on Hwy 64 to I-40. Then it was cruise control until we entered Asheville.
We stopped at the Cracker Barrel where we met up with Lee Simmons and his girlfriend, Gerry. At the Cracker Barrel we ordered and quickly got the conversation flowing. The first topic started with Lee wanting to buy a trailer for his bike. He joked that his bike was loaded down with camping gear until people that saw him riding in probably thought it was something out of the "Beverly Hillbillies" series. After the conversation we took time to get some pictures and of course, I got my usual dip of snuff!
From there we traveled to The Blue Ridge Motorcycle Campground near Waynesville, NC. We set up camp and quickly met several travelers. We talked about where they came from and prior journeys. One interesting couple we met was from Bristol, TN. The woman was hillarious, as whe smoked a cigar that was close to three inches around in diameter. She was a teacher in TN, and was full of laughter. The evening she smoked the cigar Donna really got to know her and found out they had farming in common. I sat there and listened, loving the fact that no matter where we travel people are good, and conversation is always pleasant.
The funniest thing that happened on the trip involved a praying experience. Let me start by saying it was very cold on Sunday morning. Normally I get up early and say prayers. And that morning was no exception. However, I had to whisper my prayers. And as I was beginning, I overheard Lee say to Gerry in the next tent, "Oh Lord, He's praying Mary down on us!" I had so much peace that it was easy to continue. My journey is always a hoot! And, God was good to us, protecting us with fun, safety, and no arguments. I think it had a lot to do with everybody showing respect for each other.
When the vacation came to an end, Lee and I had become true friends. We both agreed that this was going to be the first of many vacations we take together. As the riding season comes to an end, I hope we have one more camping weekend that I can share with you. Peace Be With You!
