I set two new records yesterday – the slowest I have ever been 4.5 mph up a very long hill and 36.6 down that same hill. What a rush of a ride up – and I do emphasize up - Highway 96 to the Natchez Trace Bridge.
I stopped along the way because my water bottle malfunctioned and I was facing a very long hill.
I stopped in a beautiful place
and the guy came out and shared cool spring water and stories about science. He studied physical chemistry at Florida State under a nobel prize winner that discovered Bucky Balls. He also knew Paul Dirac and did not understand anything he said like most everyone else that hears about quantum mechanics. I asked for a photo with his cool mountain beard but he declined – that is fine – I always ask.
I made it to the bridge that I have crossed in all three of my motorcycles and filmed as I went across in one. I did the same on Red but pushed the record button too many times on the first crossing and had to do record on the second trip.
While stopped at the majestic site that I have photographed many times (when in Southern California once a relative took us to see this awesome bridge and it was identical to this one)
I met two motorcycle riders, Hal and Bill.
We shared some lies. Hal is an engineer semi-retired that designs software for fire safety (www.hrssystems.com). Bill was an airplane mechanic who saw Chuck Yeager’s plane the day before he broke the sound barrier.
It was a 102 heat index yesterday and I had been 10 plus miles so when I got the bottom of the hill I called mom to come and get me. I could have made it back but I did not want to be macho today. As I waited I found a cute little leaf roller.
After shower and rest we had a family dinner at Cracker Barrel where my mom and dad and brother eat every Saturday and ask for Donnie to be their waiter. This day he had three more – me, my sister and her husband.
A very good day two and was glad to see I still had my bike legs even in the heat after a two week lay – off. Bring on the Virginia and West Virginia mountains, I think.
P.S. Happy Father's Day, Pop
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