So here i go..I left on Wed. April 7th @ 6am from the frigid brew city..Temp..a little above freezing..in fact..i spent the night at my bro peejs 2 nights before because the abombinal snow god decided to dump a couple feet of snow on us..we were "snowed in" as we call it up here..
so never-the-less i hopped on my motorbike(cuz bunnies hop u know) and told myself that the faster i made it south the warmer i would be..so i hauled ass to my destination of Slade,KY..about 630mi..Slade is in a dry county..but luckily for me i had camped in slade a couple years ago and knew that about 15mi down a beautifully sweeping mountain road was a church and a beer depot in the next county that happens to not be dry..jesus knows i pound beers for him..
After collecting my provisions..i rode my motorcycle up into the mountains turned down a gravel road and when i found a spot to my liking a drove into the woods and set up camp.
It was dusk when i was looking for a place to camp so i didnt notice the scenery until the morning.
But before i could get back on the road i noticed that my already plugged tyre was leaking..i was actually hoping it was another hole and not the plug...it was the plug..so i replaced the plug but the hole was now to big for just one plug so i held on to the tail of the first one and squeezed another one next to it..i wasnt even sure it would work..and work it did..i didnt replace my tyre until i had planned to..when i got to south florida..i know some of you are just cringing @ the thought..you roll how you roll and i'll roll how i roll..on the edge bromos
So I hit the road to my next destination..Lumpkin,GA..or southwest GA..to meet up with Kelly Rogers on his freshly finished cb750 chopper..he said this was about the halfway point between us since he was coming from the cape..lets just say i was duped..i had an extra 100mi..you sneaky fucker you..