Time to get some Kentucky mutton!
Day 1's route
S. Branch Potomac River, along US 220 above Franklin, W.V.
"REAL" gas, no commie corn, in Franklin
Bladder maintenance stop in Monterey, Va.
This local and I chat it up.
I carry lots of tools ...
... to help Harleyists!
They were on their honeymoon, too.
Day 1's ride ends in Abingdon, Va.
Where I meet up with Jay, a Guzzista (but on his new Yam)
Obviously, it's time for Moto-Mexican food.
And, my "usual," rellenos.
Day 2's route
Off to Kentucky
Where we actually get lost in Hazard!
And, Kathi, I swear I ordered salad ... OK, at McD's ;-)
We end the day in Lebanon (Ky.!)
Where Harlots avoid us as unclean
We take a taxi to the local (quite fine) country club
Where Jay & I order everything available in the brown food group
Day 3 dawns, with the Harlots having moved even farther away!
Day 3's route
Now in old "Catholic Country," where they came to escape Md. persecution
Even Baptist Jay is impressed ;-)
Jay even likes the cemeteries!
My 4th great-grandfather came here after serving 6 years in the Continental Army
It seems that some Hagans stuck around central Ky.
Leitchfield: hardly haute cuisine, but mighty nice folks
Near Hagan Station, Daviess County, Kentucky
We get to Whitesville at last!
Where hickory awaits the kindling to get going
The Executive Chefs let us see the prep
It's not all meat ... but potatoes for the burgoo, too
The spuds soak, waiting on their turn in the burgoo
As does bourbon, Burgoo needs “aging” :-)
Time to spend night in The Big City, Owensboro
"Get off my bike, you little $%^&*!”
Rm w vu ... and a fine one of the grand Ohio River
We take cab to Moonlite BBQ, a local culinary icon
Proof why it's world famous
Jay settles in for night
Day 4 and it's an early start …
Well, for me; “Some People” snore on
I have a painful stop to make before the picnic
For some of this ...