|03-30-2002, 03:15 AM||#1|
Joined: Nov 2001
Location: Southeast Texas
Father / Son six day trip
03/16/02 We left Nederland Saturday afternoon. We headed for Houston to spend the night and visit with my sister in-law. This is Chase's (my 13yr old son) God Mother who spoils him every chance she gets. Chase had been trying to get over the crud for about a week now and was doing much better. He was not totally well, but we're willing to chance the trip. Armed with a prescription cough medicine and vitamins we head out.
03/17/02 I had arranged some weeks before to pick up a few accessories for the GS from a guy I had met last October at the 31st annual BMW rally in Fredericksburg Texas.
I woke up early that morning and headed to Missouri City TX. There we installed a tall Aeroflow wind screen, Aerostich tank panniers and a handlebar map case. I purchased the wind screen after the trip, the other stuff was not for sale. He let us use them for the trip (what a great dude).
I rode back to Houston to pick up Chase. We did a quick breakfast and headed out. We were going to Waco. The night before I had scoped out the map and Highway 6 looked like a nice little highway that went from Houston all the way to Waco. The temperature was low 80's. We must have rode for an hour in thick traffic and red light to red light. I kept thinking, "the road's going to open up around the next bend". We were dressed in full gear and with the new wind screen and tank panniers the bike is like a full fairing bike. We are melting away quickly. "SCREW THIS"! We peeled off Hi. 6 for I.45 N. Oh yea, that's the ticket. Now were getting some where. Hey I love this Aeroflow and tank panniers. I was eyeing RT's but not any more. At 75 mph Chase and I can talk to one another and understand what were saying." I know, I know, helmet to helmet intercoms". I want one and will get one, but all this stuff comes kind of slow for a poor guy.
The further north we rode the cloudier and the cooler it got. Then about five miles ahead the sky looked very dark gray. we pulled under an overpass and I told Chase to put on the rain gear. "Aaaawwwwe Dad I don't want to wear this". He reluctantly dawns the rain gear. The temperature had already dropped allot. Then we rode directly through a cold front. The temp. dropped 10 deg. in one second. Then the rain came, we rode in it for about an hour before entering Waco. All day Chase had been talking about wanting to get a hotel with a indoor pool and a hot tub. When we entered Waco about dark he was a frozen popsicle. He was ready to stop at the first motel we came to. The first one we came to looked a little substandard. There was a Holliday Inn in sight a little ways down the road. We buzz on over and get a room. While I unpacked Chase heads for a hot bath tub of water to warm his bones. After getting everything situated, I opt for a hot shower myself. When I get out, Chase is in the bed with the covers pulled up to his chin and he doesn't look good at all. I felt his head and he was burning up. "OH SHIT" now what! I've got aspirin but after reading the label, It's not good for kids and teens, says it can cause problems. I've got to do something, so I leave him there and head back out into the elements. Three miles down the road I find a H.E.B. There I picked up a digital thermometer and a bottle of Tylenol. I zoomed back to the hotel. I took his temp. 102.3 "HOLLY SHIT" here we go. I have an older daughter that used to run high fever at the drop of a hat. I know how to deal with it. Luckily his fever broke a couple of hours after taking some Tylenol.
03/18/02 Chase pops up like toast, feeling good and wanting breakfast. "GLORY HALLELUJAH"! After a hearty breakfast we ride to Cameron park. It's located up on a cliff and looks over the emerald green Brazos river. Then It's on to check out Baylor University, to show him what a good college looks like. "Take it all in son, this is the way you want to go". Then we go to the Texas Rangers Hall Of Fame. Pretty cool stuff there, especially if your into guns and knives and stuff. After that I wanted to show him where dear old Dad went to school. (I'm a wrench by trade.) T.S.T.I now called T.S.T.C. It looks better now than it did then. But it still looks like "Skid Row" as compared to Baylor. It made a hell of an impression on him. I hope it stays with him a long time. Now hunger starts to set in. We eat at a nice restaurant that overlooks the Brazos river. It's been sprinkling on us off and on all day. It's nearing checkout time. I've been keeping a close watch on the weather channel. The weather is going to start sucking harder for like a long time. So we decide to stay another night. We had got the room on a Sunday night and it was over a hundred bucks. We were planning to be gone for more that a week and our budget did not include $100+ per night hotels. I read some literature in the room where the rates are more in line with our budget during the week. I'm not sure what kind of game they were trying to run here, but upon inquiring about the difference in price, it was going to be about $8 less. That's when I got on the horn and found a much nicer hotel with indoor heated swimming pool hot tub and all of the trimmings in the $70 range, "now that's what I'm talking about". We moved to our new and improved quarters with glee. "Last one to the pool is a rotten poser"! After a relaxing swim and soak in the hot tub, I took advantage of the hotel's business room to e-mail home and let wife mate know that were still alive. That night after supper we ordered a movie. Boy was it ever Cozy here, nasty outside, warm and dry inside. I can't tell you how easy it would have been to spend the rest of our days right there and not push on northward. It crossed my mind several times. Watching the weather channel, it appeared there would be a small break in the weather the following morning. The decision was made to shoot for Paris TX the following day. I set the room alarm clock for 6:00 am. I didn't get to sleep until 3:00 am. excited about tomorrow.
03/19/02 Well needless to say we awoke at 8:30 am. Chase had evidently turned off the alarm and rolled over and fell back fast asleep. Myself , I never heard it. After the usual good breakfast I pumped him full of cough syrup and vitamins (everyday) again. As it turned out , we couldn't have planned it better. If we would left on schedule we would have caught rain all day. As it were, it only rained on us the last forty minutes before entering Paris, as we drove through another cold front. ( this time Chase started the day with an electric vest) We ate lunch at the Train Depot Bar and Grill. That's exactly what it used to be too! It was an old train depot.
We have not received as many bizarre looks as we did on this trip, going into places in full road gear with the bad weather. Once we got somewhat undressed and would talk to different folks, they seemed to realize that we were just regular people. We met a bunch of friendly folks on this trip. Our main goal was to drive through some mountains on this vacation. As we were eating we were talking to a friendly local man at the table next to us. He was interested in where we were from and our destination. We were headed to Rich Mountain and specifically the Tallimena drive High way 1. He told us the best and most scenic way to get there and where the local motels were in Paris. Time to suit up again. It's raining cats and dogs but we're starting to get accustom to it. We find a motel and do our usual soggy entrance. Where we got our usual "men from Mars" looks. After degearing and a little talking with the manager, she out of the clear blue offered to let us park our bike under the main entrance awning for the night. "Wow that's really nice of her". They also had a business room with internet access. This will give me a chance to drop an e-mail to the wife mate to let her know how were doing. The day we left home she was quite sure that this would be the last time for her to see Chase alive again. (the little fever thing would be mine and Chase's secret until we arrived safely home) ( no since in making Mom stroke out any worse than she was already)
We get unpacked and our showers out of the way. "Guess what"? The A/C heater doesn't work in our room. I call the desk, "no problem sir we'll get someone right on it". I tell Chase That I'm going to the business room to print some maps for tomorrow and touch base with family. "Call me if you need me". I'm on the computer when the phone rings. It's Chase telling me, while the maintenance man was checking the A/C unit it made a loud noise and blew up, and that they were going to move us to another room. "Ok I'll be right there".
We make the move and all is well. On the way to supper that night I step outside and it was raining and chilly. I go to put on my Darien jacket liner, when, I can't find it, "SOB". The last time I remember seeing it was in the previous room. I make a mad dash for the front desk to get a key to the previous room, knowing it will be there. I eagerly open the door to the previous room, "it's not here". "MMMOOOFFFOOO SSSOOOBBB". "OK THAT'S IT!, GAME OVER I'M SCREEEEEWED!". We've got one electric vest between the two of us and I'm trying to keep son from relapsing, and it's colder than a witches tit outside not to mention nasty. One last search of our current room, "I FOUND IT"! I had overlooked it in all of the clutter. THANK YOU DEAR JESUS THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU!!!!!!
Amongst all of these obstacles and there have been many, me and Chase found a very satisfying oneness. As we would set a goal and achieve it and set another. Talk about bonding and can you believe it? "So far we've had a great time".
03/20/02 Up like toast, doing breakfast. Today's goal is Queen Willimena Lodge on to of Rich Mountain in Arkansas. By the way we've covered quite a bit of road so far and we haven't seen another motorcycle for days. "What's up with that"? Ok, here we go. We shove off after feeding our faces. Your not going to believe this but it was raining and cold. "I feel like I'm repeating myself". Then we soon cross over the Red River at the Texas, Oklahoma border. They named it right, it is truly red. Now we have crossed our first state line. "Oh Joy"! We feel the need to take a picture of ourselves and the state sign in the rain. (we really do) People must have thought we had lost our minds. Parked in the rain taking pictures and on a nasty, filthy motorcycle as they drove by.
Next stop Broken Bow Oklahoma. We stopped a couple of places to get a state map. No state maps to be had. No great loss we had our home made jobbers. We asked about a good place to eat, and the local's came through once again. We were directed to a little Mom and Pop place which had great food and prices. We visited with some local patrons there and got a feel for how far away we were from our daily goal. Striking out once more we were somewhere in the neighborhood of 70 mi. from Queen Willimena Lodge. North from here is where the scenic drive began up into the mountains. As we were going up there we see another bike coming down. First one we had seen in days. Some guy on a Harley. He was not a poser, he was a biker. Trudging through the muck just like we were. Shortly after we passed this real biker, the rain stopped. The sky was heavily overcast but the rain "had" stopped. We witnessed a beautiful orange fox with a bushy tail crossing the road in front of us. (Kewl) Now we get to the top of the mountain ridge. Here we meet highway 1 . This is what we came for. There was a sign that read enter at your own risk because of this and that, you mountain people probably know what I'm talking about. Being flat landler's it was all new to us. Eye candy all around. We stopped at numerous vistas (over looks) and took pictures and just breathed it all in. At one place we could see so much that it made us feel drunk. We loved it. We're riding across the top of the mountain ridge when up ahead of us was six or seven small wild hogs. We drove through them real slow and they parted onto both sides of the road and Chase took their picture as we rode by. Today was the first time we got wet, and it was just our gloves. As long as I was riding my hands were fine. The grips kept them warm. We were stopping at so many vistas and taking the gloves off and putting them on that my hands were getting numb. Now I knew what the opposing cylinder configuration was for. To have a place to warm your gloves. It all seemed so clear now. Next vista I lay them on top of the jugs about ten minutes. When it's time to move on, aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh still wet but oooohhhh sooooo warm.
"Hey that works good"! Next vista same deal. Time to go, put on warm gloves, " WHAT THE SHIT"? Damn hole is melted in the end of the middle finger. It had touched the exhaust. Then I get a flash back. I've seen this picture before. Possibly on this very BBS. That's one time I didn't learn from someone else's mistake. No worries mate, the hole was melted weather tight.
We're off and running. We cross another state line (Arkansas). We feel like we're really doing something now. Then we roll into Queen Willimena Lodge. Hooray! Another goal reached. We see about getting a room. SUCK! None available. She says we will have to ride into Mena. She suggested a couple of motels. We told her thanks and left a number we could be reached at, in the case of a cancellation in the next couple of days. On the way out we pet a couple of fawns grazing on the lawn. Chase had asked about them and was told that they didn't belong to anyone. Apparently they just came around and got used to people after a while. We got a room at a motel at the foot of the mountains. The place didn't look that great, but the lady at the lodge that suggested it, did right by us. What it lacked in esthetics, it more than made up for in the restaurant. The word restaurant really doesn't apply here. We have enjoyed allot of good meals on our trip but this was the first home cooking we have had since leaving on the 16th.
That night we rented a movie and discussed plans for the following day. The decision was made to dig for diamonds at Crater Diamond State Park. That night the skies cleared and the temperature dropped.
03/21/02 Bright SUNSHINE!!!!!!!!!!! What the heck is that? As I step outside admiring the beautiful weather. The temperature is 30 degrees. I'm checking out the bike when I see a sheet of "ice" on the hard bags. No, not frost, "ice". After breakfast we buzz southeast for an hour or so to dig for diamonds. I want you all to say it with me, "Tourist Trap". Not really, I'm just teasing. I think everybody ought to go once. I'm sure that people find gem stones there. We saw some people that were really set up for it and seemed to go there quite a bit. I hate to tell you though, we didn't strike it rich. This was our sixth day on the road. Originally we were planning seven, but home is starting to sound pretty good to both of us. We were going to head north to the closest town and do lunch. But after talking about it, we're really ready to get home. So we snack on some cheese crackers to hold us over until we can burn up some miles south. A little after lunch time we arrive in Hope Arkansas. We ate at a Mexican restaurant on I. 30 w. Now we're excited about getting home. We plan on putting down as many miles south as possible before dark. At the beginning of the trip we were planning on spending the night with my folks and visiting a little before finally heading home.
Full of fire and ready to iron butt it home we hit the ground running. We departed Hope a little before 2pm. on I. 30 w. to Texarkana then highway 59 s. to Tenaha TX., got on highway 69 s. to Kirbyville TX. where the folks are. We ran a steady 80 mph. We encountered five DPS, three of them issuing tickets and two not. Luck was with us I guess (God watches out for fools). We rode into the folks place right before dusk, surprised them a day early. We had a very nice visit and spent the night.
03/22/02 Enjoyed our brief visit with breakfast and a couple of smoking hot cups of coffee. It's a short 75 miles south to home. The wife mate is glad to see us home safe and sound. This has been a "real adventure" for Chase and myself. We were in much better shape when we got back then we were when we left. We discontinued Chase's cough medicine a couple of days earlier because he didn't need it anymore.
I also figured out why people flock to the southern coasts during spring break. Ha ha, because the weather sucks up north. That's ok knowing what we know now we'd do it all over again. We have a ton of great pictures. I will soon take some time to scan them and attempt to share them with you all.
We were very surprised at the total miles of the trip. We figured that we would have covered well over 2000 miles, when actually the total was 1350 miles. I guess all of the weather made it seem further than it really was. I try to do allot with my son but this was by far the neatest experience we've ever had together.
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