Greenville Mississippi motorcycle ride.

Here is the Greenville trip I promised you a few post back…just a little refresher…my son Myles

was playing baseball for the state championship so I decided to ride my bike to the game (its around 250 miles from my house) and meet up with the rest of the family once I got there. I left thirty minutes before the rest of the family, I need gas; I filled up just as I left town and stopped in Jackson to refuel again. While filling the tank I called my wife and found out they were only minutes away, so I waited to follow them to Greenville. The trip to Greenville was pretty much uneventful we made it to the Hampton Inn

and checked in with no problem. We had a great time at the games Friday and Saturday…the boys came in second.

Truth is I never had time to go for a motorcycle ride the entire time I was there my bike never moved once until it was time to leave Sunday.

I got up early due to a small threat of rain in the afternoon. As I was getting on my bike I noticed something shiny on my bike seat…it turned out to be a quarter.

Hmmm how did that get there…I have my suspicions…so in case you were wondering why I was playing the song “here’s a quarter call someone who cares” in the background …well now you know….it was the first song I thought of as I was putting the quarter in my pocket…ha-ha. I took hwy 1

as I wanted to stop by Lake Washington to take a look…hwy 1 was mine

only a few cars along the road with corn fields on both sides of me…one problem no gas stations..Hmmmm I should have filled up before I left town.

I have to mention this just as I turned off to the lake I saw someone on a tractor getting ready to plow a field…as I got near I learned my eyes had deceived me…it was just a tractor made out of hay…

nice job, very nice job….loved it!

I found the lake ok it was around twenty minutes out of town.

Just as turned off on the hwy leading to the lake

I looked down and saw I only had around thirty miles left till empty. My thinking was it’s a huge lake and there should be gas stations all around it….WRONG!!! I rode around the lake snapping a few photos

Then I came across this huge old house being taking back by the land…I still wonder what the story was on this one…

but always had in the back of my mind I was slowly running out of gas. This was a bummer due to the lake was beautiful and I had to cut the trip around the lake short to try and make it to the next small town for gas.

Once back on the hwy I found gas at the next small town, along the way I saw a lot of farm equipment (most of the stuff I had no idea what it was used for)

On a sadder note I passed mile after mile of dying corn…just thinking about how much money was lost due to the lack of water…sad, sad.

The rest of the trip home went great I stopped a few times for gas and a diet root beer and beat the rain by about ten minutes…it came a storm…but I was safe and dry inside my house…great trip, I would do it again…there is always next year, I’m sure the boys will be going to State again…GO petal!!