The day began with the best hotel breakfast yet, a full assortment of the usual goodies plus real bacon! Yum! I expect that's as it should be considering their price point but still it was great and the staff's service was equal to it.
I left right after breakfast and immediately went the wrong way so I got to see the following sign. You can really tell you're in the deep south when you see business names like this.
|Gene you should paint this on your stealth van|
|It's a pizza joint today|
|I've no idea what's back there|
|The post office was tiny but still operating|
|A really nice old home next to the post office|
|Maybe an old school house?|
|Riding into Tuskagee|
|These were the birds they flew, hence the name "Red Tails"|
|That's right General, open mouth wide, insert both feet boots & all|
|The same air strip where they flew training missions from during the war|
|All of the buildings have been beautifully restored or preserved|
To make life easier for his tech I removed the Happy Trail panniers and lugged everything into the motel. That means I'll have to stay here tomorrow night too as they won't have the tires on until after check-out time at the motel. No biggie, I have to stay somewhere anyway so it may as well be here.
I recorded the Bonnie's current odometer reading so I can calculate how many miles were ran on the old tires. The back one is fairly bald and the front isn't far behind it so I'll be glad to get new ones.
Once I'd finished checking into the motel and removing the panniers I noticed a rather unpleasant smell which turned out to be me.... I've been washing out my gear on a regular basis but somehow my Draggin shirt slipped through the cracks and man was it ever filthy. The water turned dark brown as soon as the soap suds hit it. I gave it a thorough washing as well as my socks & other stuff, hope they'll dry by morning as they're hanging all over the Bonnie outside.
For dinner I splurged and hit the Red Lobster next door so now I can barely waddle. It was nice having real food for a change instead of Cliff Bars or a monster burger. Life on the road ain't so bad once you get the routines down.
See ya tamale`