Happy Birthday Bill – From Nashville Ind

2018 km 

First of all I want to wish my childhood best friend Bill a wonderful day on his birthday. Bill and I were inseparable as kids but I move away when I was 13 and last saw him when I was 16. Recently we reconnected after 44 years. Have a great one Bill – I will raise a glass to you here in Nashville. 

A Morning of Muddy Boots 

Muddy Boots Cafe- Nashville

I had breakfast this morning at the Muddy Boot. It is quite the place. The food is good and they specialize in herbal teas and coffee. I parked my bike in a parking lot across the street and the guy there waived the $2 fee as long as I listened to his stories of what it is like there when the bike rally is in town. He was great and he watched my gear for me. 

I then went for a ride through the countryside and the State 

Jackson Creek Road - Yellow Wood Forest

 Forest. It was a nice cool morning to ride.  As I was riding through the Yellow Wood Forest I ended up on this gravel road. It is lucky I stopped to take this picture because just as I did, a gavel truck, pickup and FedEx truck came down the hill. There was only enough room for them – not me. I pulled over as far as I could, given there are no shoulders, and let them pass. The gravel truck should have been a clue. I little ways down the road I came across a grader filling a washout. He eventually backed up to let me by but I had to ride through a mucky loose gravel wash and hence the second muddy boot – running shoe actually. It is ok though about 100 meters down the road the river was flowing over the road so I could wash my tires. 

Typical Nashville Shoppe

I returned to Nashville and paid the $2 to park for the day and spent the whole day walking around, visiting the shoppes and eating. I bought a motorcycle t-shirt so now I will have a clean shirt for tomorrow. Tomorrow is laundry day. I skipped over the shirt that says “If you can read this the bitch fell off”. I figured that was not my style and would go over like a lead balloon.

I had lunch in another little cafe listening to a lady yammering on about the local gossip. The other 3 ladies with her looked as bored as I was. 

I found a credit card on the sidewalk so I went into the nearest store and asked to use their phone to call the credit card company. They were able to reach some “Kin” of the owner who will get a message to the owner that the card is at the store. My good deed for the day. I left my email so hopefully I will hear if they got it back.

I went into this leather store and spent about an hour talking to Dana the storekeeper. She loves French Lick and filled me in a bit more on its history. She also gave me some advice for my ride tomorrow. It was a nice cool break talking to a wonderfully pleasant lady. 

Hey Pat they had some great fringed jackets and cowboy boots – but alas I didn’t buy any. A customer came in and that was the end of our chat – so I said my goodbyes and ventured out into the heat. 

In one shoppe there was a glass blower – he was making a christmas ornament. There are hundreds of neat things in the store but I didn’t think I could get them home in one piece. 

All the ladies (e.g. Pat, Estelle, Brenda …)  would love this town. The guys would be like a couple of guys I saw sitting outside a baby store. I asked if they were waiting for their ladies and they nodded with a glum look. I just laughed and moved on. 

There are a lot of bikes moving through town all the time or parked outside the leather store. I finished the afternoon with a root beer float sitting at an outdoor table watching people. 

Tonight it will be dinner alone again – that is the only downside of this trip. 

Tomorrow I am heading up towards Indianapolis and stay there until Sunday when I will start my trek home. They have been having bad storms up that way so that might affect my timing. If my butt and back are up to it I might do the Manitoulin Island route. I will see! 

Bye for now everyone.

Advertisement