We started off the morning at Starbucks! First one we have seen for days! Happy campers! Next up was Walmart.....last night we met a couple from Little Rock Arkansas at the bar near our hotel and had a lively conversation with them. They asked if we were there for bike week, we told them we kind of just landed here unawares. They gave us the lowdown as they come for it each year.....they have a motor home in "Hog Haven" (in Layetteville) they pay $5,000 a year for the space and drive 200 miles from their home in Little Rock to watch college football, I wasn't exactly sure but I think they travel back and forth. Anyway, they said if you want bike rally tshirts you must go to Walmart as their price is 9.88 and on Dickson St. They charge $25.........so we were off to Walmart!
It was about 11am by the time we started south. The bikes coming towards us were constant.....most of the day, some bikers don't actually ride their bikes to rallys, they trailer them, then ride them a few miles into the heart of the rally. Those who trailer are called boulevard bikers. Part of our ride was on a road called Pig Trail, it is said to be one of the top 100 rides for motorcycles in the USA .....being beautiful and with good curves. (I can do without the curves!) the forest made a canopy overhead which was a nice respite from the sun. There are a lot of name places in the area with the word pig , the pigs are razorback pigs, not the chubby pink ones we associate with bacon. The razorback is the mascot for a lot of the university teams at Arkansas State. I think they probably hunt them in the Ozarks as well.
We were stopped at an intersection with a semi that was carrying livestock and as it pulled away we could hear hundreds of pigs squealing!!!!
A couple of times today we drove by photographers on the side of the road who were photographing bikers as they rode by....the idea is you note the time as you pass and they click, then you go on their website, find your time and hopefully your picture and then you order it on line. Our times were 11:45 and 11:52 Friday .
Gradually as the day went on we were seeing less bikers heading to the rally, we passed through a small place called Hatfield, thought we might see a McCoy but no such luck. It was a calming scene of goats and cows and small homesteads as we crossed the state line into Texas. We are in New Boston....two hotels, we picked the one we thought looked the nicest and asked for a room. When the desk clerk said it was $45. I asked if we could see it first.......$45!!!!! You've got to be kidding what will it be like. To my surprise it is fine, and clean! Still in shock.
As I write Jeff is on line plotting tomorrow and where we will stay.....he has found Palestine Texas a town of 18,000. Should be interesting.
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