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Me, Dr. Dan, and Brian decided to do the Three Sisters. We agreed to meet in Crockett at 9:30am on Friday, October 31.
I intended to sleep in Dr. Dan and Brian's room on my inflatable mattress.
Problem was, I couldn't find the electrical plug that allows my air pump
to run off my bike. We had to stop at the BMW shop in Austin so I
could buy one.
At the Austin BMW shop Brian really liked the new F800GS. Dr. Dan liked
the F650GS.
From the BMW shop we went south on I-35. Traffic was a parking lot in
places. Several times I had to lane-split and ride on the shoulder to get
some air flow across my cylinders to keep my bike from overheating.
Traffic was pretty bad all the way to Dripping Springs about 20 miles
west of Austin. There it opened up and we were able to roll at high
speed all the way to Kerrville. In Johnson City the trick-or-treaters
were out in force as we rolled through downtown.
In Kerrville we stayed at the La Quinta. It was a hotel, not a motel, so I
wasn't able to blow up my mattress at my bike, and then sneak it into
the room. I devised a plan to use AA batteries to power my air pump.
We had to line up 9 of them on a dresser drawer to make 12 volts. It worked.
Friday night we went to Wal-Mart and got beer. Then we rode to the
Y.O. Ranch where the Honda Sport Touring Association was having their
yearly get-together.
Here's what the lobby looks like...
There we hung and by the pool and by the fireplace drinking beer and
talking with the other riders. The HSTA people were a great bunch.
Saturday morning we headed for the Three Sisters.
We took the route:
- 16 to Medina
- 337 to Vanderpool, Leakey, and Camp Wood
- 335 north to 41, then west on 41 to 336
- south on 336 back to Leakey, ate lunch at Mama Chole's
- north on 83 to 39 where we stopped at Stonehenge II before hitting Kerville.
Here's us at Stonehenge II...
Saturday night we went to the Lounge at the Y.O. Resort. It looks like this...
Brian was happy to get to watch the U.T. / Texas Tech game. I went
to the bathroom during the last minute of the game when the big
turnover happened.
We talked with this woman Denise http://www.okhsta.com/fz1grl/
She had put 140,000 miles on her FZ1 in like 3 years.
Sunday morning Dan treated us to breakfast at the Cracker Barrel.
According to him "Fifty million old people can't be wrong". He was
right. The food was very good.
Dan and Brian headed back for Austin and Alto/Rusk.
I wanted to do some more riding, so I rode over to the Kerrville State
Hospital and looked at it. On a hill behind the Hospital is a cemetery
where they bury all the patients nobody wanted to claim. Here are
some pictures.
Next I headed south on I-10 to Bourne. I took this route over to Canyon
Lake, the Devil's Backbone, then San Marcos.
Here's me at the dam on Canyon Lake...
In San Marcos I called my daughter in Austin to see about going out to
eat with her. She agreed, so I rolled north on I-35. As I was coming
into Austin, my clutch cable snapped. I managed to limp to my
daughter's apartment.
I spent Monday calling all over Austin and San Antonio looking for a
clutch cable because the Austin BMW shop is closed on Mondays. I
couldn't find one.
Tuesday morning I bought a clutch cable an installed it in the parking lot at my daughter's apartments.
I made it back to Lufkin with barley enough time to run to the polls and
vote before they closed at 7:00pm.
What a great trip! I'm tired, but I had fun.
I intended to sleep in Dr. Dan and Brian's room on my inflatable mattress.
Problem was, I couldn't find the electrical plug that allows my air pump
to run off my bike. We had to stop at the BMW shop in Austin so I
could buy one.
At the Austin BMW shop Brian really liked the new F800GS. Dr. Dan liked
the F650GS.
From the BMW shop we went south on I-35. Traffic was a parking lot in
places. Several times I had to lane-split and ride on the shoulder to get
some air flow across my cylinders to keep my bike from overheating.
Traffic was pretty bad all the way to Dripping Springs about 20 miles
west of Austin. There it opened up and we were able to roll at high
speed all the way to Kerrville. In Johnson City the trick-or-treaters
were out in force as we rolled through downtown.
In Kerrville we stayed at the La Quinta. It was a hotel, not a motel, so I
wasn't able to blow up my mattress at my bike, and then sneak it into
the room. I devised a plan to use AA batteries to power my air pump.
We had to line up 9 of them on a dresser drawer to make 12 volts. It worked.
Friday night we went to Wal-Mart and got beer. Then we rode to the
Y.O. Ranch where the Honda Sport Touring Association was having their
yearly get-together.
Here's what the lobby looks like...
There we hung and by the pool and by the fireplace drinking beer and
talking with the other riders. The HSTA people were a great bunch.
Saturday morning we headed for the Three Sisters.
We took the route:
- 16 to Medina
- 337 to Vanderpool, Leakey, and Camp Wood
- 335 north to 41, then west on 41 to 336
- south on 336 back to Leakey, ate lunch at Mama Chole's
- north on 83 to 39 where we stopped at Stonehenge II before hitting Kerville.
Here's us at Stonehenge II...
Saturday night we went to the Lounge at the Y.O. Resort. It looks like this...
Brian was happy to get to watch the U.T. / Texas Tech game. I went
to the bathroom during the last minute of the game when the big
turnover happened.
We talked with this woman Denise http://www.okhsta.com/fz1grl/
She had put 140,000 miles on her FZ1 in like 3 years.
Sunday morning Dan treated us to breakfast at the Cracker Barrel.
According to him "Fifty million old people can't be wrong". He was
right. The food was very good.
Dan and Brian headed back for Austin and Alto/Rusk.
I wanted to do some more riding, so I rode over to the Kerrville State
Hospital and looked at it. On a hill behind the Hospital is a cemetery
where they bury all the patients nobody wanted to claim. Here are
some pictures.
Next I headed south on I-10 to Bourne. I took this route over to Canyon
Lake, the Devil's Backbone, then San Marcos.
Here's me at the dam on Canyon Lake...
In San Marcos I called my daughter in Austin to see about going out to
eat with her. She agreed, so I rolled north on I-35. As I was coming
into Austin, my clutch cable snapped. I managed to limp to my
daughter's apartment.
I spent Monday calling all over Austin and San Antonio looking for a
clutch cable because the Austin BMW shop is closed on Mondays. I
couldn't find one.
Tuesday morning I bought a clutch cable an installed it in the parking lot at my daughter's apartments.
I made it back to Lufkin with barley enough time to run to the polls and
vote before they closed at 7:00pm.
What a great trip! I'm tired, but I had fun.
