I won't discuss the semi-traumatic event Sunday that made me decide to abandon everything and head to Arkansas on the motorcycle. Of course, my going there required Cliff to take part in my plans, since I don't drive anything motorized. He wasn't hard to convince, though. Monday around noon we set out, pulling a loaded motorcycle trailer behind us. We went down Highway 65 and arrived at Hub Motorcycle Resort. It's a motel catering to motorcyclists, and our favorite place to stay when we're in the Harrison, Arkansas area. There are scenic curves and hills with great views in almost any direction. I always said that Colorado owns a little piece of my heart, and I guess I could say the same for Arkansas.
I didn't edit this clip closely. I've spent an average of seven hours daily on the bike for three days straight, and I'm tired.