Tennessee to Kansas

When I left off I was deep in the Tennessee mountains. The roads out here are a lot of fun to ride on. Twisty rolling highways zig zag across the country slowly bringing me west. Many of the roads are carved through the limestone mountains. In the photo below a giant overhang creates a nice cool shelter.

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For my girlfriend Jillian. There was another rock that said Jesus in front, but I moved it for the photo. Sorry Jesus.

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I saw what looked like a cave. I went in to investigate.

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I assume it’s a limestone quarry dug into the mountain.

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There seemed to be a labrynth of tunnels within. I didn’t have my flashlight with me so I could only explore the parts where the daylight shined through.

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As usual on these old highways there are a lot of places long out of business.

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This old house was beautiful set back of the highway.

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I got a little lost after breakfast, but found my way to a town called Red Boiling Springs. There I came across an great little motorcycle museum.

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It’s called the Cyclemos Motorcycle Museum. Let’s go inside and have a look.

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The guys running the place were super friendly. They invited me into the shop where they were working on this magnificent 1941 Harley Davidson Knucklehead. Like many of the bikes in the museum this bike belongs to Mike Wolf from American Pickers.

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Mike (the mechanic) was taking this baby apart and keeping all the dirt and grease in some coffee cans because Mike Wolf like the dirt put back on when it is running again.

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There is a yet unsolved mystery with this bike. There are these little lights on the solid front wheel. It is still an unsolved mystery as to how these little lights are powered. Mike told me to keep in touch through facebook to find out the mystery of the lights..

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This town also has some really old hotels from days gone by.

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I was in need of a new rear tire. I called the guys at the Triumph dealer in Madison, TN and they said they would squeeze me in the next day. Madison is just north of Nashville. So I booked a room for the night in Nashville. My hotel had a guitar shaped swimming pool.

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In Nashville they have a recreation of the Parthenon from Athens, Greece. When I arrived they were filming some kind of country video for a girl named Julliete.

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The main strip in Nashville reminded me a bit of Bourbon Street in New Orleans.

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The street is lined with bars pumping out live music and people partying.

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The next morning I was off the Castle Powersports where they hooked me up promptly with a new rear tire. The folks here were friendly and courteous. If you need help in the area give these guys a call.

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It’s always strange to see someone else riding my Bonnie.

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I was going to go north through the Land Between the Lakes and into Kentucky, but first I had a look at old Fort Donelson. Here you see old canons set up to take on the old ironclad vessels of the river during the Civil War.

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An old furnace in the Land Between the Lakes.

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Rain came down so I wasn’t able to take any photos of my Mississippi River crossing. Too bad, it was a beautiful bridge. I thought it would rain into the night, but much to my amazement the storm split and cleared right before me.

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I camped out in this swampy wilderness.

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I always like those old one movie theaters you find in small towns. Many have been converted for other uses but keep the facade intact.

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I was on old Route 66 for a minute in Missouri.

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I asked a local where I could camp in the area. I was lost for over an hour on dirt and gravel roads before finding my way.

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I finally found the campsite and chose a spot on the lake. That night it stormed. I was scared. I was in Kansas now and read on the weather app that north of me were 50 mile an hour winds and hail. They were warned to prepare to seek shelter. Fortunately by the time the storm got to me it had died down a bit. But still, everything got soaked.

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A couple years ago I passed by the home of Laura Ingels who wrote “Little House on the Prarie”. Here in Kansas I came upon that Prarie where they had built a replica of the Ingel’s home.

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Replicas are always a little disappointing, but it is the actual location of the old home. I was equally interested in the surroundings like this cicada and the softball sized walnuts.

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Sometimes on the road you meet some real friendly people. Sometime you meet an ass.

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I also like the old service stations. Like the old theaters many now serve other purposes.

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After many a twisty road, Kansas offers a straight shot west.

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I stopped by Meade, KS to see the Dalton Gang hideout. It was closed when I got there. As it was getting late and there was a storm ahead I figured I would stay in Meade.

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I stopped by a fleabag motel to ask how much a room was. While there I see a guy pull up on a Bonneville. When I stepped outside to say hi. He said we had met before. Really?? He said last year we talked for a while in Greensburg KS. Wow! This guy Danny lived in Meade. How strange to bump into him. Danny told me of a place I could camp for free in Meade and said he would be happy to show me. I grabbed a bite to eat and headed to his place. Below is his 2003 Bonnie.

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In Danny’s garage was a beautiful 1966 Chevelle he is working on and a 1978 Yamaha with only 5000 miles on it.

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Danny rode me out to the location of free camping near a lake about 15 mile outside of town.

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Thank you Danny. I had a great night’s sleep and now it’s time to head west.

6 Responses to “Tennessee to Kansas”

  1. my dad (Danny) told me to come check your blog out, pretty cool to see his bike and the awesome garage pics on here! he has a 3rd motorcycle too, the montesa was probably out back by his old chevy truck. and people wonder why i like cars?! look what i grew up with:)

    • Your dad is a real nice man. Hey, if you ever want to get him a special gift, he really liked my seat cushion. It’s called the The Airhawk Seat Cushion. It’s a little pricey, but it makes a huge difference in the comfort of a ride. He tried mine and I know he would like one. There is a link to it on my Gear and Supplies page, but maybe you can research a better price. Take good care and give my best to your dad.

  2. Jerry hickey Says:

    hey, sounds like fun! I’m Danny’s brother-in-law, he never forgets a bike, car, or face. He’s the best. Keep on keeping on safely, Jerry Hickey, Haviland, ks.

    • I have to agree. I really enjoyed talking with him again and truly appreciate him showing me a free spot to camp. Thanks for checking in.

  3. Sharlotte Hood Lewis Says:

    Hi, my name’s Sharlotte & I served you breakfast at a little country restaurant in Livingston Tennessee & I’m so glad you gave me your card so I could look up your adventures. Nice photography & may the force be with ya. Oh yeah I put your website on my facebook page for all to see, I hope you don’t mind.

    • Hey thanks Sharlotte,
      That was my best breakfast yet. It’s hard to eat well when you are on the road. Feel free to share.
      Thanks again,

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