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Is this heaven? No it is Arkansas! Ozark Escape


The riding season has finally arrived. The weather for the weekend was forecast to be the best three days in a long time. Let’s Ride.  I could hardly contain myself on Thursday as the clock seemed stuck for several hours. I left the store around 2P, headed to the house, got my gear on and hit the road. Even taking my time and not slabbing it, I was sitting at the hotel in Harrison around 4:30PM. While checking in,  I met Barbara and Steve from Tulsa Oklahoma. They had seen the ride on the MSTA facebook page and decided to join us. I was glad they tagged along. 


I asked the kind lady behind the counter if she had seen Yeeha yet. She looked into her handy dandy computer and gave me the news that he did not have a room reserved. Well I knew he had signed up so that was rather odd. After I checked in, I gave him a call. The news was not very good. He had brought his RS up via his trailer and had already been to the hotel. The bad news was, some how the RS wanted to play dead (fell over) and broke one of the cases. Yeeha had already reloaded the RS on the trailer and was headed back to Ft Worth. He did say that he would go home get his RT and he would see us Friday before dinner. Now that is a dedicated dude right there.  Another Rider named Bob joined us as well. He was from the Kansas City area. And that’s all I got to say about that. (said in my best forrest gump voice). We headed over to the Neighbor’s Mill for dinner. If you are ever in the area, this is a must. Great food and a cool environment. 



As with every trip on the bike, PIE is a must. The Mill did not disappoint. I took it to go and headed back to the hotel. We chatted a little longer, getting to know each other and had our dessert. It was not a late night, as we were all tired from the day. The weather looked to be great for our Friday ride.  Friday morning came as my alarm went off around 6:30am. I looked out the window of my hotel room. I could feel the smile spread across my face. It was looking like a beautiful day was ahead. It had been a while since I had ridden in Arkansas and to say I was a little excited was a true understatement.  We had breakfast at the Mill and then headed out. We spent the morning doing the Arkansas shuffle. First was 7, then to Jasper, over to 74 across to 123, then 16… yes we were hitting all of the cool stuff. We did Push Mountain twice and just enjoyed a FANTASTIC day in the saddle.