We continued to wind around and in and out of small places in TN. Bill’s bike starts having the same problems again after 40 mi so Bill suggested that we should more ahead on the TAT and that he would try to catch up later. I don’t know about Joe D for sure but I think we both thought Bill’s bike problems were significant and that we would not see Bill on the TAT again. We said a sad goodbye to Bill because in just a short time we had really hit it off. Bill will be missed but not the cloud hanging over his bike. I once read a short story called “She’s a Bad Motorcycle” … maybe it was Bill’s XR 650 they wrote about?.
It’s just Joe D. and I now and maybe we will catch up to Joe M and Ed as we move west on the trail.
We make 157 mi, cross the Pickwick Dam on the Tennessee river and camp at the Pickwick Landing Campground next to the reservoir in the rain. It’s humid and hot and there was no ice left to purchase in the campground for our beer so we bribed the camp ground manager with a couple beers to cool the rest of our 6 pack. in his refrigerator at the entrance booth…..a reasonable tax for cold beer on a hot night.
