It was Friday night and I wanted to do set out on a random adventure but I only had two days to get something in. I have family in Knoxville Tennessee so on very short notice, I called up my uncle and said I was coming down. After a half-ass 15 minute packing/planning session (which I regretted later) I was off to bed (about 11pm) and the alarm woke me up at 3:30am. I was off.
I had never taken a big trip like this before (which might explain my lack of preparation).
(Yes, I'm probably crying) as you can see it rained a lot, on the way down and back. Of course I didn't bring rain gear why would I have. Yes I learned my lesson.
Notice the "custom mounted" wrist watch.
I was impressed with Knoxville, market square reminded me of some of the places I visited while in Spain. Appeared to be a pedestrian friendly/clean city. Yes, I saw some beautiful women. I arrived Saturday at roughly 3pm and left Sunday at 3:30am. I would have loved to stay longer as the weather was great, and returning to icy hell rust belt didn't sound like much fun.
Total distance traveled: 1242 miles
Time it took: 10 hours there and 10 back (approx).
Things I learned from this experience
-rain gear is not overrated
-'gauntlet style' riding gloves are not overrated
-need a taller windshield
-I developed an attachment to my motorcycle from this trip (one of those things you can't explain but you feel) Is it love?
Although I'll certainly put more planning into future trips, it was really nice to just get up and ride down south on a whim.