Biking to Beale Street

Saturday we had 12 souls on 9 bikes braving the wet conditions to head down to Beale Street in Memphis. The first hundred miles or so were in the rain and misting rain and fog. I dawned the new high vis rainsuite for the morning ride. I really love the bright orange color. I'm with Crusty when it comes to being seen. Function over fashion I say. Then again I've never been up on what fashions are.

Our first stop was in Centerville, Tennessee for some food. Ya gotta eat ya know. Centerville is the home town of Cousin Minnie Pearl. There is a statue of her on the square. Don't you just love court house squares?

We try and eat at Breece's Cafe a few times a year. That means we have a chapter ride down there as a destination and each time we pass through Centerville we stop and eat there. You just can't beat good ol' southern cooking.

Thankfully after we ate the sun decided to come out for us the rest of the day. We rode west on Hwy 100 down to Bolivar where we picked up Hwy 18. We headed south on 18 down into Mississippi where we picked up U.S. 72 west. 72 took us over to Hwy 61 where we went north into Memphis.

Check out Ricky and Velma's blog to see their pictures from our meal at B.B. King's and the other spots on Beale Street that we visited. I was being lazy and didn't take the camera along for the evening. Though I will admit that I missed out on taking some photos that would only have been emailed out to folks. I know go ahead and give me a good cussin' Joker.

I can't wait for our next trip down to Beale street. We had a blast.

Ride Safe

Ronman