I Done R-U-N-D-O-F-T'd

Saturday started like any other lazy weekend. I messed around on the computer a bit and tried to get caught up on a few of my domestic duties. Just like most any Saturday when I don't have anything special going on, I went down to the local Harley shop.

Our local shop is pretty cool. It feels somewhat like a family get together with all the regulars. I like to get me a good seat on the rail and people watch. You can really see some sights be just sitting there. For some reason lately I've been restless so I didn't stay until closing time like I do most Saturdays. I just took off on Doll Baby for a little ride about town. It was right about the time I was circling the square in Murfreesboro that I remembered I wanted to check out a store in Brentwood.

Now this day was sorta gloomy seeing as some rain had been in the area. The temps were only in the upper 50's or low 60's. I know most of you would love for it to be that warm in your part of the world. I decided to top of Doll Baby's tank before I left the 'Boro and then head across Hwy 96. This is where things took a turn so to speak. It was somewhere between the 'Boro and Triune that it hit me.

I don't know if it was the James Intveld cd I was jamming to or the weather but I decided that there was absolutely no reason for me to go home. I had already fed my dog so she was good to go. I didn't have any plans so nothing keeping me there. That settled it. I stopped at REI and picked up some Marino Wool socks and headed out. Seeing as the sky looked better to the West and the sun sets that direction, West it was.

I just rode and remembered great memories from my past. Passing through Fairview I thought about the night Magnum treed his first coon of his own. It was way off down a hollow on what use to be a hippy/nudist camp. I can still hear that beautiful melody of that bawl mouthed Bluetick. I just kept riding not knowing where or why I was going only that I had to go.

Before long I found myself in Lexington, Tennessee. I stopped and filled Doll Baby up again. Soon I was heading South and the clouds had cleared away bringing a full moon to my left and the beautiful sunset to my right. That was one of the most amazing sights I've ever experienced. I was in the middle of nowhere all alone with just Doll Baby. It was wonderful!

Now it was time to fill my tank. I didn't get this corpulent by fasting.(that's a fancy way of saying fat Joker) By now I was rolling into Adamsville, Tennessee. Man it was a shame I got here so late and I was gonna leave early in the morning. I wanted to check out the Buford Pusser Museum. Oh well that's another ride for another day. Google him if you don't know who he was. He was a hero of mine when I was growing up. If that old pick handle could talk the stories it would tell. Nuff Said.

I had a feast of beef tips and onions on a bed of rice along with a massive salad to boot. It was yummy. I think I've eaten at this Sawmill Restaurant before. Seems like it was back in 99' or 00'. Just before the turn of the century no less.

I procured a room from Mr. Patel for the evening and settled in for some much needed rest. I did break down and call one of my dearest friends to inform them of where to start the search if I turned up missing. Gotta let someone know where you are just in case.

I highly recommend taking off like this it was awesome. I remember reading a Harley add years ago about just needing a credit card and a tooth brush to travel. Well let me tell ya I didn't have either one but I didn't care. I have a feeling this won't be the last time I run off like this. Speaking of which, who knows where my title for this post is from?

Ride Safe

Ronman