What a wonderful week! The hubby and I vacated the usual to spend a few days in the Hocking Hills. So named, we think, due to the twisty roads. With no warning signs it's easy to take a corner too quickly and suddenly you have the urge to hock up your lunch. Even the locals say they just buckle up and pray through the turns. Interesting piece of engineering is all I can say.
Since we had so much stuff to take to the cabin we rented we left the bikes at home. Just as well. As we suspected - we didn't see many bikes in that area and I'm sure I would have bought it at some surprise hairpin. On the return trip we stopped in at the Iron Pony and I got my birthday gifts - a pair of Cortech DX gloves and a Joe Rocket tank bag to hold my stuff. No more bulging pockets for me. My husband got his birthday gift too - a Shoei RF-1100 helmet. The sales gal was knowledgable and really helped us find the right fit. She also is a hard core biker and has me thinking about running an Iron Butt. Could I really cover 1,000 miles in 24 hours? Perhaps this type of endurance riding is for those younger than me and I should just stick with cruising.
Needless to say - we rode the next morning after we got home. We headed out to Mary Yoder's for some breakfast and then shot over to Rt. 528 to head north up to Rt. 307 which is home to many wineries and nice curves. Very enjoyable. We headed south on Rt. 45 to Rt. 6 where we switched bikes. Bob's VTX is slim and tight compared to my Aero. I'm accustomed to my nice foot rests and easy clutch. I am classic-cruiser-spoiled. His bike is edgy, nimble and very very loud. My one panic moment passed quickly when I managed to hook the shifter peg with the edge of my boot since my boot toe was too fat to fit under it as is my habit. That was enough. We switched back in three miles after stopping in Hartsgrove at the Old General Store for a cone - a longtime Bednar Family tradition as we use to take our four kids out there for a summertime treat a couple decades ago.
It's good to go out and it's good to get home. The ride, like the vacation, ended well. Now today as I celebrate the anniversary of my birth I am glad to be a biker. My birthday wishes include safe freedom on the road for all bikers. May the journey always start happy and end well.
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