Route: 40E again
By the numbers:
1 - trailer with pissing pigs
1 - token asian woman at the brewery
9 - people in the Gaelic band at Patrick Sullivan's
142 - highway patrol officers
We got another early start which affords us some slack time at each stop and lunch. And I needed it - my ass seems to get sore earlier each day and my neck is pretty sore from fighting the wind 10 hours a day. I'm sure I'll get used to it...
One thing is for sure - we're certainly not travelling through a blue state. We saw plenty of "Nobama", "McCain/Palin", and "GW Bush" bumper stickers. From what I could tell from the billboards, Jesus loves us all regardless of political affiliation.
A few pics as we approached and passed Nashville:
We stopped for lunch at the Cracker Barrel an apparent southern staple. I had breakfast for lunch yet again and was floored by their "hashbrown caserole". Never before had potatoes, onions, and cheese been combined so deliciously. I *must* have more...
People seem mesmerized by our bikes with the phrase, "I ain't never seen something like THAT!" Not only are we in Marlboro country, but Harley country as well.
As we approached Knoxville there was a trailer with 6 pigs in it. It was right in front of us when the pig in the back starting pissing. This wasn't a piddly piss - this was a fire hose of pig urine. We immediately pull into the next lane as the pig continues his business on the cars now next to us. Needless to say, the stench was impressive. The worst part was that the truck and trailer was doing 85 so we couldn't really pass him. We were relieved when the trucked pulled off with a State Trooper behind him. I hope he got a ticket...
The Smokey Mountains are very pretty. I can't wait to see their pinnacle - Deals Gap/Tail of the Dragon tomorrow. I'm almost giddy :-)
I finally had enough with growing my facial hair out. After the first week it looked OK but it itched and drove me crazy under my chin strap. So, now it's almost all gone...just a small patch is left.
We ended up on Gay St at the Downtown Grill and Brewery. The place instantly had a CA feel - stylishly dressed people, couples playing pool, in the back, and a waitress that flirted just enough to make us think she liked us. Mackenzie was nice (and a bit nervous around us CA types) and recommended we head to "Old Town" Knoxville to check out the strip. We head down there and walked into Patrick Sullivans (there's been an Irish bar in every town so far).
We grab a beer and notice there's live Gaelic music up stairs. Check it out:
Due to the lack of people in Old Town, we headed back to the Downtown Brewery and played foose ball to pass the time being ignored by the local women. Turns out, I need to tuck in my t-shirt to be found attractive in these parts.
More downtown:
Day 6 pics are here: http://www.flickr.com/photos/pacifisticuffs/sets/72157607685834083/
3 comments:
Ya'll watch out for deer in the evening, yeah, even on the Interstates. :)
Cool pics and report so far.
I know you guys are outside of liberal and accepting California, but don't be so hateful with each other and take a picture holding hands or hugging already. You know you guys do it. :D hahahaha
I'm enjoying the hell out of your blog!!
Wish we coulda been there :(
Why wasn't I invited on this trip? I could have been a tour guide for most of the towns you hit....AND I know how to make hashbrown casserole. :)
Kelly
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