Since this is Labor Day weekend and I have to do yard and housework all weekend than I will tell about my Memorial Day vacation. This tale starts a week before memorial weekend. Shades and I already had reservations for three days and two nights in Gattlinburg, TN for the weekend and I was trying to schedule a trip to Wyoming in July through my time share. Just when they were finalizing the trip I was told that this years points would expire in May (not July as I thought) and couldn't be used for that trip and I didn't have enough remaining points from next year to book the trip. Most of my points for next year were already spent on child-ling #2's first wedding anniversary trip to a ski resort. That left only two weeks to use this years points. As a result I had the book a resort in St. Augustine, FL for the day after the Gattlinburg trip.
All appeared well with what now was a week long trip. No problem (I had plenty of leave to cover). I even found a go-cart race just north of Gattlinburg for Saturday so I decided to leave Friday afternoon, get a room in Cleveland, TN, and go to the race Saturday.
All this time I had a bug to buy another motorcycle since summer was coming and I had to sell my last one to buy my micro farm. The farm deal was settled and I just wanted one bad. When I left Cleveland to go to the go-cart track I passed a motorcycle dealership having a tent sale so Shades and I stopped in. Shades found it first. I almost missed it. It was a bike just like my old one but with a little different styling and more optional features. Through much debate with myself I ended up buying the bike and the rest of the weekend we rode all over the smokey mountains. We had a great time but missed the go-cart races.
Buying the bike did create a problem. We were scheduled to leave Gattlinburg on Monday morning and had to be in St. Augustine by 6 PM Monday evening. What to do with the car and bike? Either drive them both to St. Augustine or drive the bike home and then leave for St. Augustine. The only real solution was to drive the bike home on Sunday and leave from there Monday morning.
Sunday afternoon (a day early) we left for home. Me on the bike and Shades in the car. Just as my luck would have it in the middle of nowhere it started to rain. I pulled over and let the rain blow through. At that point I told Shades that if the rain returned I was just going to continue on. As soon as I started I hit more rain (continuous) and just rode on for about half an hour until a Wally World was spotted. I was soaked to the bone but stopped in and bought a rain suit. That made the next three hours in the rain tolerable.
I was used to riding a motorcycle in the rain so it wasn't too bad, however, five miles from the house I looked in my rear view mirror and saw "blue lights" pulling Shades over to the curb. I started to stop but decided to continue to the house, change cloths, and go back to rescue her. Don't be too hard on me on this issue since I was soaked to the bone for over three hours on a motorcycle with no tag (blew off in the rain), all the sales papers were buried in the trunk, and it wasn't worth the risk of getting two tickets.
Before I could change my clothing Shades arrived at the house. The policeman thought she was drunk. As I swerved to miss the water in the road she would swerve with me which made her appear to be a drunk driver. At least she didn't get a ticket. She was a little shook up when I left her alone with the officer. She said to herself "TomKat don't leave me !!! : BUT I KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE !!!".
The next day we left in the car for St. Augustine. The resort there was wonderful. The rest of the week was just a great week. The only disappointment that we had was that we didn't get into the water in the bay or beach. That first day of riding the bike Shades leg found the exhaust pipe and had a bad burn (very painful) on he ankle that we had to protect. I have learned that if something can happen bad for Shades it usually does but she is tough and tries to not let it limit her too much.
Overall it was a good vacation adventure. I can't wait for my next.
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