The Myrtle Beach Red Roof was a pretty good deal, and the one in Newport News wasn’t too bad, either. For dinner I tried a Sports Bar across the street. They had Fat Tire beer on tap and I found that on tap it’s not much better than in bottles. Food was okay, though.
From Newport News I took the GPS ordained route to Philadelphia, unlike the ride up from Myrtle Beach where I tried to force it to take me on the more scenic coastal route. After encountering a bridge that was out, I had decided to follow the GPS advice.
Back to the route to Philly, I decided to stop at the Virginia Museum of Fine Arts in Richmond. I finally figured out that I had been there before, but the last time must have been one of my one hour stops right before closing, since I didn’t remember much from my previous stop two years ago. Being able to spend a couple of hours there made it much more enjoyable. I also had a pleasant lunch in their cafe, which opens onto a pond with an art installation. Starting Charleston the weather had turned nice and it was very pleasant in Richmond.
After I got back on the road after getting my fill of art, I found that the route from Richmond to Washington DC was just as bad as the 405 back home, and it was a Sunday. The GPS also decided that it would be fastest to dump me off i surface streets right next to the Mall!. This could have been tragic, but it was late and the traffic wasn’t too bad. The route did take me through some nice cafe neighborhoods which I had never dreamed could exist in DC. I’d already switched to my backup GPS unit since the large screen I’d bought for the trip was starting to become intermittent, usually going out at critical moments.
The next nasty surprise was that the toll structure in Maryland and Delaware had really shot up. Before it had been pocket money, now it was costing as much as a meal at McDonalds. Just gong through the Baltimore harbor tunnel north is $6 (half price heading south I found out). Anyway, I finally got to my friend’s place in the Philly suburbs around 8PM, which wasn’t too bad. I had reached the farthest north and east point of my trip. After this I would be turning around.
I had made it just in time since the next day it rained, much to the surprise of my friend. I guess it pays to watch the weather channel, pretty much the only thing I watched in my motel rooms. In spite of the rain we went to the Morris Gardens of the University of Pennsylvania. I would have liked to have visited the Barnes Foundation, but you need reservations and they were booked up for a week.
The Morris Gardens were fun, albeit wet. For the kids they had an elevated walkway with a giant next equipped with giant eggs. There was a little Japanese garden that seemed to have been semi-forgotten. The Japanese viewing garden was in better shape. After that we went to brewpub which gave me a little headache. Garden photos: http://ikemi.info/graphics4/MorrisGardens2012/index.html
The next day was pretty laid back. We visited a bike shop and go to see one of the new automatic Honda 700s They actually look pretty sharp in real life. My friend bought for me an electric jacket and gloves as thanks for helping him mount all the DL accessories. For lunch we’d gone to the Iron abbey which had a very good selection of beers, including Belgian ones.
That afternoon I adjusted the chain on my bike. I’d found that I’d overtightened the axle nut back home and I couldn’t loosen the rear axle nut with the wrench I’d brought with me. Fortunately an adjustable wrench my friend had worked. Up to this point the chain had hardly stretched, but that would soon be changing. I also helped my friend install most of the DL-650 accessories I’d sent him: SW-Motech center stand, Madsten adjustable windshield brackets, and the rear wheel hugger. He decided to wait on the belly pan. That went pretty well except for the center stand. We found that Suzuki hadn’t done a good job of tapping the center stand bolt holes and we had to re-tap them. After that it went together pretty well. I also installed the taps for the electric jacket and gloves
For dinner went to a great place called MOMS in Doylestown for appetizers and more beer.
The next next day it was time to get back on the road and head home. An early start was a bad idea since it was in the 30s. Even with the electric jacket and gloves after about 4 miles I checked into a McDonalds to warm back up with some coffee. Back on the road after it warmed up a little I retraced my steps back to Richmond since along the way I had arranged to make a quick visit with my cousin and her husband near Pasadena for lunch. Along the way I found that my Kaoko throttle control had fallen off. I knew that it was getting lose and I had forgotten it tighten it at one of the stops on the turnpike coming down. My cousin knew of a motorcycle shop nearby and they had Crampbusters. I was dubious but decided to try one. This serious for me since my hands are arthritic and I can’t hold a throttle open for very long. I had been thinking of going due west from Baltimore to hit Shenandoah, but I heard of more bad weather in that direction, so I headed back south, retracing my tracks.
I stopped again at Richmond to see the visitor center for the Richmond National Battlefield. On the way up I had skipped this site since there was a huge music festival that weekend and no parking near the visitor center. The visitor center is in the former Tredegar Iron Works, which was apparently the most important iron works of the Confederacy, and one of the best equipped in the nation before the Civil War. The Visitor Center is actually a starting point for visiting other sites in Richmond. There is an unaffiliated Civl War Museum next door that I didn’t visit. Photos: http://ikemi.info/graphics4/Tredegar2012/index.html
Back on the road I made it past Richmond to stop at the Red Roof in Greenville. I should have stopped in Charlotte since I hit a heavy downpour late at night in the dark. It was pretty heavy and miserable and I was glad to finally make it to Greenville. Fortunately the rain gear all worked and I didn’t even have to pull on my rubber overboots. The front I was trying to avoid had finally caught me. From Greenville the next day I made it to the Atlanta Botanical gardens where it is very expensive to park, enter, and eat. However, the gardens were very nice and just like Cheekwood the big deal seemed to be costumed scarecrows in preparation for Halloween. These gardens also had an elevated walkway, just like the Morris Gardens. Around here I finally had to admit that I had picked up a cold in Pennsylvania, and it was starting to slow me down. Maybe that’s why I lost my Visa card after paying for my parking on the way out. Garden photos: http://ikemi.info/graphics4/AtlantaBotanical2012/index.html
From Atlanta I made it to the Birmingham Motel 6. I had an easy morning the next day since I wanted to see sights in the city. The first was the Civil Rights Institute where photography is not allowed. Next was the Birmingham Museum of Art where apparently they were already celebrating Halloween for the kids. As part of that event I got to listen to a live band. This museum has a sizable Asian art collection. Photos at: http://ikemi.info/graphics4/BirminghamMuseumofArt2012/index.html. I stayed the nighty in Meridian to get me into position for visiting the Vicksburg Battlefield. I had missed Shiloh so I decided to spend some time here. The layout is sort of like Gettysburg where you can drive a route around the battlefield, which is literally covered with plaques and monuments. Some are quite impressive such as the Illinois one. You could probably spend the rest of your life trying to read all of the plaques and figuring out of the order of battle. A highlight is a semi-restored Union river ironclad that was sunk by a mine during the battle. It’s pretty impressive. Photos at: http://ikemi.info/graphics4/Vicksburg2012/index.html. After that I spent the night at the Bossier City Motel 6 to get ready for a traveling day. This was a Monday so a lot museums would be closed and the motorcycle dealer I tried to visit on the way out of town was also closed. By this point I realized that my front brake pads were going and I need a new set. Fortunately in Dallas I found a dealer who was open, had in stock EBC brake pads, and accepted American Express.
Between Dallas and Fort Worth I got caught in a small downpour, but I was able to get off the interstate on an offramp which led to a closed bank which had a covered drive through teller window. By the time I pulled on my rain gear the rain was ending. I had been downright hot in Dallas so I had shed my waterproof shell. From there I went to the Fort Worth Botanical Garden. Dallas also has a well-known garden, but it is more expensive and the Fort Worth garden is supposed to have a better collection of roses as well as a Japanese Garden. Also, the Fort Worth Garden has easy free parking and free admission to most of the garden. It costs $1 to enter the tropical greenhouse and $5 to enter the Japanese Garden, real bargains. I ate a Danish out of the vending machine for lunch, which turned out to be a good idea since the garden cafe is closed on Mondays. There is another elevated walkway (not very high) through a forest area which connects the two areas of the gardens together. The Japanese garden is huge and filled with all kinds of things you don’t normally see in Japanese Gardens. The designers obviously went crazy and decided to put in everything they could. However, it works and is fun to walk through. There is evan a mikoshi portable shrine on display. The rose garden is also large, being a WPA project. There is also a historical Texas rose garden as well. Overall, a great stop, especially considering the price and the fact that it didn’t rain on me. Photos: http://ikemi.info/graphics4/FortWorthBotanic2012/index.html
After Fort Worth I stopped for the night early in Weatherford where there is an exceptionally nice Motel 6. It’s one of the ones with a real lobby and internal hallways. It also happened to be near a shopping center and restaurants instead of being in the middle of nowhere, so to speak, like a lot of Motel 6s. At the Lowe’s nearby I made use of a tool sale and stocked up. I got a breaker bar and socket to adjust my chain as well as a ratchet and hex drivers. My chain was stretching to the point where it needed daily adjustmens and I was getting tired of staring away with my little 10” adjustable wrenches. I also got a a couple of large screwdrivers for separating the calipers when I replaced the brake pad. The next day was a traveling one and I made it to Carlsbad in new Mexico. I had been afraid of making this stretch of freeway but it turned out not to be too bad, not nearly as barren as the stretch farther south that I had taken earlier this year to San Antonio. At the Carlsbad Motel 6 I finally replaced the brake pads, and was glad I did since one pad was almost down to the metal. Even though I had a spare chain I decided to stick with the original one and let it stretch. I would just plan on replacing the sprockets when I got home.
The next day I rode out to the Carlsbad Caverns which were a bout 27 miles south, after first stopping at the last cafe in town, which was actually pretty good. It’s logo was a happy face, which reminded me of the Forrest Gump movie. Carlsbad Caverns weren’t crowded with no lines but I decided to just do the self-guided walks. Years ago when I came here as a child with my family, the Rangers led you down from the entrance and then you took the elevator up. They’d even stop along the way, turn the lights off, and then light a match, which was pretty impressive. Nowadays, you have to take a guided tour to get that experience. I could have signed up for the guided tour of the King’s Palace, but decided that I’d better limit things since I still had my cold and my knees aren’t good. I found that I could take the elevator down and then walk out the natural entrance. Apparently this wasn’t always permitted since the audio guide said it wasn’t allowed. I wasn’t that hungry but I bought a sandwich down in the Big Room just as we had done when my family came here. The place was still pretty darn impressive, and maybe even more so. The walk up was worth and it’s a thrill to see sunlight as you finally get to the top. Photos: http://ikemi.info/graphics4/CarlsbadCaverns2012/index.html.