Glorious morning, feeling more like September in Nashville than August! 75°F upon leaving Smyrna @ ~9:50 a.m., and little to no humidity! This is odd. Above: Ed and Dan converse al fresca at Eighth and Roast.
Ross welcomes all, and explains the lack of a route, and the non-lack of ride rules.
Ed is The Man.
These ladies are also The Mans.
"Git yer helmets on, effers!"
Bomber art on a modern Vespa.
The coots pull into a spot across from the Percy Warner Golf Course, to receive n00b instructions from Rossifer.
Ancient Mayan architecture. Left by aliens. From space.
I like stone walls.
Wanda, with Nashville down in the hole behind her. Luke Lea Overlook, in Percy Warner Park.
Wink is deceptively simple... for morons, apparently. If I hadn't seen this screen 100 times since Friday evening, I wouldn't have had to viciously cockpunch that old man for innocuously uttering "uh-oh" in my presence, today. ;)
Eighth and Roast's hipster/quasi-vegan (not) biscuits are small, pricy and delicious.
Landlady felt guilty, gave me this. :)
There are good people doing good works in Nashville. Click to, well, you know. h/t Ed.
Honda kicks major ass, forever and always, ramen.
Mormons can be people, despite the majority who present as advanced androids with can opener personalities.
Awww, HOPPY BEER! I want the 12pk/2-flight "Deconstructed" set... brewmaster preparatory classes!
Steve is a fellow Smyrnan, rides a kickass Vespa 300ie Super and knows some awesome backroads in Roofie County. Also? Hell of a Nice Guy, and newish friend. Here's our ride today, map junkies!
Steve and I are considering a counter-club alternative to Nashville's The Snakes SC. That would be the Volunteer Scooter Cooter Collective of Middle Tennessee. Must be age 40 or over to enter. And if your main ride is Chinese, under 100cc or pink and/or flowery, you must have a visible tattoo. ;) Face/neck, preferably.
GoodYear is spying on me. I knew I shouldn't have started with the Michelins and the Wink mesh net.
While Ed takes Goldie Honda (another bike of vintage provenance, a 99cc Honda) around the block to keep the carb open, I try to make up with Romeo, their kitteh. The only non-feral cat I can recall that wants absolutely nothing to do with me. Romeo makes me think I am no Jackson Galaxy, after all. :-/
Ed's Midori (Suzuki GS650). Lovely condition for a... 1980-82? I should record these details. I know it's a 650cc (actually a bit more) inline 4-cylinder. The previous owner did some restoration, and someone painted it, but did a great job of it.
... in a leather-wrapped brain bucket. Here's his newest baby: a Kawasaki Suzuki GS650 from the early '80s. He traded the baby blue Genuine Buddy of his even for it. He SO wanted me to ride cupcake and shoot video. Uh... NO.