I had a great time meeting and riding with you guys. Here are a few pictures from the Ironhorse campground I stayed at. The Enforcers, a group of Cops riding Harleys, were also camping there. They weren’t that rowdy, except they keep on playing the Eagles all night long. You can only listen to Hotel California so many times before going completely mad.
There’s Phil who also camped at the Ironhorse.
Lunch time.
We stopped at this overlook and one of the guys decided to do a few donuts.
Do you see the burn outs? I think it was Jerry that did the donuts?
I decided to leave late Saturday morning to ride the BRP home back to Maryland. It was a long and slow ride up the BRP. I didn’t hit much traffic on the parkway, but I stopped a lot to take some pictures from the many overlooks along the way.
I made it as far as Blowing Rock, NC and decided to get on the highway and slab it the rest of the way to VA and then get a hotel. On Sunday I awoke to a foggy nightmare. I thought someone stole my bike. I was wrong I just couldn’t see it through the damn fog from the hotel window. After waiting a few hours for the fog to lift, which it never did, I decided to screw it and try to ride out of the fog. After a few miles of riding behind a camper, with it’s flashers on the fog disappeared.
After that ordeal I decided to slab it the rest of the way home.
Hope to see ya’ll again on future rides, until then ride safe.
Shane
