Day 6: Memphis to Bowling Green, KY

We began morning by picking up our bike from the Harley dealer. From there we went to Graceland to a Harley dealer there. The house was very busy today as this year marks the 75th anniversary. We found the t-shirts we wanted and those for gifts. We then headed out of Memphis and headed north and east for a very long, hot day. The ride to Bowling Green was uneventful. We made a stop in Jackson TN at the Casey house and railroad depot. There we found a great little restaurant were I got fried catfish, fried okra and hush puppies. Judy got fried chicken, white beans and fried okra. It was a true southern meal and absolutely great. We walked through some of the little stores then headed down the road. Along the way I found a boat outlet.Judy had mentioned the might before that she wanted to look at boats. She did find a pair she liked; so we bought the boats, strapped the to the motorcycle and headed down the road. We hit five o'clock traffic and did the stop
And start slow speed run for about ten miles. It was very hot.traffic naturally thinned put and we headed to Kentucky to find a hotel room for the night.

Day 5: Natchez to Memphis

Today we left Natchez to begin our journey home. The clouds from hurricane Alex were very visible. We left early for a 369 mile trek north. We took highway 61 to Mississippi highway 1. These highways run along the Mississippi River. The scenery was very different from what we were use to along the Natchez Trace. Along the Trace we saw many forest area. Along highway 61 we saw lush farm land. The highway is called the Great River Road . Much to my surprise there were very few cars along the road. We saw corn, cotton, soy beans, and peppers. I took a side tour along MS 14. We ran through a one mile square block at a very slow speed. As we progressed several children began to follow us. The poverty was so humbling to me. The value of all of the houses together in this square block wouldn't equal that of one of our Harleys. That was very eye opening to me. The amount of poverty I saw as we made our way along highway one was sad and amazing to me. part way along the route one of our riding companions fell back. We stopped at an overlook of a river to wait. She joined us a few minutes later to let us know that she thought she either lost a part of her bike or ran over something. We looked the bike over carefully and started down the road. Shortly after we found a gas station. Two of us pulled into the pumps. Our third person pulled into the drive way and stopped. I walked over I walked over because I thought she was stuck in a hole. When I got there it was clear she had a flat tire. The gas station did not have an air hose. We called road side assistance and had a car and trailer come and take us to the Rolling Thunder Harley dealer. They stayed open just to take the bile. The service we received was amazing. from the Harley dealer we got to our hotel and crashed. Another great day on the road.