I survived! It was a long day...possibly the longest of the trip...at least the first half. I met up with everyone else in Nacogdoches and we headed east. destination today was Jackson, MS. It was a beautiful day in East Texas and not much traffic...until we hit I-20 just north of Carthage. We stopped for lunch and gas just east of Shreveport near Minden, LA. We stopped at a truck stop and decided to eat there as there were tons of truckers eating...always a good sign, right?
The food was good but it took forever to get to the table. Once fed, we hit the road once again headed towards Jackson...it was about 2:45pm. Before leaving Minden, I wanted to tell you about the most interesting person we met. One of the guys was outside making some phone calls while we waited for our food and this lady approached him and asked him where we were headed. He told her about Rolling Thunder and the Ride to the Wall. She was very impressed and wanted to meet the rest of us...including the Chapter President...me!
It turns out that she is the State Coordinator for the Patriot Guard Riders for the entire state of Louisiana. She coordinates about 130 missions per month...that's funeral escort duty. We talked a long time and she kept thanking us for what we do and I kept telling her it was us that should be thanking her for all she does. Very interesting.
We eventually made it to Jackson and found a hotel around 7:00pm...everyone was real ready to be off the motorcycles for a while. We discovered one thing we all have in common...a 100-mile butt. Please excuse the language but that's what everyone kept calling it. What that means that if we weren't close to stopping by the time we traveled 100 miles, we were all squirming in our seats trying to find a comfortable position...which was not to be found. By the last leg of the day, that 100-mile butt had shrunk down to about 70 miles. Perhaps a good night's sleep will help.
Today was a very good day...no injuries, no mechanical problems, no bad weather...although we thought we were going to get pounded by a thunderstorm going into Jackson, however by the time we got to the city it had all blown to the south and all we got was a few sprinkles...pretty lucky.
The food was good but it took forever to get to the table. Once fed, we hit the road once again headed towards Jackson...it was about 2:45pm. Before leaving Minden, I wanted to tell you about the most interesting person we met. One of the guys was outside making some phone calls while we waited for our food and this lady approached him and asked him where we were headed. He told her about Rolling Thunder and the Ride to the Wall. She was very impressed and wanted to meet the rest of us...including the Chapter President...me!
It turns out that she is the State Coordinator for the Patriot Guard Riders for the entire state of Louisiana. She coordinates about 130 missions per month...that's funeral escort duty. We talked a long time and she kept thanking us for what we do and I kept telling her it was us that should be thanking her for all she does. Very interesting.
We eventually made it to Jackson and found a hotel around 7:00pm...everyone was real ready to be off the motorcycles for a while. We discovered one thing we all have in common...a 100-mile butt. Please excuse the language but that's what everyone kept calling it. What that means that if we weren't close to stopping by the time we traveled 100 miles, we were all squirming in our seats trying to find a comfortable position...which was not to be found. By the last leg of the day, that 100-mile butt had shrunk down to about 70 miles. Perhaps a good night's sleep will help.
Today was a very good day...no injuries, no mechanical problems, no bad weather...although we thought we were going to get pounded by a thunderstorm going into Jackson, however by the time we got to the city it had all blown to the south and all we got was a few sprinkles...pretty lucky.
Yay, day 1 was successful! I am glad that you were able to post. :)
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