Saturday, April 28, 2012

Mammoth cave for the weekend

My first visit to Mammoth Caves was about two years ago but never on the bike with buddy's.
I finally got my buddy to go and we had less than 48 hours to do 860 miles and two cave tours.
 We stayed in Cave city at the Wigwam village. It's one of six villages made and one of two still standing. I would of loved to see this place back in it's day but that had to be a long time ago. The village needs some major updating along with advertising. Not one hint of this place as you drop down I-65 and not even signs that it's in town. I have to say it was the best I have ever slept out of my own bed. 
 Panoramic shot of the village and it made it look like they are in a row when in fact its in a half circle. The hint that it's curved is the door positions change.
      On the way down we stopped and picked up some stogies --- one of my past-times besides motorcycles, model airplanes, and actually growing tobacco. 

               I had the strange feeling something was looming over me watching and waiting!!!

 The whole have of Cave city is a rough ragtag of tourist stuff, from go-karts to zip-lines to junk knife stores or rock shops. I guess since you can't steal rocks from the cave you can buy pretty rocks from other places in the world.

 The two tours we did was New Entrance and the Snowball tour, both are fun but I recommend the New entrance tour. I'd like to head back there later this year during the weekday and take four days of camping it and doing tours I haven't been on.
The way home felt like two days and was going great till the last thirty miles when the weather was letting loose with massive winds and sudden down pours all at night and fifty degrees. Birrrr. Made it home and would do it all again.

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

The hospital commute

My previous week with my son having surgery in downtown Chicago was a hell of a challenge in life. I had one commuting challenge coming home last Monday evening when I was cruising in the center lane and in the middle of it when a lovely Indian man in his little Toyota wanted to have some of my space. He was trying to squeeze between me and a car in the fast lane while his wife was waving her hands and screaming. My first reaction was to kick the car (leg would only of had to extend halfway to hit it) but the safe thing was get the hell out of the way. I was just kind of shocked and it was about the craziest thing that a car driver has pulled on me in the twenty years plus since I've been a street rider. All I could think was he was older and that's how they drive in India and how I'm glad I may never cross paths with this flake again.
The nicest part about taking the bike in the city was parking since motorcycles are free to park in the hospital garage. The three days I took the bike only one scooter and one other bike parked with me.
The one thing I noticed is people tend to get the hell out of the crosswalks when your coming at them and these are the same Chicagoans who won't even look up when a taxi is flying at them.

Two weeks away is my ride down to the Mammoth Caves and sleeping in a Wigwam and all dependent  on the weather being good!!