Day
6
My
turn to lead the ride and I had planned to head to Hillbilly Hot Dog and then
to Huntington to a farm and village museum but since it was so far away we cut
the museum out. It was a little foggy
when we left but it cleared quickly as we headed down 19 and turned onto 129
going past the lighthouse, Summersville Lake and the dam. Gabby was set for shortest route and no
highways, toll roads or dirt roads and boy did we get on some great roads! A few had no lines and I was concerned they
might turn to dirt but they didn’t. We
wondered through one little hamlet after another; climbed high into the
mountains with no signs of life and I expected to hear banjo music
anytime. I was certain there was more
than one still up in those mountains.
Arriving at Hillbilly Hot Dog at 12:30 we pulled into the stone parking
lot; I did a better job of parking this year than during my first visit but I
still needed help getting Abigail out of the lot. Most of us had visited a couple of years ago
but we still walked around snapping picture after picture and writing our names
on walls. The members who had never seen
this place – well amazement is probably the best word to describe their
reaction. This time we were lucky enough
to talk to the owner and get a bit of storytelling. After 2 hours we headed out with Gabby set
for the fast way back taking highways; so we sped down 64 and then 79 at speeds
of 65 and 75 until we suddenly came to a standstill on 79 while the police and
the medical people cleared an accident.
Highway 79 was a parking lot for an hour; we got off our bikes walked
around talked to other motorists and basically entertained ourselves until the
road was opened again. The guys played a
couple hands of cards before some of us headed to the Good Time Bar and Grill
for a steak dinner. The ride today was
249 miles and I’m tired. We have changed
our plans slightly and will leave for home Saturday right after breakfast and
maybe a quick look at the Potato Festival.
We have spoken to several locals and the word is the festival is not
much. By leaving Saturday we can make it
halfway and stop for the night and then cruise in early Sunday afternoon and
not be too tired to spend time with the kids and go to work on Monday.
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| Ralph and Willa placing their order |
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| Sandra and Bill with "baby" Ken |
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| The entrance to Hillbilly Hot Dog |
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| Our dining room and old school bus |
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