This is my KLR.
There are many like it but this one is mine.
My KLR is my best friend.
It is my life.
I must master it as I must master my life.
My KLR, without me, is useless.
Without my KLR I am useless.
My KLR is human, even as I, because it is my life.
Thus, I will learn it as my brother.
I will learn its weaknesses, its strength, its parts, its accessories.
I will keep my KLR clean and ready, even as I am clean and ready.
We will become part of each other.
Left the house this morning at 6:45 am headed to my brother’s house on hwy 704. We left his house at 7:15 am. Went to rt 58 and filled the bikes up at a Libery station in Patrick Springs and then onto rt 8 and stayed on rt 8 to hwy 460 just above Christainsburg, VA. We stayed on hwy 460 to I-77. We exited onto rt 7 and went down to rt 20 to Pipestem State Park. From Pipestem we stayed north up rt 20 to Bluestone State Park and then onto the Sandstone Falls on the New River. We left Sandstone Falls and went through the small town of Hinton, WV still on rt 20 to the New River Gorge National River: Sandstone Falls Visitor Center. When we left the visitor’s center we looked for something to eat. It was after 5:00 pm now and neither of us had eaten anything except for a small snack. We went west on I-64 to rt 207 where we exited due south to the small town of Beaver where we stopped for something to eat. After leaving Beaver we went down hwy 19 to Princeton, WV where we filled our bikes up with some expensive WV fuel. We left Princeton and we went down I-77 to Mt Airy and we took rt 103 and filled the bikes back up in Dry Pond. From rt 103 we went to rt 8 and then back to hwy 704. I got back home at 9:33 pm.
Moving time: 9:04 hrs
Stopped time: 5:44 hrs
Total time: 14:48 hrs
Total Miles: 403.8 miles
Not sure what this building was once used for. When I see buildings like this I think back on when I used to work in the mill that no longer exists. That mill was Washington Mills in Mayodan. Many people started working at Washington Mills but at some point in time someone came along that made decisions to change forever how people would look back at their own personal experiences at the old mill. People like myself would ride by it everyday and think the mill would be there when they died but that wasn’t the case. I am saddened to see that the old mill is gone along with all the friends we all use to have when we worked in the old mill. Buildings like this bring back a lot of memories good and bad no matter they were memories I will never forget.
Went back to Tennessee this trip. Covered 397 miles. Roan Mountain then to Elizabethton to the covered bridge and then to the Snake in Shady Valley, TN.