I didn’t take nearly enough pictures. I joked with Flug on the way home that all of my photos were of him and me at gas stations. Here’s the best of what I’ve got and the short story of my breakdown.
Espresso Love in “bagger café” mode at the Blue Ridge Parkway overlook where Flug and I met:
Deal’s Gap with Espresso Love, Nixon and Flug in the lower right corner:
The restaurant/snack bar next to the HO-stell with Flug, Jewbacca and Phil (owner of Pride of Cleveland scooter shop (forum name unknown)):
A few of us outside of the mex restaurant in Robbinsville, NC during our group ride Saturday:
Leaving the restaurant Saturday I snapped my clutch cable at the lever. Luckily Kanticoy, CycleFreak and Patrick (forum name unknown) were still there with me as the others all roared off down the road. We put our heads together and came up with a great field fix. While CycleFreak went to the grocery store to get a cheap pair of vice-grips (thanks again), we adjusted the cable to get as much slack as possible. We fed the cable through the lever, clamped the vice-grips to the end, and loosely ty-wrapped the vice-grips to the forks. Good to go. And yes, I rode the Dragon like that.
When we got back to the campground, we did a permanent repair to the clutch cable. Kanticoy had some solder, but no torch, so we borrowed a portable gas grill from a nice drunk lady with a riding cooler (or was that cooter
). We pulled the propane bottle and regulator from the grill and used a spark plug wrench to make a torch. Epic McGyver stuff! (sorry no pix)
Wet Flug enjoying a gourmet lunch while sitting out the rest of a thunderstorm on the way home:
And last but definitely not least a nice pit stop behind a waterfall on the way home:
Again, it was a great trip and I’m honored to have been able to spend some quality time (but not enough) with y’all.
CC