Road Trip Day 2

Road Trip Day 2

Hey Everybody, Pig here again.

I have an update from the road. Yesterday we headed out from San Antonio to Wisconsin. The trip started out on a low note for me but as the day progressed, it got a little better. We woke up to rainy weather. I had to sleep in the truck and the sound of the rain hitting the roof was real cool and relaxing. After gassing up and a cup of coffee we were on the road by 6 AM. We continued up highway 69 through every small town in Oklahoma. It was the first time I have seen the Indian Nation casinos. I tied to get us some time to stop and do a little gambling but Ray-Ray said that we didn't have the time. We had to get to St. Louis in time for dinner. Well OK then.

We continued on down the road headed North when the ride was getting a little boring. It is not the same to ride in a truck as it would have been if we were on the bike. The only nice thing about riding in the truck was every time we hit rain, we stayed dry. To kill the boredom of the ride we had stopped at a gas station to fill up. I tried to get some beer for the road, but of course old Ray-Ray would have none of it.

I was beginning to wonder if there was anyway I can talk Ray-Ray into stopping at the Harley headquarters in Milwaukee tomorrow. The dreary, lifeless landscape of Oklahoma finally faded away to the hills of Missouri. We pulled into Joplin when I realized that I still had not eaten since the day before. We pulled into a Mc Donalds to get some of those great body killing fat burgers. And again, as I walked in, I was immediately escorted right back out again. Only this time, the guys brought me out some lunch to the truck.

Cruising about 80 mph did help make the drive a little shorter (and the lack of pit stops). We pulled into St. Louis about 3 pm. Rays family still live in St. Louis and he had made arrangements to have dinner with them. That meant I was stuck in the room. When we came in I saw where the motel bar was and decided I would entertain myself with a few beers at the bar. As Ray was in the shower, I pilfered a few dollars out of his wallet to pay for my upcoming adventure.

After Ray and Sergio left, I waited a few minutes for them to be good and gone before I headed down to the bar. I used the front door and headed over to a stool with my name on it. I shimmy up and sat down, saw the bartender and ordered up an icy cold one. The bartender took one look at me and again I was escorted out the door. No food, no beer and rejected again. I am REALLY getting tired of this crap. WTF Why won't they let me in. To make matters even worse, Ray had the room key. I was locked out. I thought about going down to the front desk to ask for another key. Maybe that wouldn't be a good idea, my luck has been really rotten lately.

As I waited outside, it began to rain again. Great, just F...... great. No food, no beer, no room and now it is raining. I should have stayed home. I never listen. This is just too depressing to continue. If tomorrow is not any better, I may just hitchhike home from here.

Ride Hard or Stay Home