Nashville

My god, the ride into Nashville was cold. A two day cold snap has brought winter back with a vengeance. 3C degrees on the way in. Bikers shouldn't have to endure that especially in the pouring rain on Interstate 40 surrounded by those goddam trucks. Only had to travel 75 miles but it required a stop for breakfast half way.

I thought at one time that Roci was shivering with the cold too until I realised it was me shaking through the entire bike. Not good!

I'm glad I'm holed up somewhere warm, decent and with something to do. Beef tips (?), potatos, green beans and baked corn bread for lunch in the farmers market. Never could resist a market....

Somehow managed to drop poor Roci. Choke out driving a big fat rear wheel while I try to brake with the skinny front wheel. Not a good combination clearly!