Sunday July 12
Drove through Ozarks, and jumped on the TAT. The TAT portion was so worth it. It took me up into some mountains on mostly a dirt hill club with great views in a few spots through the trees, but I didn’t want to stop for pics. I got to a gate that said it was closed but I could fit my bike past, so I went on. I came up on a part that the trail had mostly disappeared and rode post it on a one foot wide section of dirt,the rest was washed down the mountain. It was about 95° and when I stopped for a quick pause, bugs appeared from nowhere in swarms, so no rest for me. I finally got to another gate closing it off from the other direction and bearly squeezed past it. I stalled in a precarious position where if I fell or slid, I would have been stuck. I started it back up and gunned it. The smell of clutch filled the air but I was through! Just a few feet later at a crossroad and not sure which way to go, I stopped and started swaying to the low side. I dropped the bike. I just did about 8 miles of hardcore, off road mountain pass trail riding without incident, and I dropped it at the end. I was sweating profusely and couldn’t pick the bike up, but I did record video of it, and removed the bags some of the bags. Then I lifted it up easily. I must have 100 lbs of crap on there! Rode a dirt and gravel road back down the mountain only to find the road I needed to be on, closed. I thought I would try to go through and on the closed route, saw a downed tree that I fit past and thought “that was it?”, drove 2 miles and saw a scene from a disaster movie. The
road on the mountain was gone with huge trees that looked like a land slide covering it but there was no dirt or debris. There were some people on the other side of it looking back at me too. Guess
I can’t pass, turned back and the detour took hours to get not much farther. The roads in the Ozarks were awesome, twisty and fast, up and down. I highly suggest riding out there if you can, even if just on the roads. I finally got into Oklahoma and was surprised by how nice the terrain and scenery were. Stayed at a motel in Broken Arrow, Tulsa, Oklahoma.
Dyas travel = 284 miles