The Scootergoods staff packed the saddlebags, loaded up the tour pak and headed north. We left Florida and headed to Beaverlick, Ky to party with the Northern Kentucky Harley Riders, aka The Beaverlickers. We stopped in Chattanooga, to visit an old Civil War Cemetery and to stretch our legs, then headed on to Ky. Once mobilized at the Beaverlick Lodge, we were rested and fed by Derf & Cari with all the southern hospitality that Beaver Lickers and Barn Floozies always display. It was a wonderful ride and the club party lasted well into the wee morning hours. There was the T-back "Crackter" pull with 2 remaining contestants. As I pulled 8 cases of bottled beer, my thong broke about 2 feet from the finish line. Then Queenie hooked up and had to pull 8 cases to up her 7 cases; she pulled within 2 feet of the finish line and Whoop, her thong broke. We ended up splitting the prize of $160 which was a big help on the gas funds. As usual with the pull, the outcome (Beaverlickers Cont from 15) is the same, cut and bruised crotches, but not a bad pay day. Looking forward to the Rodeo this Halloween so that the 10 case pull can be attempted. Once camp was tore down, we headed northeast. We took all 2 lane roads through the rolling hills, and made our way to Hocking Hills, Ohio. There are many caves in the Hocking Hills and we spent 2 days there roaming around. The Boozefighters were most hospitable and took us on a bar hop excursion. Sorry Chickenman that we weren’t able to hook up with ya. But there were many more miles ahead of us and 10 days goes by fast. Without a real destination, we laid a map out on the ground and flipped a quarter to see where our journey was heading. Under the quarter was Summersville Lake, West Virginia. So off we go on the back country roads to WV. Had to keep an eye on the gas tanks, as there weren’t too many places with civilization or beer stops. We finally made it there and met some good old country folks who were more than happy to fill our ears with tales of days gone by. We were able to visit more caves and civil war battlefields with the beautiful mountains as our back drop. We happened upon a road that made the Deals Dragon Tail look like a straight away, 70 minutes to do 20 miles, with no guard rails and 800 ft drops. Then it was off to the Blue Ridge Parkway. This was a gorgeous ride with long curvy roads and alot of wildlife to see. Time was getting short and we still had alot of zig zagging to do to get back home. This was a trip of a lifetime, to just zig zag across the Appalachian Mountains and eastern seaboard. We took several issues of the Scootergoods Rag with us, which in turn is like currency up in the hills. So if your heading to the mountains, don’t forget your long sleeve shirt, cause the nights get down in the 50’s. Although it was nice to get back home and have all the amenities, I just can’t get those views or miles off my mind. There was 3913 miles logged on the scoot and I don’t believe that the chopper guys would have survived it. At least not without a prosthetic ass. Jaebird