Traveled on FUT22, the future site of I22 corridor.
We did not get to do very much in Memphis. As you can all see our blog has not been updated since Friday. I had a migraine that simply would not go away and was in bed for two days!! Back in commission now and on the road again…..
One thing that we did get to do was enjoy some Memphis BBQ. Went to Corky’s BBQ, which was highly recommended by campground personnel and one fellow full-timer. It was delicious. They actually ship their BBQ so we got one of their catalogues to take with us.
We did get a few pictures but not very many good ones. We had already decided that the Graceland tours were not for us, way too expensive. Rode down to Beale Street and found that to be very much like Bourbon Street in New Orleans and with the way I was feeling we decided not to stay.
We will just have to come back again later for another visit and see all the stuff that we missed this time.
By the way, we have to mention this and share with you what a small world it can be. And we cannot say it any better than Brian Gore, another fellow full-timer whose blog Charley follows regularly. Below is a copy from his post.
“Had one interesting incident on I-25 rollin' to Denver. A big, white, Ford F-450 pulled up alongside in the heavy, bumper to bumper traffic... For a minute I figured they were just checkin' out the bozo with all the motorcycles adorning his rig :o) ... and then he started tootin' his horn!
First thought in my head was; "Aw hell... what have I broke now that I can't see?" When I looked over the driver started hollerin' out his passenger window, but over the road noise of those diesels... my artillery ears couldn't make sense of what he was shoutin'...
... so he tried a couple more times... and between reading his lips... and straining my ears... it finally got through... "I Read Your Blog!" :o)
He sent me a message later via the facebook do hickey... that they were on a trip from South Carolina to Yellowstone... and were on their way home... He'd spotted the old flatbed dodge pullin' a "White" trailer... with TWO bikes... and "Had to speed up to see the Driver"... :o)
Now, think about this... they go all that way... thousands of miles... and our paths manage to cross in that little piece of highway we share for just a very little while... and he recognizes my old rig and manages to shout a "How Do" across the highway... What are the odds?
THAT, was pretty cool! :o) and a really nice way to soften a genuinely stressful day...”
Charley took me by surprise when he said “I know that guy” while we were were driving down I-25. I thought he was joking!! Silly me…. As Brian said, what are the odds….??
Elvis’s Plane – the Lisa Marie (the only thing we could see without taking a tour)
Birmingham, AL Skyline