The thunderstorms were someone's imagination. My washed helmet liner dried in no time in this heat. Rode up to Maggie Valley on typical Smokie mountains switchbacks and a chunk of the Blue Ridge Parkway only to find that the motorcycle museum is only open Thurs and Sun. Hahaha. Oh well I'll go tomorrow.
Still really enjoying the pure peace and quiet at this cabin. A cold beer and birds and butterflies.
Oh, and a cat that's thinks I'm it's friend. Lol.
Edit for the license plate pic. Sue gave me that personalized plate back in 2002 when we bought the Goldwing."Going 4 Tour". We never did the big retirement tour, but it fits right now.