So what is it like motorcycling through the Smokies?
It is relaxing with all kinds of unique smells, sights, and sounds.
It is calm with moments of intensity and the wind blowing in your face and your eyes taking brief glimpses of beautiful scenery while scanning for danger points. It is smooth riding with glorious horizons. Greens, purples, yellows, reds, and whites popping up from all angles.
It is rocks and mountains and valleys, hills and streams, and ponds, rivers and dams, and bridges.
It is short straight-a-ways and quick curves and long sloping grades all mixed together on narrow and wide roadways.
It is the joy of good friends, fresh coffee, hearty meals, and delicious desserts.
It is more motorcycles of all shapes, sizes, and sounds ridden by saints and sinners.
It is the thrill of the ride and the soothing of the mind.
It is views above, below, side by side, ahead and behind.
It is the unexpected, the planned, and the hoped for.
It is the high and lows of temperatures rising and falling.
It is fog, rain, bright sunshine, and shaded roadways.
It is reflection and vision.
It is thoughts and dreams.
It is the sweetness of a quiet Goldwing smiling at Harley guys grinding by with earplugs blocking loud sounds.
It is the wonder of why I waited so long to enjoy?
It is gasing the tank and watching other riders with their big machines.
It is meeting new friends and telling a tale.
It is the pat from the back, the bonding of someone special, and the smile of a good time shared.
It is the joy of beholding God's creation, full face, up front, and personal.
It is gentle meditation and soft prayers.
It is sitting on "Big Red" watching the world go by.
Check out the video at the end of the pictures.