First stop was Nashville where we attended the wedding of Krista Stanberry, daughter of our old friends from Alaska who now live in Nashville. Amelia and Jack flew in from Wyoming to join us. No pix of the bride and groom (sorry) BUT one of Jack. He is dancing with Molly, who is the neice of the bride. We had a great time visiting with the Stanberries and Sparagas, plus some other friends who were all together for the event. I will try to edit this post when I get my hands on some pictures taken be others.
Next we flew to Orlando and visited Wendy's brother Bob and wife Kathy. They had graciously stored our bikes for us since last Spring. We had a nice visit with them and started our journey North. We drove through Florida, abit of Georgia, and into the Carolinas. Craig and Joannie Staab, son Brian with his wife and twins, were in Pittsboro MC and we spent a day and night with them. We were all at Scott Bredenburgs home, a nephew of Joannies. It was great to see them all. Joannie was doing well, despite having just been out of the hospital. the twins were a lot of fun. What energy! I did very badly as photographer on this stop but did manage a good one of Jen and the twins, and Wendy on their little trike.
After a great time in Pittsboro we drove the short distance to Mike and Eileens in Raleigh and spent two nights with them. We had a very nice visit with them and waited out a day of rainy weather. No pix, sorry.
From there we headed North, chased be a huge rainstorm which we managed to stay ahead of, but it did limit our ability to sightsee a bit. We did get to drive part of the Blue Ridge Parkway and see some cool old Virginia historical stuff.
It had been a long time since we saw brother Gene and Sue and their daughters. We got to stay with them and go to the farm, where they keep nine horses. They are into this. I did manage to get some pictures of Gene and the farm. Paul and Mindy were visiting her family at the same time and they joined us at the farm. Hallie and Carly work at a horse racetrack nearby and we got to see them exercising some racehorses early in the morning. Also we spent a few hours with George and Denny Engesser at their house.On the way our of town we went to the newly rebuilt Cider Mill on upper Peach Street. Pretty cool to see it resurrected, even if it on a new site with strangers running it. They used the old presses from the original mill, and George is lending his expertise to help them get it going.
We left Erie and stopped in Meadeville for another night to see Craig and Joannie. She was feeling a lot better, having a few more days to pass since her latest cancer treatment. Craig cooked up an awesome dinner for us and I got to watch Monday Night Football with he and his buddies. they know how to do it up right!
The last leg of the journey put us back on the bikes, headed to Angier, NC to visit Paul and Mindy and the kids. On the way, we went through the mountains of West Virginia and visited the Battlefields in Antietam and Fredericksburg. Some awesome hsitroy there, and we would like to revisit this on another trip. In Fredericksburg we could not pass up taking a picture of the street sign. Also there we toured a 1700's doctor's home where in-character assistants showed us all the herbs, etc the old doc used and showed us the "OR" where he did surgery. Cool.
Lastly, we arrived in Angier at Paul's for a couple nights. Steven and the girls were there, too, so it was a little active. they all wanted Harley rides, except Paul, whose pride kept him from riding "bitch" and that was fun. We drove to Wilmington where the girls go to school and saw their apartment. We got to see tobacco and cotton growing. That was a big deal for us tundra folks. Sadly it was all over too soon and we had to store the bikes and head home.
YES! First comment on your blog. Love it! Thank you so much for doing this - there is so much we want to hear about it and its hard on the phone sometimes! I love that picture of Molly and Jack too - I would love to get those copies when you get a chance and are back home!
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