Sorry to take so long in putting this up.
So like I said earlier, dbdolan (bryan) had posted that he was wanting to go exploring and was looking for company, and I decided to join in. Sunday the 23rd was a great day to go riding, not too warm and really pleasant while rolling down the road. I left the house and was making my way to the meet up spot for 12:30, and while on Kurkyendal, I was held up several minutes by a train.

(dang trains). So I pull up to the Valero station as Bryan, Georgia & Bill were pulling out. Luckily they were the curious sort of people and although hesitantly, Bryan turned around in the parking lot and pulled up next to this fat guy on a fat bike, "Hi, I'm Bryan, you want'a play?" Sure, my name is Duke, i mean... R1200GSA... uh, just call me Duke. I need to fill up, and I will be ready to go... So as the bike is filling up, and taking forever, (8.7 Gal Tank remember?), I introduce my self to Bill and Georgia. Thanks for waiting on me guys (seems like there is a theme starting here

)
Finally I get topped off, and we hit the road...
We make our way up from Spring all the way to Montgomery when the skinny bikes decide they need a drink before we venture too far off the beaten path

. They top off thier tanks and I collect some water and ice and fill up my cooler that is on the fat bike, and we head off, with me wondering just where are we actually going to end up today.
This is a nice road, I am really going to enjoy exploring with Bryan... he likes the out of the way blacktops.. this is great, no pot holes to worry about, no gravel, NO DUST... this is going to be a...

...adventure day.. yea... adventure day.
Well a stop sign or two later, the situation changes...
again, a couple of stop signs later... this is starting to get FUN!
Now the pictures are only showing part of the story... It appears that we only ride straight, well maintained dirt roads, as I was taking the pictures as we were riding them. But for me, as the fat guy with the fat bike, I can promise you that these roads had many curves and piled up gravel IN THE CURVES, I should have taken a picture of the holes that were pinched out of my seat so you would believe me

... I know, stand up and you don't have to worry about that type of damage being done.... chalk it up to lessons learned.
We ride a pretty good bit, and eventually stop off at the hill that Bryan likes. We all park and watch Bryan ride the KLR up and down the hill a couple of times and shoot the breeze as we sip our water.
This is when Georgia tries to steal somebody’s mail.
I snapped that picture just before she stuffed her pockets with this mans mail. I have since forwarded this photo to the post master as the three guys that were there asking, no... pleading with her, to not steal this mans SS Check fell on deaf ears. I warned you Georgia, best not answer the door when someone comes knocking

Seriously, pieces of mail were laying all over the place and Georgia was kind enough to collect it all and replace it in this persons mail box... The girl scouts would be proud of her.
We leave the hill side and make our way to Anderson.
It is not to long after we leave Anderson that I achieve a milestone
Turned 1000 miles on the bike after 14 days of ownership!
If it looks like the instrument cluster is dusty.. it is. I finally got the courage up and tried to ride up front, this way the team was not waiting on me to catch up. While riding this road;
I am sorry for the DUST BATH that Bryan and I gave Bill and Georgia, I mean it. When I looked behind me, it was a solid dust cloud and you could not even see those two. I promise I was not chuckling to myself and did not have a smile on my face at all while looking back.
We get to a spot where the skinny bikes have to get another drink and I am really surprised at just how dusty everything got. Check out my rear wheel.
We leave this watering hole and make our way out towards lake gibbins.
It is while we are riding along our tour guide pulls off thinking that the road were on does not cross the lake…
Skinny Bike, Skinny Bike, FAT Bike, Skinny Bike. (I new it was wide, but dang!) It will give a guy a complex….
As you can see we are riding along a set of train tracks, and wouldn’t you know it there is a train that we can just see a good ways off in the distance… In chimes the fat guy… “We riding towards the train?”. I am not sure what the answer was as I was already mounting up to head that way.
Now I do admit that I am a sucker for trains… call it the Big Machines are cool factor, I don’t know, but I have always enjoyed them. Now here we are 4 hours from the house on a new bike and I can actually get close enough to touch the thing… so…. PHOTO OP!!
Yes that is the rest of the guys up in the back ground wondering just what is taking me so long…
Riding along the side of the train on what was mapped as a county road proved to be for me the most difficult ride of the day. The rocks from the tracks had spilled onto what one alleges a road way, and it was like driving on golf balls.
I eventually catch up and we take a breather and take the obligatory group photo.
L-R, Duke (r1200gsa), Georgia (georgiapeach) Bill (basebill) & Bryan (dbdolan)
We mount up and continue down the golf ball road as the GPS says that yes it does cross the lake, until they are stopped by a gate.
So we turn around and head out,
But I have to hold up the group one last time. I figure since the ride started with me being held up by a train, guess the ride could end with me holding the rest of the riders up as I played with a train.
I don’t know why but I REALLY like this picture.
We basically ended our exploring here. We got back to the hard stuff and rode over to Shilo and had a burger. There I get invited to take point and lead the group back down south. So I program the GPS to go home via the fastest route and just follow what the lady tells me.
I thought it interesting that when 149 y’d off the road we were on, Bill decided to take it as he thought it quicker (I assume), and Georgia and Bryan follow me, well follow me by following a 45mph truck out on a Sunday drive all the way to Montgomery. We are able to group up again when 105 goes to four lanes and make our way to 2854 onwards to Honea Egypt road. It is about a mile or so before we turn on Honea Egypt road that Bill re-joins us, or we re-join him?? I am just scooting along when I see this skinny bike enter 2854 about 1/3 mile up the road. I am sure that Bill was doing 45/50 mph for the 25 miles or so that it took to get there from the y in the road that we had to do. Maybe the gps is right about Fastest Routes???
We had the misfortune of seeing the aftermath of the gold wing incident while making our way back to the woodlands, but overall it was a great day.
Thanks guys for letting me tag along.