Oh you guys. I was so disappointed when I looked through my pictures from our bike trip last weekend and realized I only had a handful of shots to share (besides the helmet head shot you already saw). I guess that's the downside of taking an SLR while riding on a motorcycle through the Ozark Mountains. So many times I gasped in awe of the beauty surrounding me but trying to find a place to pull over to capture the beauty wasn't an option.
In fact, the three middle shots are from a detour that I made Scott make and we ended up lucky. The last was shot the morning I was driving home--poor Scott was ahead of me on the bike and thought that I had wrecked his car after I had suddenly disappeared from view. But I just HAD to pull over to shoot the clouds surrounding the mountains. We drove through one particularly picturesque town in the middle of nowhere, Arkansas, and I'm kicking myself that I didn't make Scott pull over so I could photograph. Not to mention that we were too exhausted at the end of the day to explore downtown Eureka Springs--the charming little Ozark town where we stayed.
So, if you're interested in seeing a few more pictures of GORGEOUS Arkansas, head over to the first Arkansas from the Back of a Bike post (trip in 2010).
So...the trip. There's a motorcycle rally in Fayetteville, Arkansas (think University of Arkansas, Wooooo Pig Sooooooie), and Scott was eager to hit the road and check it out. I drove up on Friday afternoon and met him in Eureka Springs (point C on the map below). This was our first weekend alone as parents (thanks mom!) and I'm not ashamed that we used our first free night to hit the sack at 7:30. (we may have used the second free night the same way...)
The next day we rose bright and early, had a delicious breakfast including biscuits and gravy, and hopped on the bike for the above trip. I'm hoping you can enlarge, but basically we rode for almost 300 miles throughout the Ozarks in Arkansas and a little bit of Missouri.
Seriously you guys, I can't reiterate enough how pretty Arkansas is. My only regret is that we seemed to have gone two weeks too early as the trees were just barely starting to turn red and yellow and orange, but had we gone any later I think it might have been too cold on the bike.
My favorite part of the trip (aside from hitting up K.T.'s Smokehouse in Gassville--they have THE best BBQ), was driving on Hwy 341 or Push Mountain Road--see the very right of the map going through the green colored portion. Twisty and turny and rivers and trees and mountains and so many "Oooooohs." I think we actually drove that route last time but I'd do it again in a heartbeat.
The trip was the perfect weekend getaway. It was hard spending my first weekend away from the Chickpea Banana, but I think we did just fine. The weather was fresh and gorgeous and riding was wonderful--I haven't been riding since I was pregnant with Elle. And no, no driving for me--those days are over with. I was happy to just relax on the back of the bike with the audiobook taking in all the scenery.