Day 5 – Columbia, MO to Emporia, KS via KC for lunch
Day 5 started early! Both Gregg and I were awake at 4 so we got up. I made breakfast, albeit not right away. Instant oatmeal with lots of cranberries and almonds. Eaten in bed along with coffee that was served to me there as well. And yes, that’s a spork – spoon on one end, fork on the other.
It was evident when the sun finally came up that it was still too cold to ride. So we waited. While we waited we decided to opt for a route that did not start with the word Interstate in it. Decided to head toward UU to 240 through Slater and Fayette and into Kansas City – destination Arthur Byrant’s BBQ for lunch.
Turned out to be a cold, but gorgeous ride on some twisty and curvy roads. Gregg was giddy with delight and wagging his tail all the way.
Pleasantly surprised to see that gas prices had dropped by 4 cents overnight. Happy to have not filled up on the way to Steak n Shake for dinner last night two-up aboard Margarita. Won’t be doing that again. Too cramped and pegs to close to the seat for Gregg
The strangest thing by far was the tree in the middle of a field – smoldering. None of the grass was burned or burning – but the entire tree was smoking. Wished we’d stopped to take a picture of it was it was very bizarre. By 10:30 or so we were both fairly chilled so we pulled into a gas station restaurant in Slater, MO for a bio break and to warm up. VERY friendly folks who explained this sign to us:
Seems after Steve McQueen’s mother abandoned him he was sent to Slater, MO where he spent time with a relative. They have Steve McQueen Day every year – there was some discussion amongst the locals who were hanging out as to when it moved from June to May. But they all agreed it’s a big day with a car show and festivities.
Just another fabulous day of riding. I was having so much fun I didn’t even notice the cold. But I was happy to get to KC and eat some BBQ. I knew I wasn’t going to need fries with mine. I do love lots of pickles with my BBQ. Yummy. Only ate half and saved the rest for dinner.
I’m pleased that the GPS and my speedometer and odometer sync up exactly. So my max speed for the day was 81.5 mph, but remember, the speed limit on I-35 is posted at 75 mph so to my law enforcement friends – I was still within range. Not so happy about the fact that was I turning off the bike in the parking lot Gregg pointed out Margarita was overheating and coolant was boiling out of the reservoir. That went on for a few minutes. When she cooled down was able to see that I’m now at the lower fill indicator. Will need to keep an eye on that. After being on the slightly chilly side all day as we were approaching Emporia we passed a guy on a Harley heading the other way. We both noticed he was wearing a tee-shirt and we were in every piece of cold weather apparel we have. Seems the temperature had risen about 20 degrees in the last 50 miles.
All settled in at, you guessed it, another Motel 6. Decided it was laundry day. Turns out this is the deal of the day. A load of wash for $1.00 and then another $1.00 to dry it. I was fully expecting to have to feed the dryer for another run but after an hour it was still running and everything – all our long underwear, SmartWool socks, Gregg’s Carhartt’s everything was nicely dried. Nothing like clean clothes after five days on the road. After checking in and taking a shower I put on a sleeveless shirt and shorts and went and sat in the sun while the laundry was going.
We called Rich to let him know we were missing him and tell him about our day. Night Moo-Moo, we are missing you.