There's a KLR rider I know of put his adventure bike away for a Dos Equis speed run from Omaha to Apalachicola (Haul ass from Omaha to Old Virginia and hang a right, y'all) for a bowl of fresh gumbo. Sound crazy? Been there, done that. Twice.
See there is this great little cafe' on the Mississippi called the Magnolia Grill (What else?!) at Natchez Under-the-Hill on the banks of the Mississippi where the old paddlewheelers used to dock at what was one time considered the Barbary Coast of US water travel. There is an old saloon still in operation and a bunch of yuppie shops, but the treat is the Magnolia Grill. An ice cold Corona at the end of a hot, hard ride overlooking the Mighty Mississippi and all is right with the world.
I hope this doesn't give anyboby the itch.....
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