As an old dirttrack fan, I was disappointed that I hadn't been to a race since Daytona. The last race of the season was in DuQuoin, IL, last weekend, and I decided to go.
I just got my Hayabusa back together after getting hit by a car in July, so I decided to take it, instead of my Harley. One last check, and off I went.
Left here(near Daytona) at 6am on Friday, rode up to Kentucky Lake, had some catfish, and shut it down for the day. I could have gone on, but I was too late for the short track, and the Mile wasn't until Saturday night.
Got up in the morning, and headed out, it was COOL, not used to that. I really thought that maybe I made a mistake, not bringing my Gerbing, but as the sun got higher, it was really nice.
I crossed the Ohio, got off the interstate, and took the backroads the rest of the way, just using my gps. Nostalgia made it's entrance at times, as my first long distance trip was in this area. On my Honda 305 Scrambler. A while ago.
Ran into some friends at the track, and hung with them for a while, then rode over and checked into the motel. Back to the track for the season finale, then.
Mile dirttrack racing is fast, close racing. Runaway wins are rare, it's usually a photo finish, several riders going for the win.
The racing got over around 11pm, so I headed back to the motel in Mt. Vernon, missed a deer by about a foot. But, a miss is a miss, right?
Got up early, I figure that I'm gonna roll on home before dark, just gas and go. That's pretty much what I did too, until I got down near Chattanooga. I've been through there any times, by bike and car, and I always looked over at the old US 64 bridge and the road to it, and meant to ride it. This time I did ride it, an nice 1/2 hour diversion, an hour, if you count lunch.
Super slab the rest of the way, rolling, and trying to decide a route that will dodge rain. I only had a few showers, blasted through them.
Got home in less than 15 hours, I never went that fast, just kept going.
Last race of the year
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