Thursday, October 6, 2011

But To Where? I Didn't Have A Clue

Last Saturday I had to go to the bank. It was supposed to be a simple there and back errand, but the weather was really nice . . . and Heather was working . . .and I didn't really have anything to do that couldn't be put off until tomorrow. It seemed like a really good idea to just keep riding. But to where? I didn't have a clue.

I headed over toward Webster Groves. Webster Groves has some nice streets that I like to putter down. It seemed like a good place to start.

I crossed I-44 on Rock Hill Road. Often there is a young man standing on the sidewalk of this bridge. Sometimes he is holding a toy semi truck and trailer. He pumps his arm as trucks go under the overpass trying to get the truckers to sound their horns. He has been doing this for years and is well known. I didn't know they had named this crossing after him until today. 

I mentioned my discovery to Heather and, of course, she already knew.
As I walked back to where I'd parked Billie I had to cross over some railroad tracks. I looked down the tracks and saw the old Webster train depot. Billie just had to have her picture taken in front of it. Off we went.

There is a model train club that uses the depot now.
Not far from the Depot I spotted this tree.
The trees here are just beginning to change color. I decided to ride around and see if I could find some more early performers like the one above.

In the process I discovered that Rock Hill was having their Fall Festival.

Part of the festivities was a car show. I pulled in and took this photo. I only took one and decided my finger over the lens was like Princes cough on She Wore A Purple Beret -- somehow it just belonged. I'm not much into cars, but I do like yellow.

Just down the road is possibly my favorite named eating establishment.

I've never eaten here, but I love the name.
I saw this little Autumn flower garden and thought it was nice.

The only thing missing is a flamingo or two.
And then there was this beauty.

Here's a maple trying to get it's red on.

I started to wonder what the trees farther out looked like and decided to head for Castlewood State Park. On the way, since I had a developed a sub-theme of railroads, I stopped at the Big Bend and Geyer crossing and took this picture.

If you can make the picture bigger you can see the Arch.  The Arch is at least fifteen miles away.
I found that not many of the trees in Castlewood have much color. They are at that fixing to change stage -- just sort of, kind of almost yellow but still green.

But there were plenty of leaves on the ground.

When I got back to the bike I noticed Billie had a visitor.

This dragonfly stuck around just long enough for me to take its picture
I left the Condo at 1030 to go to the bank. I returned home at 1500.

Life is good.


  1. Great journey, treasure the sunny days because they won't be here for long. Love the dragonfly picture. Glad you had a nice day!

  2. Gotta love those errands. Can easily happen to me, too. I fully understand. Those tree colours a pretty.

  3. Keith,

    I can understand what you're up to here. I like to think of myself as a strong, independent guy, but when she's gone for too long, I get pretty bored and wind up puttering around in the exact same way.

    I would also take the opportunity to walk through the doors of the piggy restaurant. There's nothing quite as good as BBQ done right.

    Behind Bars - Motorcycles and Life

  4. Sounds like a reasonable amount of time for me. Next thing you know you'll be doing all your shopping in the neighboring states.

    Nice reds on the trees. All we get a varying shades of yellow...


  5. "plush Pig"......who come up with these names! I have only had BBQ once in Lake Tahoe and it was yummy, we just dont have this kind of stuff here. Great pics, and a nice ride to boot.

  6. Dar: Yes, before long it will be riding in the dark and much cooler temperatures. I was amazed the dragonfly let me get so close. I was very pleased.

    Thanks for taking the time to comment.

  7. Sonja: I'll try and get some more autumn colors up for you. Missouri doesn't have the spectacular color of some other states. There is a lot of Oak here. It just sort of turns brown one day.

    Thanks for stopping by.

  8. Brady: There was some of what you describe, but mostly it had to do with finding myself with unexpected time. One of the things I cherish about weekends is having time with Heather, but when a project is due I can find myself with time on my hands. Of course, I suspect Heather might remember a time or two of waiting for me when an errand seemed to take longer on the bike than it would have taken in the car.

  9. Richard: Most of the reds are non-indigenous species. If not for them it would be yellows and browns here, too.

    Thanks for the comment.

  10. Rog: I don't know who came up with this name, but I think it is wonderful. I think I need to do some research :)

  11. What a great day. It is nice that you had sunshine and a free day to wander with Billie.

    It is amazing that you can see the arch that far away. Beautiful pictures of the changing foliage too.

  12. Hmm...6 1/2 hours to go to the bank? Sounds just about right to me. :) The day looked perfect. You couldn't NOT go.