A few Friday's ago I went to breakfast and no one was there. Bummer. So I eat alone, played a game on my phone, drank a couple cups of coffee and just enjoyed watching the people.
After a while, I pay my bill, and leave. Getting on my bike, I had originally decided that I was going to go back to the apartment and relax for the day, but I just couldn’t do it. That bike turned all by itself north on highway 8 and soon I am in Oklahoma.
Oklahoma is full of dirt roads, so there was no chance of my bobbing and weaving until I find the right road, like I normally do. So I give in and look on my smart phone and get a general direction. I didn’t do too badly since I found it on the first try.
I blink and leave Honobia. Just a quarter mile outside town there is a sign to warn people of the dangers of the road ahead. For me all it did was to get my adrenalin flowing.
For the next 15 miles there are hills, twists, turns, and views. The leaves are changing and it is so hard to keep my eyes on the road but I manage. My bike and I take each curve and corner as one as we traversed over the Kiamichi Mountains heading towards US 257 and Talihina, OK. It was such a wonderful ride that I turned around and did again.
The town of Honobia has a general store and an RV park...that is it. The town does tote two VERY interesting things, one of its residents is said to be Bigfoot and its residents are extremely proud of their fishing prowess. They celebrate Bigfoot every year with a festival in early October and their fishing prowess is shown by hanging the heads of their catch on fences lining the road. I just saw the fish heads and thought they were baiting Bigfoot.