Last week was Bikes, Blues and BBQ in Northwest Arkansas, with an estimated 500,000 attendees on the winding, hilly roads of this part of Arkansas. At the Passion Play we called the event Bikes, Bibles and BBQ and there were a lot of riders who came to see the Christ of The Ozarks statue. The restoration and repainting of the statue attracted a lot of attention and quite a few bikers had their picture taken on their bike with the statue in the background. The weather was good and there was a steady roar of motorcycles in the background at all times of the day and into the night.
Today it is quiet; the roar is gone, the riders are gone and the summer heat is also gone. What a beautiful fall day it is, working without being drenched in perspiration and not having to down huge volumes of water and Gatorade to stay hydrated and avoid the dreaded cramps and potential kidney stones. The week is supposed to remain mild with nighttime temperatures down into the 40's and the prospect of heat rather than air conditioning. The end of the Passion Play season is getting closer and we will soon be Georgians again.
As a reminder of my two broken teeth in Georgia, I broke a tooth yesterday on a crispy piece of bacon and hopefully will be able to get it looked at when we go to the Fayetteville VA later this week or next week when we go there again. If we can't, we'll need to find a dentist to have it fixed. Teeth have definitely been a problem for both Karen and I since we have been on the road, but we have been well cared for when needed.
It's amazing how quiet it is after the BB&BBQ crowd has moved on. I can only imagine how loud it must be in Sturgis every year with their goings-on. We've definitely gotten comfortable with country living and the sounds of the non-city. Spoiled is certainly an understatement. Thank You, Lord.
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