Posted by: Beemer Bob | June 7, 2015

the Goose is goosed

Oh, a last picture from mine and Hunter’s assault of Balsam Mountain. As soon as we got back to our “home”, Hunter went inside and passed out.
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Poor boy. All that excitement just wore him out. So many scents and sights with hopes of catching squirrels and chipmunks as they cross our path take a lot of energy.

On a boring day, we take a trip into town for groceries. Not that this in itself was interesting, but this was a nice shot from the parking lot of the grocery store here.

Some nice pictures by the stream that runs by our RV site. Ducks and geese are common here.  The Canadian geese are a common site around here and frequently fly overhead and honk at us.

For a lunch outing, we go to the historic frog level area in Waynesville. It is called Frog Level because it is the lowest point by the river at frog level. There Ky enjoys a local brew, some grapes and a grilled cheese sandwich
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Then Ky sits back and enjoys the view by the river

A little too much beer  Ky seems to have wet himself.

One day, Thee Saint and I took an aimless trip south on the Blue Ridge. No destination in mind, just to toot along the Blue Ridge. To ride on the Blue Ridge is a destination unto itself.

We stop at an overlook named after Tree.
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While at Thee Saint’s namesake, we had a picnic lunch.

On our way, we were intrigued by a sign at a place that was selling “Hot Boiled Peanuts”. So we got some.

A lot of places around here advertise hot boiled peanuts so it is a common snack in these parts. They are regular peanuts that have been boiled in a saltwater solution. The shell is soggy so easy to open. The nuts tasted like salty pinto beans. I’m not sure why someone wants their peanuts to taste like pinto beans. It was an interesting snack and now we can say we have had hot boiled peanuts but I doubt we will buy them again.

Back on the ridge, we come around a corner and happen upon a recent motorcycle wreck. I’m told that a trained paramedic is on scene and an ambulance has been called. The bike appeared to be a large cruiser style and the rider was laying in the middle of the road. The roads are still a little damp from last night’s rain and I suspect the rider failed to negotiate this tight turn on a slick road. Helmets are not optional here so at least the rider would have been wearing a helmet. I hope that he/she is alright. We are just around a curve and there is nothing I can do to assist at the accident scene so I go back up the road around the curve to wave down cars and such so that they don’t come barreling around the turn and run into the stopped vehicles.

Not any pleasant pictures to take here. The ambulance finally arrives and takes the rider off. The police are left with a large cruiser spread on the road. We are finally able to get past.

With that now behind us, we come to the southern terminus of the Blue Ridge then we head north on scenic NC-441 going through the middle of The Great Smokey Mountains National Park. We then come to
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No, I don’t know how to pronounce it but they have a restored village of what life was like in the mountains back in the day, that we tour.
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A quick use of the ‘facilities’, and we are off.
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Just some random scenery shots along the scenic NC-441.
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We stop at Newfoundland Gap which is on the boarder of North Carolina and Tennessee. Here we find the famous Appalachian Trail which we hike (for about 10 feet), so we can boast that we have hiked the Appalachian Trail. I want to go to the state of Maine and Tree has a suggested route for me.

She wants me to hike to Maine and leave her here in North Carolina. This is Thee hike Thee Saint is more suited for.

By the way, I’m noticing a great difficulty with shifting on the goose. I’m not sure why. It is almost impossible to get it in our out of reverse and regular forward shifting is very stiff. So, we start making our way down the mountains. We find this interesting place, so we take the short walk to the woods in search of this old mill.
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During our tour of the mill we were informed there was a mill in the Indian town of Cherokee that sold yellow grits. During our visit to this region last year, we developed a taste for fried yellow grits but can’t seem to find them in Texas. So we descend the mountains and head to this mill.
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We buy some yeller grits and fancy syrup, put them on the rack of the goose while we walk across the street to get some lunch and a cute restaurant there. By time we return, our grits and syrup seem to have walked off.

I can’t get the goose into reverse so I’m thinking perhaps the clutch is not fully disengaging. I decide to see if the clutch cable has loosened and needs adjusting. When I pull back the rubber boot that covers the clutch cable, I notice that it is frayed and only one thin wire of the cable remains. We decide it is time to head home by a route with the least amount of stops that would require shifting gears. We make it home, thank goodness. This is what my clutch cable looked like after I removed it.
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Well, it seems the Goose is officially grounded until I can get another cable.

One of the problems with owning a Ural is that one cannot just go to your local Ural shop for repairs. I make some inquiries and find out that no other brand of cable will work – it has to be a Ural cable. The goose is still under warranty, so a Ural dealer would replace it for free, but the closest Ural dealer is about 3 hours away and they don’t have a cable in stock. I’m told that it will take over a week to get the cable then a few more days in the shop to replace it. Ugg. We are scheduled to leave this park the next day. I find a dealer in Florida that has the cable in stock so I have him overnight it to me. The cable cost less than $20 but the overnight fee was over $50!! But I need the cable



  1. Maybe all that honking from the Canada geese was alerting that the Goose had an injured … wing…?

    Still, except for the wreck :-(, it is a beautiful place and I’m happy you are roaming free!

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