We met up with some of Tommy's friends and made our way through some pretty back roads in Texas. Eventually, we wound up in a little town named "Uncertain". The guys speculated on how it got it's name, and the best answer was that someone asked someone else long ago where he was. Not really knowing, the guy responded "uncertain". I think he really said "How the hell do I know", but that made a plenty long return address.
Here is the Uncertain tavern where we all wet our whistles:
And Tommy with a couple of his riding buddies:
We rode on to the least likely place in all the land for some incredible barbeque! (Smoked brisket was ground and formed into patties and fried, then smothered with tons of homemade bbq sauce). Tommy described it as "gooder n good". I'm sure glad I didn't get pics of the sandwich cuz it's already making me hungry just remembering it! When we pulled in I wondered if we would really be eating in this place. Glad we did!:
We took more back roads to a place where Caddo Lake was real narrow and I took this picture of a cottage with all the lilly pads and spanish moss:
It was about 5 hours all together and we had lots of laughs. Never mind that the breeze was hot even when riding. It felt like going real fast through a real hot oven. I took this photo of a thermometer in the shade: