I left Clarksdale on my Eleven Special last night, a little before 11P. I pointed it north on US Highway 61. There are songs about that road. I had it mostly to myself. It was a late night ride on a lonely Mississippi Delta highway. I loved it.
I’m having my coffee. I’ll be heading back to Clarksdale shortly. I can’t get enough of the blues. It’s even better mixed with motorcycles.
I’m having my coffee. I’ll be heading back to Clarksdale shortly. I can’t get enough of the blues. It’s even better mixed with motorcycles.