The Fuzz's Excellent Motorcycle Adventure 2

Well, The Fuzz was finally on the road.  It was beginning to get light by now, but there were a few patches of fog as he rode though the country.
He had already decided against the Parkway.  It would just take too long.  The goal for this first day was Charlottesville Virginia.

He took mostly back roads passing through the South Mountains on his way to Lenoir.  This was the route we used to take years ago on the way to Boone.
And Our Fuzz was intending to pass through Boone, where he hoped to pick up US 221.
The ride was going well, although it was a bit cool.
He planned on topping off the gas tank at Lenoir.
On the way he stopped briefly at the Castle Bridge which crosses the Catawba River and Lake Rhodhiss.  The Fuzz and His Sweetie used to take the canoe up here sometimes for a swim and picnic.

 There was a bit of fog on the lake that morning, so he stopped for a couple pix.  Then, it was back on the road.
By the time he made it to Lenoir, he was freezing his tush off.

So he stopped for a cup of coffee, and pulled some warmer clothes out of his pack.
Back on the road, he sucked it up and took the 4 lane 321 up the mountain toward Boone, NC.
This is a pretty good climb, and our Fuzz was running with the traffic, so the bike was a little hot by the time he made it to Blowing Rock.

That was where he ran into the construction.  It was also where he became aware of the problem with his clutch.
The thing just wouldn't release.  This was a bit of a problem here in this stop and go traffic.
After a bit of starting in gear, and stalling the engine, the thing stated to work - barely.  So he made it into Boone, and stopped to check the fluid.  

He did add a bit, but it didn't seem low enough to cause a problem.  It was time to make a decision.

The Fuzz pulled into the Bojangles, got himself a

biscuit and some coffee, and sat down to think things over.  Should he abort?
Well, the clutch was working again, if poorly.  And he wasn't sure he could trust it.  But he had come this far.  And after all, this was an Adventure!  In the end he decided to press on, for better or for worse.