I started in Chicago and headed towards Arksansas, looking to fish, camp and ride on this open ended trip. Little did I know....
Leaving Chicago
On a stop on the way down. What a nice new clean bike....
I made it to Lake Charles, Arkansas and at about 1 AM it started to rain.
Hard.
It didn't stop raining for 2 days..... I mostly stayed dry.
My first fresh fish dinner. I caught a few Crappie's, fishing at night in the rain with jig's.
A nice warm, wet morning. I decided to stay another day and fish in the rain, instead of packing and moving.
Here's were I moved to the next day, I foget the name, more info to follow once I get home.
Success!
There was a BassMaster Pro fishing tournament going on right where I was camping and fishing.
I was in the right place at the right time!
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This is where the fun starts. I had a hair up my ass to explore some backroads, scouting for a backcountry camp/fish spot. The hell with my "roadster", I mean my R is a cousin to the GS right? Basically the same right?
I wasn't going to let a little dirt scare me, yet.. I wasn't loaded..
The more miles I rode on the dirt/gravel the more I wanted, so I let Mr. Garmin take over... isn't this a beauty of a road?
The first of many water crossings.
I found a great camp-spot here, marking for later use.
The water crossing's are starting to get serious. At this one, the water went up to my knee's, filling my boots. I can relate to Ewan....
Hard to believe that this is actually on a map as a road. After a hour of this I was really condiplating the current route.
After a day of this, I started to head back to camp.
Lucky for me I had nice roads to ride back on, after the dirt I was able to open open and put the 1200R to proper use.
Another tasty fish dinner. Hmmmmm fish...
Loaded and ready to go the next morning.
The next day I let Mr. Garmin take over. Um, yes I prefer minor roads thank you. Oh yes, please aviod those pesky major roads too..
OK OK. It was bound to happen. Conti Attacks Z's and mud don't mix.
Here's the first time I've gone down, since my teen years though I haven't ridden much mus since then..... hmmmmm
Here's the second place I' went down at. OK I get it, it's not a dirt bike. But I'm just having too much fun, though picking it up sure sucks. At least there's no real damage.
Another tasty dinner.
I was ready to put some mile down, and figuered I'd ghet myself in more trouble if I kept riding the Arkansas fire roads, so I packed up and headed East. I went through Memphis, looking to have some BBQ.
Beale Street.
My laptop battery is going to die so I will continue when possible.....
.....just kidding..great pictures.. 
..really great.. 
..thanks for going to all the effort to post them for us.
