Oh yeah, I remember Panama City, went at least twice as I recall. Also recall following Michael K with his "new to him" expensive GPS and getting lost. I finally pulled into a gas station and asked for directions. Turns out the hotel was just a couple blocks away....in the opposite direction Mike's wonderful device wanted to go.
Couple years later he and I rode together to the first IZ in Paducah, KY. Again, Mike with a new and more expensive GPS led the way, taking us on a wrong turn in Nashville. And again, we stopped and got directions which I followed...he didn't, so I pulled off to the side of the interstate bypass and waited for him. A few minutes later I see this big silly grin come tooling along and so we were off for the final leg. When arriving in the Paducah area he took the lead since "I've got the GPS" and I was in hopes of a direct route to ground zero. Not to be...the farther we went the fewer buildings and more cows were seen. We stopped, he looked at his toy, slapped his forehead and we turned around. Not long after I pulled into a gas station(dejavu all over again), got directions which took us directly to the hotel. My message to Mike; "hey buddy, we got lost for a lot less money in Panama City" referring to the costs of the two different GPS units.
Great memories for sure.
