After I packed my bigger suitcase, we started planning the trip, John went on his Hampton Inn employee portal,and found a Hampton Inn in Dalton Georgia,about 25 miles from his Grandmothers house. A little far to drive daily, but his Grandmother's town is pretty small without a lot of Hotel options, plus with John'a employee discount it worth the drive.
Siri said it's a 7 hour drive, so I said we should be able to do it 6 hours easy. So I set my alarm and coffee maker for 5:00AM. We both stripped down to our boxer briefs and climbed into my bed. We talked for about 20 minutes about the trip before both falling asleep.
The next morning we had our coffee, showered, dressed and were on the road by 6.
The trip was uneventful, and an hour into Georgia the terrain changed from Florida flat, to Georgia rolling hills. John called his parents and told them we were going to check in first, then meet at his Grandmother's house.
As we got near Dalton Georgia the red Georgia hills surrounded us, we also passed many rivers with people on rafts and large inner-tube's, John says that places rent them for the day pretty cheap. We passed miles and miles of trails with people 4-wheeling, I couldn't help but notice that they were covered in red mud from head to toe. As we went over one bridge I saw about 10 people bridge jumping into the river below, most were fully clothed including boots, no doubt rinsing off the mud after a day of dirt biking and 4-wheeling fun... I'm really liking what I'm seeing on this trip. About a mile later I pulled into a gas station since I was below 1/4. While gassing up two 4-wheeler pulled into the pump behind me, they were covered in thick red mud, John said that his cousin Jason gets like that too, his mom finally had to put her foot down and tell him that she didn't care if he got muddy, but he better stop at the barn first and strip down before even thinking of coming 100 feet to the house, he also told me that " He seems to enjoy it A LOT, REAL A LOT, if you know what I mean" and proceeded to make a jacking off motion while saying it... In my head I said ***He's one of us****. We both laughed, and I said " You never know?".
John went inside to pay for the gas. The 2 muddy riders took off their helmets, they looked like they were in their early 20's, and I about melted when they talked with that smooth Georgia accent, and they were Hot!!
John came out of the gas station with 2 Coronas and some Beef Jerky and we continued the last few miles to the hotel.
We arrived at the Hampton Inn, John was greeted warmly as he was "Hampton Inn family", the Manager came out, and offered John his condolences, and also said that they upgraded him to the Suite, since it had 1 King Size bed, and 2 Full Size beds in case he needed room for any out of town family members. He then winked a said " It also has a jacuzzi in it".
We went to the room, and the Manager wasn't kidding, it wasn't a jacuzzi bath, but a 4 person jacuzzi in the bath area! I felt a twitch in my crotch, just thinking of the possibilities!
After unpacking we drove to his Grandmother's house, my Camaro definitely not the type of vehicle for the type of roads as we got close to the house. When we pulled up the long drive, John's parents, and his little brother Paul came out to greet us. His mom hugged and thanked me for coming and driving up John.
A few minutes later his cousin Jason drove up in a big 4-door black Chevy pick-up truck, when he stepped out I did a double take, he looked just like John except for a little bit longer hair, and a different wardrobe than John would wear.
John looked at Jason and said "So that's what your truck looks like all cleaned up", Jason laughed and replied, "I even cleaned the inside, when I heard you were coming up in a Camaro, I knew I'd have to haul your asses to the Cemetery, heck, I may need 4-wheel drive to get up there myself".
As I got closer to the truck, I glanced at the rear bed, I saw a big wet muddy pile of clothes, and smiled...
Jason opened the back door and reached in his cooler in the floor, and passed out beers, I mentioned how he and John are almost twins, and he replied "People tell me that, but I'm 2 years older, 2 inches taller, and I have 2 times a cuter ass!". John just rolled his eyes.
"Why don't y'all park that pretty boy race car, clump into my truck, and I'll show you around"...
Part 3: No staying clean...