On my way back from Texas, the bike decided she wanted new shoes as we were passing through Monroe, LA. Fortunately I was able to get to the local dealer, they had the sizes I needed and they did some reworking of their schedule in order to get me out that afternoon. There was a little bit of a wait, but they took me over to the nearby Mall so I could get some chow.
I wasn't happy with the bike picking up the nail hitchhiker but Bayou Motorsports made it a lot less of a hassle than it could have been. Oh, and did I mention that Thursday through Saturday were COLD for riding across the south?