Plateau Corvette Club

ARRR… IT WAS ABOUT TIME FOR A BLOODY CRUISE, ME MATEYS!!
This drive and dine event was hosted by Roger and Kathy Johnson. Eight PCC Corvettes and sixteen fearless crew set sail through the scenic curves and twisty backroads of Tennessee and Kentucky on a swashbuckling quest for treasure, laughter, and good eats. The destination; The legendary Stolen Coin Oyster Bar & Bistro in Gainesboro—where the only thing stolen was our hearts (and maybe a few French fries).

Before the driver’s meeting, Roger cranked up the speakers and blasted “Birthday” by Paul McCartney—setting the tone for a surprise celebration! Our birthday honorees—Carol Mitchelson (9/9), Jean Burchette (9/10), and Ron Burchette (9/4)—were called up for a spontaneous birthday dance, and let’s just say the moves were as unforgettable as the ride.

Along the way, we passed through the peaceful beauty of Amish country in Kentucky, where horse-drawn buggies and hand-built barns reminded us to slow down and savor the simple things. Just beyond, we encountered tractors and combines plowing under golden cornfields, a living postcard of harvest season in full swing. It was a reminder that even in the midst of our pirate antics, the land was quietly working its magic.

The roads were stunning—with one wild exception. TN-83, which had been hit by a hailstorm just two days prior, surprised us with fallen leaves, scattered branches, and the occasional downed tree lining the roadside. It added a dash of unexpected adventure to our cruise, and our Corvettes handled it like champs.

Once we arrived at The Stolen Coin, the service and food were out of this world—every dish a treasure, every smile genuine. The oysters were fresh, the atmosphere was warm, and the laughter was loud. Many who made the trip vowed to return soon… and we believe them!

Our convoy carved through the countryside like ships in full sail, chasing ghost stories, roadside oddities, and the promise of pirate loot. No one walked the plank—but we did end the day with a sweet scoop of victory at The Lazy Cow in Cookeville. Ice cream never tasted so good after a day of curves and camaraderie!

Thanks to everyone who joined the adventure and brought the spirit (and the pirate hats). Until next time, keep your compass pointed toward fun and your fiberglass polished for the next great escape!