Not surprisingly, sportbikes were well-represented, but around 5:00 p.m., when we arrived, the pace was tapering off, with cruisers outnumbering knee-draggers. It's all fun to drink in, but don't forget why you came. Allow yourself time to ride the Dragon more than once, because the north-south attitude is much different from the south-north. If the Dragon completely drains you, or if you can't get enough of it in one afternoon, Deals Gap Motorcycle Resort at mile 11, back in North Carolina, sells rooms, riding gear, food and beverages. Draped with pieces of bikes the Dragon has claimed over the years, the Tree of Shame stands watch over the scene, always awaiting another chrome or carbon-fiber sacrifice.