Day 3
Today was not nearly as adventurous as yesterday. Today was mostly a lot of freeway type driving interrupted in the morning with the deluge that I had been avoiding for day's 1 and 2. I finally had a chance to test both the machine and the outfit that I had bank rolled in some serious water and wind.
I am happy to report that the "stich" suit (a one-piece roadcrafter made in Duluth by Aerostich) performed beautifully, which was good because I have been hauling its not insubstantial weight through hell and back for days now. It finally paid off. It's other benefit is to protect me should I have to make an unexpected exit from the seat of the bike at speed - a test I will gratefully put off for now.
As for the rig, I have learned that it is a lot more work to move a hack through the twisty turnies than a regular two-wheeler, but put in the middle of blinding rain and hellatious wind, it is an island of stability. Score for the hack.
There were no "Deliverance" moments today. Today I was trying to cover ground, eat up them miles. The land I covered was mostly farms and sporadic forest. Late in the day, I reached Highway 61 and the Mississippi. Almost home.
I am again nearly nekkid, ensconced in a motel room fighting exhaustion. Today I was in the saddle only 10 hours as opposed to yesterday's 12, but it all adds up. Tomorrow I shoot for the Twin Cities in hopes of attending the Blind Lizard Motorcycle Rallye on Sunday, Father's Day.
Originally, I had hoped to be in Duluth at this time so I could work the finish line of Grandma's Marathon tomorrow morning. Guess that won't happen. No regrets though. This has been a hell of a trip and I am glad that I was able to do it.
Will post more tomorrow and also some pics. Too tired to do so now.
With love, D
I am happy to report that the "stich" suit (a one-piece roadcrafter made in Duluth by Aerostich) performed beautifully, which was good because I have been hauling its not insubstantial weight through hell and back for days now. It finally paid off. It's other benefit is to protect me should I have to make an unexpected exit from the seat of the bike at speed - a test I will gratefully put off for now.
As for the rig, I have learned that it is a lot more work to move a hack through the twisty turnies than a regular two-wheeler, but put in the middle of blinding rain and hellatious wind, it is an island of stability. Score for the hack.
There were no "Deliverance" moments today. Today I was trying to cover ground, eat up them miles. The land I covered was mostly farms and sporadic forest. Late in the day, I reached Highway 61 and the Mississippi. Almost home.
I am again nearly nekkid, ensconced in a motel room fighting exhaustion. Today I was in the saddle only 10 hours as opposed to yesterday's 12, but it all adds up. Tomorrow I shoot for the Twin Cities in hopes of attending the Blind Lizard Motorcycle Rallye on Sunday, Father's Day.
Originally, I had hoped to be in Duluth at this time so I could work the finish line of Grandma's Marathon tomorrow morning. Guess that won't happen. No regrets though. This has been a hell of a trip and I am glad that I was able to do it.
Will post more tomorrow and also some pics. Too tired to do so now.
With love, D
Copyright ©2003-2007 Phaedrous
posted by Phaedrous at 10:42 PM
2 Comments:
wow! quite an adventure indeed. have i mentioned my great love of bmw bikes? oh my....(wipe up the drool, girl. you'll short the keyboard) can't wait to see more pics and hear about the tandem adventures.
An amazing adventure. You do know how to live, sir. I doff my cap to ya.
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