| t-homo |
06-07-2009 01:52 PM |
We left at midnight and got to Birmingham at around 9:30 AM. Turned around, took our time, and hit 1000 miles at 9:17 PM. Got home 70 miles later at 10:30 PM exactly.
The three of us had a great ride. I was on my R1, and the other two guys were on a 1999 Suzuki Bandit 1200 and a Connie 14. My ass and back would hurt for about 10 minutes every time we took off from gas stops. My clutch hand is still tired, but other than that I am good.
I think we averaged about 20 minutes at each gas stop. Got off of the bikes, smoke, hang out for a bit. Stopped and got free starbucks just outside of Memphis (a little over halfway there). In B-ham, we decided not to go to the Museum since we would only have a couple hours. We went to the Ducati, BMW, Triumph dealership for about 30 minutes and then ate at McDonalds on the way out of town.
The R1 did well, and we had it set up well for the long trip. Chatterbox's worked well, Tracy. Not well enough to hold a conversation or anything, but enough to point things out and communicate between bikes. Couldn't beat em for the music though. I had sirius radio hooked up to the bike which fucking rocked. We hooked up a three-output car cigarette lighter power thing in my trunk and plugged an inverter into one, which continuously charged the chatterbox and the sirius radio into the other one. I had a little handheld GPS that I just used for speed. I forgot to turn it on till we were leaving Birmingham, but when we got to Memphis, our moving average was 81, and when we got to the other side, it was still 73.
Biggest rant about the ride was traffic in Memphis. My friend got pushed off of the road onto the shoulder by the concrete median by some car who wanted over. I got brake checked twice. Fuck memphis.
We consider it a success. We all made it back and stayed together, didn't get tickets and didn't have any accidents. The tickets one is surprising since we ran hard the whole entire time.
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