We load up and throw the kickstands up for the last cool piece before my run home.
We run over to Jersey and I discover its nothing more than Michigan on the east coast with way more foreign cars. The roads are crap, it stinks, the houses and businesses are placed similarly. Plus a-hole drivers I'm use to.
After getting to the PA turnpike we have lost everybody but our buddy James.
We then loose him as well as he heads home. There was a huge possibility that we were going to hit some seroius storms on the way home. But other than a wet shoulder on the turnpike it was clear sailing. We even switched rides cause the Buell was beating up on Mark with 225 miles under his belt today. I didn't mind, I enjoyed the switch and enlighting of Mark on the HD Ultra meathods. The Buell is a real nice bike. The power of torque was great and seemed to be so solid. What a perfect end to a great day of riding. We arrive back at his house, not 10 mins later it starts to pour. WOW!
So I'm able to put in some of the smallest state stickers of the bunch. Doesn't really show the efforts we put forth but nevertheless, more filled in color.
I made my adventure home and my luck ran out with rain dodging. About an hour into it, when in the thick of the mountains heading north, go figure. It dried up shortly after I got on I-80W. The rest of the ride was sunny and nice. Another 500 miles...
Totally nearly exactly 1500 miles in the 4 days.
My hats off to Mark. My many thanks for everybody else meeting up with us in Philly.
Enjoy!