Miles 458-2204
The ride from Omaha to Eureka Springs AR went well... the only mishap was my GPS's fondness for Kansas City... as it created a loop and let me through it again just as my bike started sputtering and I had to switch to reserve. then rode up and down the streets trying to find a gas station... 20 blocks and 1 gas station.. my tank is 4.7 gal... I took 4.658 when I filled up...
Met up with T-Rock in Springfield. Good guy... defiantly chose the right college.. fuck'n hot college chicks everywhere. wished he could have come down to AR and rode with me and Smilieman.
Ahh... Smilieman... yeah... about him... this "dude" is actually a woman... "healthy" as she put it... names Shamone.. but damn... bitch can RIDE...
we logged about 350 miles on Saturday... my first introduction to proper twistys...
almost got rid of my chickenstrips... but not quite...
set my alarm for 0500 to make the 900 mile trip to Florida and Rae's. woke up at 430 and fought with myself for 10 mins... realize my tent polls had snapped... and the tent had collapsed on the foot end of me... finally got up... went to take a shower... and yup... no water... so now... a 900 mile trip and I haven't showered for 3 days... 3 hot days of 12+hrs of riding... let's hope Rae likes the au-natural smell of men...
so I head back to the tent... and BOOM a huge bolt of lightening strikes and thunder simultaneously... GREAT! grab my flashlight... pit... pat... pit pat... fuck... even better rain... then 20 seconds later... the skys open up! FUCK!
so I pull my tent up stakes and all and carry it under the covered walk way they had up by the cabins... and pack and take the the tent down there.
realize that I hadn't put my rain covers on my bags yet and it's raining so hard that shit's already soaked through into my clothes.
I got everything packed... threw on my FrogTogs... and rode off... the frog togs work AWESOME! but don't breathe worth shit... so when it warmed up I had to pull off and take them off as I was burning up. It rained for an hour or so... some of the hardest rain i've ever seen... tires worked well... not a single pucker moment. the new HID lights worked awesome as well... fuckers are bright as all hell.
passed a few bikes on my way to Rae's... mostly cruisers... a few sport bikes.... but only in Memphis, and Jackson areas... and once I hit FL. had one dude towing a 1000rr with a chrome stretched swingarm look at me and laugh as I passed him... apparently he thought it odd to actually see someone RIDING a bike.
got to Rae's at about 830 or so.... fuck'n WORN the hell out, and smelling quite ripe. gotta say she's twice as hot in person... and only 1/2 as tall.
but she took good care of me... though I passed out early
I'll make it up to ya tonight
gonna ship my tent, sleeping bag, and sleeping pad to my parents... so I can rid myself of that... note if your camping on a motorcycle... spring for the 2man tent. it's worth it!
pics... to come... need to connect my cam.