Monday, June 29, 2009

55 mph WTF...

Shopping with Barry... NO Comment
Miss you Tim
Did not go here

Who needs paper and there is laws here?

Thanks Mrs D, I did gain pounds with your good cooking, it's not all about Barry

Thanks Mr D, and I have my eye open for the tractor
Who is the best uncle ever

OK people, I had fun in PA and Eagles Mere is maybe one of the nicest places I have been (al except the toilet laws, you can put a potty anywhere). But my true issue with PA, and yes the booze laws are really screwed up we all know that. But who ever made up the speed limit in PA must have paralysis of the right side of there body. WTF 55 mph, you can dodge the bugs hitting your helmet at that speed (great for the bugs). Back to the start, so camped on Lake Erie, got up and took the Hwy 6, what a great rode and beautiful roads and towns. Tree everywhere and nice people. DEER, that is another story, just keep your eyes open people
And what is up with that, a state holiday for the first day of deer hunting ???&(*^*&%#@@#%^$&*^*%%$#$#$@%$#^
Want to keep in short and sweet, after a long days riding, was meet my captain corn chip friend Barry and we went to his folks home in Eaglesmere (which means you can see eagle there) I did not. Meet his brother and great family. I was really treated like royality. HOW DID THEY KNOW I WAS ?. Except I had to give up my bed the first night to Tim. Could not have asked for a nicer more fun breack and people. Yes even the people at the Barn were nice.
Thanks to all and hope to come back (if you will have me)
Cheers PB

Thanks Pennsylvania for putting this sign up for me !!!
I did ask to keep it low key for me.

Friday, June 26, 2009

NY 2 SF Day 7

My Indians


Lake Eric sunset



WTF


New friend

After being well rested and being taken care of by G & G in Chicago. PS the view from the John Hancock penthouse is worth it and thanks for the drinks G. Back on the road or as Willy says, on the road again... Complete with a hug from G and a great coffee from G on the 92 out of Chicago, through IL into Indiana ( sorry ...boring) into Ohio. Yes home of my team Cleveland Indians..
Got to Toledo on the 80/90 the roads were boring and a RIP OFF as you need to fuel at the gas station on the toll roads... WTF.
After going through Toledo (and let me know why this town is famous, outside of MASH and you get a prize) I got off the maim road and went on the 6 to Sandusty up lake Erie to Cleveland. And there was a game on, did a lap of the the park and then on to the 80 up to Erie. Really wanted to camp but had a had time finding anywhere when I bumped into Sara's right on Lake Erie, got the tent out, sent it up, went to get dinner etc and came back...RAIN. WTF. thankfully it stopped and I had a good nights sleep on the beach of Lake Erie. I wanted to wake up in the morning looking out over the lake but when I woke up during the night, someone had set the tent up in front of mine.???
Cheers PB

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

NY 2 SF Day 6

Take me out to the ball park...



Holy COW
On road service

Lunch with friends,thanks for taking care of me G & G

Chicago street view


Help me....

Well after the 1300 miles in 23 hours, it was rest day and what a better city than Chicago.
My nice friends Gina & Gene had let me crash at there home and were nice enough to show me around, got some lunch had a few drinks and chilled. Also had a chance to clean the bike and check it all over.
Here are some photos
Cheers PB

Monday, June 22, 2009

NY 2 SF Day 5 BUTT BURNER DAY



"the good life" REALLY

At least someone has a sense of humor in Nebraska

Unlike Coptar AKA Utar you have to wear a lid

Found the 80



Ok people, there is not going to be many photos on this post and the words are going to be straight to the point. Why it is BUTT BURNER day. Yes 1000 miles in one day.
Woke up at 4am and packed up, got a nice wake up call up my witness John. No rain it sight. Took off at 5.10 am up highway 25 north to Wyoming,turned right on Hwy 26 back though Wyoming down toward Nebraska on the 385, It was flat, windy and no one around. I got lost in Nebraska for 2 hours. All the roads look the same and there is no point of reference. Also it was overcast so I could not use the sun to find my way. Finally with a little help found the I 80. It was so windy, my neck was taking a beating. I did discover that the place I could rest while riding was when there was trees on the side if the freeway. Note to farmers plant more trees along the edge of your properties please. About half way though Nebraska it started...rain. Off the bike and on with the wet weather clothes. The rain was hard, heavy and from the side at 45 degrees. After hours of riding in the rain with the HUGH spray from the trucks rain started getting into my clothes. I could feel the little runs of water just finding there way into my boots and up my sleeves. So at this point I was cool and wet, it was also getting dark. At this point I was leaving Nebraska and I was happy, again sorry Mr Warren Buffett put I was happy to see the end of Nebraska. From my point of view you can put Nebraska right where it fits and keep it there. And just incase you follow my blog or someone passes it on to you. I know home is where the heart is but with, but Warren with all your money why do you still want to live in Nebraska. So here I come Iowa, still raining and windy. Again flat, it was was really late now and the rain had really slowed me down. I just burned through Iowa as fast as I could. Just as I got in to Illinois I called my freind in Chicago and he told me I still had 4 plus hours to go before I got to him. It was now 1am the next day and still raining heavy. About 350 miles out of Chicago people were flashing there light at me and as I went under a bridge and thought WOW that bridge is bright,then it hit me my head light was facing straight up in the air. So I sat on the side of the freeway in the rain for a hour trying to fix it with the big trucks flying pass me and throwing up lots of spray. Could not really fix, so just pushed on. Then as if things could not get cazier about 200 miles out of Chicago I heard this cracking noise in my ear. Yes I was very sleepy and fatigued,but I knew I was not crazy and just a that point the visor on my helmet snapped off. I was able to grap it and pull over. I sent another 30 minutes on the side of the freeway trying to fix it. No luck. So back on the road and everytime a truck went by (and at 3am in the morning those truck haul ass) I pulled over and slowed down to get away from the spray of rain. 200 miles in the rain ,no face mask. Finally got into Chicago, the last 120 miles were hell. You what they say, what does not kill you, makes you stronger. At 4.30 am Gene was nice enough to meet me down on the street. I puuled the bike up into his parking spot and while I was doing this it got away from me and I dropped it. I was done !!!

STATS.
Denver to Chicago (the long way) 1300 miles in 23 hours. Only stopping for Gas and Peepee

Cheers PB