Awoke at the CoB but as I only have a few hours left to drive I won't be leaving early. I do some blogging, writing about the rain day. Enough time has passed that it is no longer painful to think about, further passage of time will leave only the good memories which will consist of the Mussels in Cream sauce and the 18 oz New York, I think it is mankinds ability to forget suffering and only remember the good things that allowed us to venture out of our caves in ...

I am jolted awake at 0507 when my neighbor turns on his shower and a water hammer reverberates through the building. I take advantage of the awakening to check on the remaining items on the drying rack, my shoes and gloves are completely dry, just need to work a little more on my riding pants, drying the front pockets. I arrange my jacket the best I can in the air flow, although I know there is no hope in really accelerating the process. It is still damp, but no...

I awaken at the usual time, the CoB, but as I am waiting for a call at 1000 from a guy in the Pacific time zone I putz about a bit, and catch up on the Blog. Call takes 30 minutes, then I leisurely pack the bike and we depart at 1100ish. The first thing we notice is that it is very smoky, and perhaps a bit overcast and that is really keeping the temperature down to reasonable levels. Bill says this (ominous foreshadowing) "Boy, I sure like how overcast it is!" I...

I awaken while it is still dark out and I am confused. My iPad says 0621, but my iPhone 0521. We do not have internet access so I trust the iPhone as I know it has connected to a newtwork, and prolly updated itself. That is good news! With a 0800 departure time, that leaves several more hours in the rack! I turn the AC back on, and go back to bed. I sleep on and off until about 0720, I am ever mindful of the clock as I promised Bill I would turn over a new leaf ...

Was up very early Saturday morning, not feeling the greatest, with a bummy ache. Too much information, well, these are the risks of a motorcycle trip. Worked on things the best I could with the limited tools I had on hand, and as the 0730-departure time crept nearer I knew I wasn't going to be able to leave on time. I go to knock on Bill's door and I see his bike is packed and he is ready, and rarin' to go. I tell him there has been a revolt south of the borde...