OK, so I'm holed up in Paducah, KY, so tired of riding my motorcycle that I'm thinking a nice Buick would be a good idea.
Nonetheless, here's how my trip has been so far. I'll put some more pictures up over the next couple of days. I managed to get a SS1K on Saturday by riding from San Rafael, CA to Carbondale, CO. Yesterday, I rode across Kansas in those wonderful (not!) cross winds they have in such abundance.
I woke up hella early on Saturday, 4AM and beat it out of Marin, log book in hand and route plugged into my brain. No GPS for this boy, nosirree...
I wound up at Donner Pass as the sun was coming up.
An hour later, I was on the far side of Reno and the scenery was noticeably different.
Outside of Eureka, NV, I met this nice officer. He used a Kband instant on oncoming signal to invite me to a little roadside chat. He clocked me at 92 in a 55. He let me take his picture anyway.
After a while, I got to Utah. There's a casino/watering hole right on the border, so I stopped, gassed up and peed and lost an hour without doing a damn thing wrong.
I love Utah.
My favorite sticker placement by Angry Youth of America of the whole trip:
I got to Carbondale, CO when it was dark. The next morning, this is what I saw from the parking lot:
Yesterday was Kansas. I hate riding in Kansas. I stayed off the interstate.
I really hate riding in Kansas. I only got as far as Salina before I was really tired of what I'm sure is a wonderful state.
Today, I rode to Paducah and didn't really take any pictures. Missouri is almost as boring as Kansas to ride across, but seems less aggravating for some reason.
Now, I'm certain that there are all kinds of folks that are going to send me mail and tell me that there are awesome roads in both of those states, and I'm certain there are. However, when I'm in get there mode, both of those states make me nuts.
More photos soon. I hope.