Today was pretty much a day about distance. The area I was traveling
through is picturesque in its own way but considering the scenery
I was leaving there just weren't that many places I wanted to stop
and get the camera out.
I left Buffalo, WY at about 9:00 after a pancake breakfast at
the campground. If you look at a map you will see that if you
want to head southwest out of Buffalo you basically need to head
south on I-25. Well, that is not entirely true and believe me
I did look at the hashed lines on the map representing unpaved
roads closely. If I was at the beginning of my trip instead of
approaching the end my route very likely would have been different.
As it was, I wanted to be well into Nebraska by the time I set
my tent up that evening and unpaved roads are a big unknown. This
is exactly why I love taking them most of the time but today I
was in the mood to haul.
And haul I did. Overall, I put about 125 miles on I-25 before
getting off on Hwy 20 outside of Douglas. That bit of interstate
was actually not that bad. The traffic was almost nonexistent
and considering the condition of the road it was much like traveling
a divided two lane backroad most other places.
Needing gas, I stopped at a truck stop and diner along the way
and the place, for whatever reason was hoppin'. It was packed
and the only thing I could figure was that being a Sunday, this
restaurant was the only place to get something to eat. I had a
mediocre reuben and a tossed salad and service was about what
you would expect from a crowded truck stop.
off of 20 and headed south on Hwy 2 at Crawford. In Alliance 2
turns east and I remained on this road all the way to the Nebraska
National Forest. In the 475 miles between Buffalo, WY and the
Nebraska National Forest the road curved about three times. Once
I reached the forest I was shocked to find a fully decked out
camping facility. In fact it was probably the most modern camp
ground I have ever seen. The check in station had an electronic
device with numeric keypad, a place to swipe your credit card,
and a bill reader in case you were paying with cash. I can't imagine
the fun this must be for your average camper. It would have been
entertaining to watch people attempt to check in. The instructions
were not for the faint of heart and the machine required seperate
payments for the day pass and the camping pass. A park person
was standing there when I rode up so I didn't get to try my luck
with the device personally. Of course with the number of casinos
out west maybe most people are highly skilled at putting money
into a machine.
the road was straight and pretty boring I played some more with
the camera while riding. This is how all of the pictures on this
page were taken. Today was actually the day I found out about
using the neck strap and how much better that worked than freeholding
the camera. For those of you with GS's with a speedometer and
odometer that drive you crazy with their inaccuracy, click on
the picture to the right. You can see the speedometer is reading
70 mph and the GPS is reading 69.1. Before my speedo hub change
these figures would have been at least 5 mph different. Now it
is about a 1 mph difference at this speed. The final odometer
reading for the trip was 6,254 miles on the bike and 6,208 miles
on the GPS. This is a difference of less than 1%. Too bad BMW
doesn't include the proper hub when you buy the bike. I think
if I were buying a new bike I would make them change this out
before I picked up my motorcycle for the first time.
must be the train capital of the United States. A train track
runs along hwy 2 for most of the distance I traveled and I don't
think I went more than 5 minutes without seeing a train on that
track. They were all heading west but what they were carrying
is a mystery to me. Whatever it was there must have been a lot
Once I got to the forest and set up the tent I met two couples
who were traveling west. The older couple, riding a Goldwing with
trailer, were in their fifth week on the road and were heading
home to Las Vegas. The younger couple, on a Harley, were in their
second week and were heading home to Seattle. I never quite figured
out how the couples were related but my guess is the older couple
were parents to either the man or woman of the second couple.
Regardless, they were entertaining to talk to so I socialized
a bit and then headed back to my tent for the night.
Tomorrow "Yes Dorothy, we are in Kansas.".
Picture on the right? Think left hip.