June 19, 2003
I didn't do any riding today. I slept late and played the rest
of the day. I made it to the BMW dealership and picked up some
oil, a couple of oil filters, and socialized with the crew there.
The dealership has just been sold so it is undergoing some changes.
I haven't spent enough time there with the new folks to have any
opinion about the place yet.
June 20, 2003
the final push home. I took 280 southeast to Auburn like I have
done countless number of times before. The trip was stress free
and I kept getting more and more excited the closer I got to home.
I couldn't wait to see the animals and some familiar surroundings.
My housesitter said everything was fine but I had to see for myself.
I love traveling the open road but there is something to be said
about your own home and I couldn't wait to sleep in my own bed
Some final thoughts on the trip. All in all it was great. There
was a little bit more rain than I would have preferred but except
for it being a bit annoying there were no real problems associated
with the weather. I was properly equipped and except for the one
day that my overpants leaked so badly, I was dry in my own personal
climate controlled outfit.
Unlike last year, I never really wondered if I chose the proper
way of exploring the places unknown. Towards the end of my trip
last year I started wondering if I wouldn't have enjoyed myself
more if I had taken my Jeep and mountain bike instead of the motorcycle.
I was touring in southern Colorado and Utah though, so places
like Moab had me craving the bicycle. During this trip at no time
during the climbs up to the passes at 10,000+ feet did I wish
I was pedaling myself to the top. I ride the mountain bike for
fun and I'm just not that hard core.
idea I had for this trip was to tow my DRZ400 behind the Jeep
and play on it once I reached the fun places. I still think this
is a good idea but not for the solo traveler. I know I would
have felt severely restricted if I had to play it safe while out
riding so I could make it back home in one piece. If I find someone
next year that is interested in traveling with me I might try
this approach and tow a dirt bike. I am excited by all the offroad
riding possibilities in the West and Baja is calling me as well.
My childhood desire to see the West has now been partially fulfilled.
I think of these trips as scouting missions and I keep track of
places I want to revisit and spend more time at. The list keeps
growing! Some of the places I saw this trip left me nearly breathless
and I can't wait to return and explore further.
I can't say enough good things about the equipment I used. Everything
worked flawlessly and it is not often you can say that! My untested
camera gear did exactly what I hoped it would. The tent stayed
completely dry and the bike ran and ran and ran even covered in
mud and after sitting in the rain every night for a week. It will
take me a few washings to get all the grunge off the beast but
I feel I owe her that much as well as an oil change, valve adjustment,
Total, the trip encompassed 6,208 miles (GPS), thirteen states,
19 days and if my prior fuel mileage of about 45 mpg held this
trip, about 138 gallons of gas. Next year? I don't know yet but
I am already starting to look at maps! May your life be filled
with fun and adventure and remember...
Just Ride the Damn Thing!