Left Stowe at 7am. 454 wonderful miles later we pulled into a friend's camp in Tioga PA. (Not sure how many miles it would have been without the scenic detours, but we were having a blast!) The GSA is an awesome tug! At one point we hit I-88 to get some distance between us and some thunder boomers. Followed a Lexus on a most empty slab till I realized we were traveling at "rip up the license and impound the bike on the spot" speeds then rolled off and dropped 30mph. The bike and the Claude Stanley enhanced sidecar ran that smooth!
We pushed it pretty hard today, and I thought Barley would be exhausted when we pulled into camp. He had other thoughts, and was on the prowl in the bushes. He ran down and ate one mouse, and narrowly missed a bullfrog. Now he's sacked out in front of a fan, sending fur flying everywhere!
West Virginia tomorrow, though the forecast of three days worth of rain might cut into my sightseeing.