In two weeks IÔÇÖm leaving on what will be the longest motorcycle trip of my life - a two month journey, covering 40 states and some of Canada. It will represent a number of major milestones for me, in terms of duration, miles covered, and overall planning and logistics. Along the way IÔÇÖll be taking a lot of pictures and posting tales from the road. My route will cover a good mix of scenic highways and country roads, avoiding the slabs when I can. The trip will also be a fundraiser for the American Cancer Society.
IÔÇÖve always felt that the planning and preparation for a long motorcycle trip is an important element of the overall journey itself. This one more so than anything IÔÇÖve done before. But in thinking about how best to present this ÔÇ£Ride Tale,ÔÇØ while keeping it interesting, I thought it would be fun to share with you the background on how my riding adventure came to fruition.
I know youÔÇÖll want to hear the whole story, but I still have a ton of details to manage between now and July 6. Because itÔÇÖs a long tale, IÔÇÖm going to break it up into smaller bites so you wonÔÇÖt loose the flavor. I hope you donÔÇÖt mind.
The beginnings of My Long Ride.
The seed of my idea for doing a major road trip germinated about six months ago, before any real plans for the summer were even being considered. It was back in January, when we were still getting hit with a few late, sporadic snowstorms in the Sierra foothills. Over MLK weekend the weather gods smiled down on us, parted the clouds, and said, ÔÇ£You deserve a beautiful weekend.ÔÇØ So I packed up my RT and took off with my friend Barry for Death Valley to meet up with a group of riders from BMWST.com for the annual ÔÇ£meet-eat-rideÔÇØ fest in Beatty, Nevada. Despite hitting low teens going over Donner Pass, the weather was clear and sunny, with light traffic, brilliant blue skies, and no cross winds. As we headed south on 95 from Fallon to Hawthorne, through Tonopah and ScottyÔÇÖs Junction, the weather warmed to a balmy 72 degrees and the winter doldrums just melted away.
ThereÔÇÖs something unique about Death Valley in the winter, and this trip didnÔÇÖt disappoint. The rides were great; ScottyÔÇÖs Castle was amazing, the scenery breathtaking, and the camaraderie awesome. But I digress.
So, it was during those three days that I had an epiphany of sorts. Maybe it was the warm weather, or the elixir of touring on great roads in spectacular scenery. It doesnÔÇÖt really matter. It was then that I began doing some serious, wishful thinking about taking a road trip over the summer. Probably a long road trip. An East Coast kind of road trip.
IÔÇÖd been on a long ride to a MOA rally in Wisconsin two years ago and was able to juggle work projects to take almost four weeks off. It was my first long distance adventure, riding solo for the most part, with lots of maps from AAA and few reservations in strategic waypoints. The highlight of the trip came on the way back, when my wife met up with me in Billings, Montana to do a two-up vacation together. I was very fortunate then that she was able to take off a week so we could tour Yellowstone and the Grand Tetons together. On that trip I learned a lot about myself, my bike, my gear, 700-mile days (in 100+ degree heat), and all weather riding. But, man, what an adventure!
So, I started considering possible destinations for this new expedition. Summer 2009 was a target-rich environment for east coast motorcycle gatherings and rallies. The BMWMOA is doing their thing in Tennessee mid-July, followed by the RA rally in Kentucky a week later. Then thereÔÇÖs the BMWST ÔÇ£UnRallyÔÇØ in New Hampshire in mid August. Hmmmm. Any of those would put me in the right part of the country, I decided. And my initial vision would be to keep it relatively simple; it would be a straightforward road trip: head east, see a few friends along the way, attend a rally, and come home.
Upon returning from Death Valley, I began to kick this trip around in earnest and started to really focus on the prospects for pulling it off. In the final analysis, the challenge was crystal clear. All I needed to do to ÔÇ£make it happenÔÇØ was to resolve three big issues: family considerations, work schedules, and the costs associated with such an undertaking.
ÔÇ£Piece of cake,ÔÇØ you say? To quote Calvin Coolidge, ÔÇ£Nothing in the world can take the place of Persistence.ÔÇØ
The story continues.
IÔÇÖve always felt that the planning and preparation for a long motorcycle trip is an important element of the overall journey itself. This one more so than anything IÔÇÖve done before. But in thinking about how best to present this ÔÇ£Ride Tale,ÔÇØ while keeping it interesting, I thought it would be fun to share with you the background on how my riding adventure came to fruition.
I know youÔÇÖll want to hear the whole story, but I still have a ton of details to manage between now and July 6. Because itÔÇÖs a long tale, IÔÇÖm going to break it up into smaller bites so you wonÔÇÖt loose the flavor. I hope you donÔÇÖt mind.
The beginnings of My Long Ride.
The seed of my idea for doing a major road trip germinated about six months ago, before any real plans for the summer were even being considered. It was back in January, when we were still getting hit with a few late, sporadic snowstorms in the Sierra foothills. Over MLK weekend the weather gods smiled down on us, parted the clouds, and said, ÔÇ£You deserve a beautiful weekend.ÔÇØ So I packed up my RT and took off with my friend Barry for Death Valley to meet up with a group of riders from BMWST.com for the annual ÔÇ£meet-eat-rideÔÇØ fest in Beatty, Nevada. Despite hitting low teens going over Donner Pass, the weather was clear and sunny, with light traffic, brilliant blue skies, and no cross winds. As we headed south on 95 from Fallon to Hawthorne, through Tonopah and ScottyÔÇÖs Junction, the weather warmed to a balmy 72 degrees and the winter doldrums just melted away.
ThereÔÇÖs something unique about Death Valley in the winter, and this trip didnÔÇÖt disappoint. The rides were great; ScottyÔÇÖs Castle was amazing, the scenery breathtaking, and the camaraderie awesome. But I digress.
So, it was during those three days that I had an epiphany of sorts. Maybe it was the warm weather, or the elixir of touring on great roads in spectacular scenery. It doesnÔÇÖt really matter. It was then that I began doing some serious, wishful thinking about taking a road trip over the summer. Probably a long road trip. An East Coast kind of road trip.
IÔÇÖd been on a long ride to a MOA rally in Wisconsin two years ago and was able to juggle work projects to take almost four weeks off. It was my first long distance adventure, riding solo for the most part, with lots of maps from AAA and few reservations in strategic waypoints. The highlight of the trip came on the way back, when my wife met up with me in Billings, Montana to do a two-up vacation together. I was very fortunate then that she was able to take off a week so we could tour Yellowstone and the Grand Tetons together. On that trip I learned a lot about myself, my bike, my gear, 700-mile days (in 100+ degree heat), and all weather riding. But, man, what an adventure!
So, I started considering possible destinations for this new expedition. Summer 2009 was a target-rich environment for east coast motorcycle gatherings and rallies. The BMWMOA is doing their thing in Tennessee mid-July, followed by the RA rally in Kentucky a week later. Then thereÔÇÖs the BMWST ÔÇ£UnRallyÔÇØ in New Hampshire in mid August. Hmmmm. Any of those would put me in the right part of the country, I decided. And my initial vision would be to keep it relatively simple; it would be a straightforward road trip: head east, see a few friends along the way, attend a rally, and come home.
Upon returning from Death Valley, I began to kick this trip around in earnest and started to really focus on the prospects for pulling it off. In the final analysis, the challenge was crystal clear. All I needed to do to ÔÇ£make it happenÔÇØ was to resolve three big issues: family considerations, work schedules, and the costs associated with such an undertaking.
ÔÇ£Piece of cake,ÔÇØ you say? To quote Calvin Coolidge, ÔÇ£Nothing in the world can take the place of Persistence.ÔÇØ
The story continues.