It was not entirely easy, much much harder than the 1,000 mile Saddle Sore ride last year but I arrived in Binghamton New York under cloudy skies on a 55 degree morning with 20 minutes to spare. I got my forms witnessed at the local Jail, had a massive breakfast served by a delightfully stereotypically surly New York waitress, and mailed off my paperwork to the Iron Butt people in Illinois... Story and pictures to follow. Suffice it to say the Triumph was perfect, the Catskill Mountains were great fun to ride, and as I was no longer Iron Butting I thoroughly enjoyed being let loose on the road without having to document anything further.
In a few hours Jack riepe will be letting his dogs loose on me and that is of far greater concern than the meth fuelled truck drivers of Interstate 81. And they were truly terrible. That I am able to see my breath tells me I am far too far north far too late in the year. Despite the changing leaves extravaganza and the fine riding through the Catskills, I hope theykeep my place in the Keys for when I get back Friday.
5 comments:
Glad to see you made it in one piece. I avoid 81, I-80, 80 at all costs. But you have to admit the trees changing are purty, after the leaves fall it looks terrible. Have fun with Riepe.
Dear Sir:
Stop bitching... This is the best riding weather of the year, and I think it may be turning for the rest of this week. We had mementus thunderstorms last night, that rocked the whole house. They are talking about a Nor'Easter for the end of the week. I have not fed the dogs for two days. They can Hardly wait to see you.
Fondest regards,
Jack • Reep • Toad
Twisted Roads
Even Riepe's bike would have to say:
Fantastic! (Although it would be in a Bavarian accent)
Well Done!
Jim
Glad for the update. Happy you're safely on your way to the real adventure.
I echo Jim, "Well done!"
~Keith
Are you "plums" frozen yet???
Buffalo Bill
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