Ride West: Day One to Kenner, La
The first day of my 26 day Great Western Ride seemed to have a little of everything. Rode in a light fog for several hours (atmospheric, not mental), then under some clouds, then a mid day windy downpour that forced me under cover at a truck stop for about an hour, and finally, of course, hot and humid for the last 150 miles. I loved every minute of it. Other than some snow I may see in Colorado, today’s ride was a 570-mile Whitman Sampler of motorcycle rides.
It seems like I can’t ride any long trips without some troublesome issue. 500 miles into today’s ride I glanced down and noticed that I had lost my speedo. No, not my swim suit (please delete any unpleasant mental images). My speedometer. Needle is stuck on 70 and the data window is empty. No mileage. No trip odometer. Nada. I can use my GPS to determine speed, but the problem may be more troublesome. Will try to track down a solution tomorrow.
Kenner (New Orleans) was selected as first stop so I could do the grandpa thing. Speedo became a minor problem when I got my Bella and Julliette hugs and kisses. They’re growing fast. Two-year old J likes my beard. Fuzzy or braided–doesn’t matter. Tomorrow will be quality time with Julliette and Elmo and Annabella and Wii.
By the way, thanks to all who sent email best wishes. Please feel free to comment on the blog.
“I can’t wait to get on the road again.”
Dad and a speedo. Now Olympic swimming will never be the same.
Is there a stop in Nebraska on the way????
The little ones make all the bad stuff go away!