The crisp morning air of Colorado
Last night it was another Super 8. This one wasn't as nice as the one I stayed in last Thursday. This one had a little odor in the air. I woke up at 5:45am, showered and my kick stand was up at 6:10am. JP was going to met me at 6am to say good bye. He must have over slept. As you know Rob and Tony left for Colorado Springs as soon as we reached Loveland, CO. Today Erskine and Phil stayed in Loveland another day before heading to Alabama tomorrow. JP headed to Gunnison, CO and I started heading home. I deviated from my original plan and will miss out riding in New Mexico, Texas and Arkansas. Three states I've never ridden in. We put in some long days and my ride from Gunnison, CO to my house would put me home on Sunday.
The mountains of Colorado
I thought it may be a bit much and this wouldn't allow me an extra day for incidentals. I don't mind traveling alone, its truly you and the open road. Quite fun I must add. This morning when I took off it was chilly. I hit the on board computer and the temperature read 54 degrees. So, on a motorcycle doing 80mph, it was probably 40 something. Before you call me a speed demon, the posted speed limit was 75mph. I quickly noticed I had forgotten to close the arm and back vents on my jacket because the cool air was coming in. My hands were chilled so I turned on the heated grips and that solved that problem. The roads were long and flat and I was at an elevation of 5500 ft.
Me and My Shadow
I notice plenty of bike traveling west. They must be going to Sturgis. I gave the usual bikers salute while thinking to myself........ Been There, Done That and Got the T-Shirt (literally) I took the bypass around Denver but could see downtown off to the west. The speed limit on the bypass dropped down to 70mph but I had the cruise set so why interrupt things. The bypass is also equipped for ez pass but stated no cash. It was odd. So I cruised the bypass without paying. I will probably receive a little gift in the mail from the state of Colorado soon. I noticed in the distance in front of me a white SUV with lights on top. A state trooper. I slowed from 80mph to 72mph.
The storm's acomin
I wasn't going to disrespect him and blow by him at 80. When I got on his bumper, I was hinting - move it buster. He was doing 74mph. In a 70mph zone, this was unacceptable. I moved to his right and began to strategize how I was going to pass him, slowly but surely. 72, 73, 74mph I was creeping up on his right when the GPS notified me I was to exit in 1 mile which made it a mute point now. To make matters worse, when the bypass dumped me onto I-70 the GPS spoke again. "Please drive 410miles" I thought, OMG! The sad thing is I still had about 150 miles after that. Once I made it to Kansas I was chilled to the bone. It would have been nice to have a heated vest.
Shawn I met at the gas station. He was battling the winds as well. Shawn is from Missouri
The headwinds were strong and killing my gas mileage. My average went from 47 mpg to 37 mpg, requiring me to stop every 250miles. At my first gas stop I was in and out in 4 minutes. Gas & Go, no playing around. After getting up the road another 75 miles or so, I noticed the clouds getting dark. This morning I thought I was going to have a dry day because its rained on me everyday since last Thursday. Suddenly there was some light precipitation on my windscreen. I was thinking, oh boy here we go. I decided to gas up at this point and get a snack. I was chilled to the bone and rain wasa comin. So I better suck it up. I snacked on some chips and a pepsi while trying to warm up.
Now the sky is clear and temps are warm. Look at the windmills
No, I didn't have coffee, tea or hot chocolate. I know what you are thinking, why didn't you have a hot drink dummy. After my snack, I noticed a BMW R1150R pull up to the gas pumps while I was closing the vents on my jacket and putting on my rain gloves. I was ready for mother nature now. As I was walking out of the store I gave a friendly wave to the Beemer rider. He yelled something but I couldn't hear. I thought: hey dummy, I have in ear plugs and a full face helmet, do you really think I can hear you. He started asking me about the wind going west. I advised him I was traveling east. He had also battled the strong headwinds. I was glad to see I wasn't the only one battling mother nature.
The RT resting somewhere in Kansas
We talked about the usual, previous bikes we've own, custom seats, the Iron Butt Association and how far it was from here to there. His name was Shawn and he had a sharp looking bike. We both started in Colorado this morning and were heading for Missouri. He needed to warm up with a cup of coffee (he's smart). I was already warm and ready to roll so we couldn't ride together. Having spoken with Shawn and knowing he was battling mother nature too, I was re-energized to tackle the cold and headwinds. However, by the time I finished speaking with Shawn, I got onto I-70 and the sun was out and it was warming up. But now I'm all zipped up and with hot rain gloves on. Too bad too sad, you can't stop anymore for 250 miles.
Its owner resting, drinking a slurpee type drink. Watermelon baby
Suck it up and lets keep rolling. After about 60 more miles, it was nice and warm, the sun was out and I told myself I was having fun now. About 200 miles later I decided it was time for another 20min break. I gassed up, had a slurpee type drink, peanut butter crackers and charged my cell phone. This also gave me an opportunity to take care of my tire pressure. I checked yesterday and the front tire was 2lbs low. I filled the tire to 36lbs and I was good to go. With only two wheels keeping you on the road, it has to be right. I rolled into Independence
, Missouri around 6pm. I like to get up early, ride hard and stop early evening. This gave me time to shower, go to the mall, do some shopping, eat dinner and start blogging for you all by 8:30pm. Tomorrow I will head to Morehead, WV and plan on being home Friday night. Tonight I upgraded a little and chose the Motel 6. Todays ride was 651 miles, 10hours in the saddle.