Finally, the journey begins

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Rob showed up at the WaWa. This is the first time the kids met (Yamaha FJR and BMW 1200RT) They seem to have kicked it off well.
I left Virginia this afternoon for the journey west.  Traffic was tight but not heavy through DC and Maryland.  My buddy Rob surprised me at the last minute and said he would meet me in Frederick, Maryland and we could ride to Ohio together.  I love riding by myself but company is always good.  We trekked down highway 270 then merged onto highway 70, traveling through Pennsylvania.  Traffic was moving steady but it was still tight.  It wasn't until Breezewood, PA that the traffic opened up.  Cars began moving out of my way as though they knew the RT needed to breathe.  I toggled the electronic suspension setting to one rider with luggage and set the cruise control to the RT's sweetspot (XXmph).  The RT was floating like a Lincoln Towncar while Rob was cruising behind.
The kids are thursty and are getting something to drink. This is when RT (aka Tina) spilled gas over her tank.
  We hit a pretty good down pour for about five minutes.  I adjusted the RT's electric windscreen and the rain parted like the Red Sea and it was all good, I remained dry.  After 239 miles we stopped for gas and the RT drank 6 gallons.  I could have knocked myself upside the head as I got gas all over my tank (@#$%).  You know me, I had to clean it off.  We rested for about an hour to call the wives and return messages.  We took off again down highway 70 when the dude at the toll booth asked "heading west"  Yes sir I said "party hard" "keep dodging those rain drops"  Yes sir and I was in the wind. Or into the rain once again.  Surprisingly we didn't see any bikes making the pilgramage west but its still early as the rally doesn't start until Monday.
Resting on the PA Turnpike. Man PA has vastly improved their rest areas.
   We arrived in Youngstown, OH and I was appalled that my Marriott reservations were no where to be found so we ended up at the Super 8.  The exit for the hotel said MLK Blvd and I thought to myself OMG! (after we stopped Rob said he was thinking the same thing) Those of us who grew up in an urban environment, we know what MLK stands for and what usually is on MLK Blvd.  Well, I wasn't disappointed, it was just as expected.  No matter where you are in the US, MLK Blvd is always the same.   But any way, I'm used to find hotel accommodations where I'm addressed as Sir, not honey and sweetie.  I guess thats just Ohio.  We enjoyed fine dining at the West Fork Roadhouse (aka the Ruth Chris of Ohio). The day ended with 339 miles and 5 hours in the saddle.  Tony met us at the Super 8 to roll out with us at 0600 hours. 
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Rob showed up at the WaWa. This is…
Rob showed up at the WaWa. This i…
The kids are thursty and are getti…
The kids are thursty and are gett…
Resting on the PA Turnpike.  Man P…
Resting on the PA Turnpike. Man …
Its no Marriott.
Its no Marriott.
Its the Super 8.
Its the Super 8.
Harley meets RT (Tony is our Harle…
Harley meets RT (Tony is our Harl…
Dinner at the West Fork.
Dinner at the West Fork.
I decided this trip I was going to…
I decided this trip I was going t…
Yuck, the ac unit in my room.  Im…
Yuck, the ac unit in my room. I'…
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