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Crossin deserts

I found relief with this method

If you wet the clothes between fuel and food stop's you will dry before the next stop takes about an hour to dry at speed and you can travel about 2 hours as your body core temp won't rise until fully dried

use a camel pac for water as you go, Mac D's and other fast food won't mind a middle size cup of ice to load with water

Don't worry as I found I piss more when at camp or hotel than piloting the Beemer

the S faring is the best body core protection for cold, but as I have more non fairing experence I can say or sure non fairing in heat with the soak method is the best offer for day travel

Most express ways have fuel about every 100 miles and summer night rideing is wonderful too! if it is too hot

Motorhead wrote:
Most express way have fuel about every 100 miles and summer night rideing is wonderful too if it is too hot

That's the one that gets my vote.

Sounds like a good adventure, Chuey !

Always curious to me, however, will be our propensity to describe an MC trip
in all too familiar terms as being a somehow macho / combative / test of mettle or survival,
"Me and my MC against the cruel cruel vagaries of the road ... and I made it back to the couch !"
The most "challenging" incidents of that journey
being the ones which will be cited most frequently as highlights ...

Will anyone simply enjoy the pleasure of MC-tripping ?
Miles traveled to be cherished as something more emotionally substantial than a plea for validation ?

Just asking.
(not an indictment by any means ...
1st person narrative intended as self-incrimination)

I'm pretty sure I would not enjoy riding as many miles in a day as Chuey did. Anything more than 5 hours or so just seems like work.

enigmaT120 wrote:I'm pretty sure I would not enjoy riding as many miles in a day as Chuey did. Anything more than 5 hours or so just seems like work.

Yep the best is of the first 5 hours, BUT if you sorted the ride to fit you 3 hours more won't hurt and sooner to sleep at camp or hotel.......

vanzen@rockerboxer.com wrote:Sounds like a good adventure, Chuey !

Always curious to me, however, will be our propensity to describe an MC trip
in all too familiar terms as being a somehow macho / combative / test of mettle or survival,
"Me and my MC against the cruel cruel vagaries of the road ... and I made it back to the couch !"
The most "challenging" incidents of that journey
being the ones which will be cited most frequently as highlights ...

Will anyone simply enjoy the pleasure of MC-tripping ?
Miles traveled to be cherished as something more emotionally substantial than a plea for validation ?

Just asking.
(not an indictment by any means ...
1st person narrative intended as self-incrimination)

Some trips are extraordinary, and require such an account.
Macho wankers don't go on extraordinary rides.

The 'simple enjoyment' of motorcycling generally underpins all great adventures.
It is good to remove oneself from ones comfort zone and do extraordinary things.
It makes us better humans.

Vanzen, I see your first paragraph equally applying to the racetrack.

Edited to replace 'post' with 'paragraph'. If anyone gives a hoot.

vanzen@rockerboxer.com wrote:Sounds like a good adventure, Chuey !

Always curious to me, however, will be our propensity to describe an MC trip
in all too familiar terms as being a somehow macho / combative / test of mettle or survival,
"Me and my MC against the cruel cruel vagaries of the road ... and I made it back to the couch !"
The most "challenging" incidents of that journey
being the ones which will be cited most frequently as highlights ...

Will anyone simply enjoy the pleasure of MC-tripping ?
Miles traveled to be cherished as something more emotionally substantial than a plea for validation ?

Just asking.
(not an indictment by any means ...
1st person narrative intended as self-incrimination)

I went back and read my post so I knew if I whined. I think I more or less bragged and almost enough to be ashamed of. It's not like I showed you pictures of my grandchildren.........but that may be coming. It is true, though, that the trip through the desert is tough on me. You have me there. Basically, I go there on the bike because for me, it is an adventure. Actually, it is a test of mettle for me. I wish I'd have said that in those words. I'm full aware that the worst or hardest parts of trips or events become the strongest memories. I don't have the writing skills to say in any way I would expect someone to read, what all the cool details were. Well, that is, not after reading Hunter S Thompson's "Sausage Monster" essay. After that, I figure I'd better stick with "It was hot!" "I made it home. This time, I didn't burn myself." Yes, it is trial and triumph (Small "t" on that triupmh, enigma.).

Best part: Virgin River Gorge. Both directions, Paladin and I owned that road. (Bike is "Paladin". All black. No gun. Will travel.) People in cars only could have thought that Cal Crutchlow had heisted a Beemer for the day. OK, some people in cars must have thought "Man, he's missing the scenery!" You really should see the Virgin River Gorge. It is one of the most spectacular pieces of road I've seen. That is due to the rock formations - seven miles worth - that play with your mind's idea of level. I'd like to see a geologist's cornputer generated re-enactment of how that place was formed. Hills jut up on angles that contradict other hills that just up on different angles. It is truly disorienting and baffling. You go from boring desert road to this attraction in about a quarter of a mile. The road is rough. The bends, sweeping. I wish I had a movie of it to show here. Instead, watch for pictures of my grandchildren!

Chuey

Chuey wrote: I think I more or less bragged and almost enough to be ashamed of.
Chuey

I should think so Chuey. That sounds like way to much ice tea.

Chuey wrote:(Bike is "Paladin". All black. No gun. Will travel.)

Oh no, you're packing. I believe that's two 370 calibers you're packing: one on each side.

Chuey wrote: You really should see the Virgin River Gorge. It is one of the most spectacular pieces of road I've seen. That is due to the rock formations - seven miles worth - that play with your mind's idea of level. I'd like to see a geologist's cornputer generated re-enactment of how that place was formed. Hills jut up on angles that contradict other hills that just up on different angles. It is truly disorienting and baffling. You go from boring desert road to this attraction in about a quarter of a mile. The road is rough. The bends, sweeping. I wish I had a movie of it to show here.
Chuey

U-toob can take you there.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mCU9iCRxI0g