SkunkWorks
Well-Known Member
Day-11, Sunday August 1st
215 Miles
With the previous evening's Shower, Fresh-Laundry, Clean Helmet, and comfortable Bed, I woke up refreshed and reset for the next week of this Adventure.
We made breakfast at the Cabin, and then loaded the bikes for the day's ride.
We refilled all our extra water containers, and got ourselves ready.
My fore-arm was really sensitive where the Yellowjacket got me the day before. It had a decent sized redness around the sting site that had become swollen and warm.
Ron had some Benadryl with him, so I took one in hopes that it might help a little.
We geared-up and set off, riding through town and then north on Moon Pass Rd.
I had been looking forward to this stretch, and was the main reason I planned the route through Avery.
This road follows an old Railroad Grade. The Tunnels are all still there, as well as the High-Trestles.
You ride through them and over them as you make your way along this fork of the St. Joe River. It is an awesome Route!
It was along this stretch where, at one of the Trestles, I stepped off the bike to take a couple pictures.
As soon as I started walking I could feel something wrong with my right Boot.
I turned around to find the entire SOLE laying next to the Bike.........................UGG!
Can't fix it right here, so I quickly strapped it to the luggage with my Sneakers, got my pictures and we continued on towards Wallace.
This section of the road was fast-gravel!
There was no traffic whatsoever, so I could open it up and blast down the straights and get a little sideways throttling out of the curves.!
It was a fun section up and down through the Forest.
I waited for Ron where the road becomes paved again, and we rode together the rest of the way into town.
We planned to get fuel in town, and the first gas station we came to was chock-full! Each pump had another vehicle or two queued-up in line waiting.
This wouldn't do, so we rode to the other end of town to try the other fuel-station.
We had better luck, as there was one pump open. We stacked the Bikes to save time and fill them both together, as there was now other people waiting.
I pumped first, and was in the middle of a conversation with Ron on Comms while fueling, when a Gentleman walks up to me and starts asking questions about my Bike.
I answered a couple of them politely, whilst also paying attention to Ron's conversation in the middle of trying to pump gas.
I think I confused both the Gentleman and Ron with my answers.................Hell, I think I even was confused myself.
I don't know if it was a combination of being slightly frustrated at having to ride to the other end of town, coupled with people waiting to use the gas-pumps and me wanting to hurry up and finish.
I turned to the guy and simply shook my head and said "I'm sorry".
He replied "I can see you're in a hurry" and he walked away.
Ron finished topping up his bike, and we left the gas station headed back to the other end of town to continue heading north.
As we rode away I could see the Gentleman who came to talk to me was standing next to another Blue Super-Tenere.
I later felt bad that I didn't take the time to pull over to where he was parked and chat with him for a bit.
That is my one and only regret of the entire trip!
So if you are on the Forum, Mr Blue Super-Tenere Guy, that I crossed paths with on August 1st in Wallace Idaho, I truly am sorry....................I wish I would have taken the extra time to talk Bikes with you!
I do regret not doing so.
215 Miles
With the previous evening's Shower, Fresh-Laundry, Clean Helmet, and comfortable Bed, I woke up refreshed and reset for the next week of this Adventure.
We made breakfast at the Cabin, and then loaded the bikes for the day's ride.
We refilled all our extra water containers, and got ourselves ready.
My fore-arm was really sensitive where the Yellowjacket got me the day before. It had a decent sized redness around the sting site that had become swollen and warm.
Ron had some Benadryl with him, so I took one in hopes that it might help a little.
We geared-up and set off, riding through town and then north on Moon Pass Rd.
I had been looking forward to this stretch, and was the main reason I planned the route through Avery.
This road follows an old Railroad Grade. The Tunnels are all still there, as well as the High-Trestles.
You ride through them and over them as you make your way along this fork of the St. Joe River. It is an awesome Route!
It was along this stretch where, at one of the Trestles, I stepped off the bike to take a couple pictures.
As soon as I started walking I could feel something wrong with my right Boot.
I turned around to find the entire SOLE laying next to the Bike.........................UGG!
Can't fix it right here, so I quickly strapped it to the luggage with my Sneakers, got my pictures and we continued on towards Wallace.
This section of the road was fast-gravel!
There was no traffic whatsoever, so I could open it up and blast down the straights and get a little sideways throttling out of the curves.!
It was a fun section up and down through the Forest.
I waited for Ron where the road becomes paved again, and we rode together the rest of the way into town.
We planned to get fuel in town, and the first gas station we came to was chock-full! Each pump had another vehicle or two queued-up in line waiting.
This wouldn't do, so we rode to the other end of town to try the other fuel-station.
We had better luck, as there was one pump open. We stacked the Bikes to save time and fill them both together, as there was now other people waiting.
I pumped first, and was in the middle of a conversation with Ron on Comms while fueling, when a Gentleman walks up to me and starts asking questions about my Bike.
I answered a couple of them politely, whilst also paying attention to Ron's conversation in the middle of trying to pump gas.
I think I confused both the Gentleman and Ron with my answers.................Hell, I think I even was confused myself.
I don't know if it was a combination of being slightly frustrated at having to ride to the other end of town, coupled with people waiting to use the gas-pumps and me wanting to hurry up and finish.
I turned to the guy and simply shook my head and said "I'm sorry".
He replied "I can see you're in a hurry" and he walked away.
Ron finished topping up his bike, and we left the gas station headed back to the other end of town to continue heading north.
As we rode away I could see the Gentleman who came to talk to me was standing next to another Blue Super-Tenere.
I later felt bad that I didn't take the time to pull over to where he was parked and chat with him for a bit.
That is my one and only regret of the entire trip!
So if you are on the Forum, Mr Blue Super-Tenere Guy, that I crossed paths with on August 1st in Wallace Idaho, I truly am sorry....................I wish I would have taken the extra time to talk Bikes with you!
I do regret not doing so.