Well I made it to Texas. I would love to say it was an uneventful ride but I can't. I started the ride from Havelock North Carolina on Thursday the 27th of Aug. 2009 I headed east on Hwy 70 to Interstate 95. Nice ride at this point but nothing I hadn't done before. I took the 95 south to South Carolina and and that's when I realized I had not checked the weather before I left. I stopped to eat lunch somewhere in South Carolina and still didn't check the weather. 150 miles later I stop for gas and pour the water out of my boots. Yeah that tropical storm off the east coast was running down my ass crack and into my boots. Time to close my zippers and waterproof my bags. I put my stylish frogg togg pants on kept riding thinking this rain can't last long (yeah I didn't check the weather at the gas station either). I rode to Atlanta stopping just for gas along the way I didn't even bother to pour the water out of my boots. Once I got to Atlanta it went from bad to worse It felt more like Jet skiing than bike riding. So as I made it up the river know as the Interstate 20 when it's not monsoon season in Georga. I called it a day. I stayed at some cheap hotel for the night that wouldn't give me a Military discount because of a Braves game (I think I heard someone say it was rained out, not sure though). So after a long shower and a change of clothes I sit down and look at the weather. Great a Tropical Storm had I known I would have gone through Tennessee oh well. Set my pistol on the night stand opened the curtin and went to bed.
Day Two
Woke up at 5:00 looked out the window hoping the weather channel was wrong once again nope not this time pitch black. I kept telling myself it was just because it was early. grabbed loaded my bags on the bike snapped the Switch blade winshield back on and rode to the front desk yeah rode did I say hotel yeah ghetto ass Motel is what I ment. Hence the pistol on the night stand. Turns out they had breakfast I figure It saves me another stop. wait around for about an hour, still black skies. I rode off at 6:30 still on the 20. I got to Burmingham well atleast thats what the road signs said. Still balck skies with minimal visability. The rain did not stop until I got to the Mississippi / Alabama border. First real rest stop, I sat on a bench and let my feet dry made a few calls to let my wife and friends know where I was. The weather was more cooperative the rest of the way until I got to Houston Tx. I had taken the 20 to Interstate 59 then went on to Interstate 10. That's where trip went from bearable to WTF is this BS and WhyTF didn't I know better. It's around 8:00pm the 10 is a mess with road work and Jersey barriers all over, the white lines on the road lead you right into more barriers and ofcourse it starts to rain again. I pull over at yet another ritzy motel. Not sure if I should call it a day or press on. My brother lives just south of Houston so i'm thinking, hey it's just another 50 mins what could go wrong?
The accident
I waited outside the motel untill the rain let up. An hour later im back on the bike headed on the frontage road for the first Gas staion. Once I filled up I looked at my GPS it said I was just east of the 8 loop "great I can take that south and be out of this traffic in no time." Turns out the last on ramp before the 8 Loop was behind me so as im headed down the frontage road I see the signs for the 8 loop exits off the 10 damn it I missed it oh well keep going and hit the 610 loop. and that's where it all went to shit. You see I was also thinking hey just take the next underpass and get back on the 10 east bound and you can still take the 8 loop. During that moment of indecission I hit a pot hole that must have gone atleast half way to hell. My bike and I go flying in the air I tried to squeeze my gas tank with my knees I grabbed on for dear life and waited for the worst. I was able to keep the bike upright but I will not take any credit for that. I came to a complete stop in the middle of the road asked my self over and over again WTF was that? looked around to see if anyone saw what just happened thinking maybe they could tell me. I got myself together rode my VTX off the road at this point the front tire was flat. I started to inspect the bike and I find the spot where my tire hit the pot hole I hit it hatd enough to bend the rim back like a mushroom. So the tire was no longer making contact with the rim. I had the bike towed for maintnace.
I'll update more later.
I bruised my knees a bit from squeezing the tank but that was it.
Gunny
I HOPE EVERYBODY GOT A GOOD LAUGH OFF OF MY XXX JOKE THIS MORNING. IT WAS MY INTENTIONS.TO MAKE SOMEBODY SMILE TODAY.I HAD A GREAT RIDE TODAY.RODE UP TO LAKE LIVINGSTON[NORTH OF HOUSTON]RODE AROUND THE LAKE AND TRUH THE PINEY WOODS.ROAD A COUPLE HUNDRED MILES AND ENJOYED EVERY ONE OF THEM.I HOPE EVERYBODY HAD A GOOD DAY RIDING IF THEY GOT TO GO.
JUST TO CLEAR UP A FEW THINGS.I DONT MIND JURY DUTY.I HAVE BEEN PICKED THE LAST THREE YEARS . MY COMPANY STILL PAYS ME.AND I DO HAVE AN OPEN MIND.IN MY OTHER POST I SAID IF HE IS FOUND GUILTY.I DIDNT SAY HE WAS GUILTY.I PERSONALLY KNOW OF ONE CASE THAT A DAD WAS ACCUSED OF THIS. IT TURNED OUT THAT HE WOULDNT BUY HIS DAUGHTER A PAIR OF $80.00 JEANS AND SHE WAS MAD AT HIM.SO I CAN GO IN WITH AN OPEN MIND.I JUST HAVE A STRONG OPINION ABOUT HURTING CHILDREN. THE JUDGE ASK ME WHAT I THOUGHT THE AMOUNT OF TIME SHOULD BE IF HE IS GUILTY.I DONT APOLIGIZE FOR WHAT I BELEIVE IN.HOPE THIS CLEARS THINGS UP A LITTLE. THE EVIL PART OF THAT DAY IS HAVING TO GO DOWNTOWN HOUSTON TX DURING THE WEEK.YALL HAVE A GREAT DAY
During the last 2 weeks of July I trailered the bike, from Houston to Central New York-Lee Center, This was a solo trip for a 48yr old man, a great mid-life adventure. (not a crisis) Made in 2 days. Weather was nice,w/ cool evenings and mid 80's during the day. Cruised around lake delta daily, all aound the country side taking in the sites, Did a little fishing at an old pond from my childhood. Pulled in 25 large mouth bass in about an 1-1/2 hrs.. Released them all various sizes nothing to bring home, but was enjoyable. Saw alot of old friends and Family. On the trip back I ponered my life to date, experinces, achievments and what the future will hold, life expectency, what Goals yet to be achieved, should I get a new bike yaknow the important things in life. I came to the conclusion i have done great, very satisfied w/ my life and going to take the opportunities as they come.
Carpe diem!
We only had two short years together and I loved her from the first moment we meet. She and I had lots of wonderful trips together. I dressed her up in the most beautiful accessories and we always got looks where every we went. But now she's gone.
I watched with mixed feelings as Mark took her away from me. She looked happy, all shiny after we spent the afternoon yesterday with a couple of rags, a can of chrome polish and a couple of beers. I know she left for a nice new home and will spend many a fine day with her new family. But I will miss her.
She came into my life for my 30th wedding anniversary. We spent a lot of time together riding around Houston and the surrounding area. We even took a trip up to Tennessee to Ride the Tail of the Dragon. But although she was very special and our relationship brought me great joy, it was time for her to go.
I have my memories and pictures of our time together so I will remember her but she has been replaced by my new bike, a 2008 V-Star 1300.