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FrostBack #2 - IBA # 44620
Made it = Ouch.
I'm exhausted. Yack in the morning.
I'm exhausted. Yack in the morning.
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MEM
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canucklehead-biker
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Congrats Bungie, was great following along from out here. 
Enjoy the rest! :yahoo: :clapping: :yahoo: :clapping:
I've been hemming and hawing about doing one for awhile, and your ride has inspired me to JUST EFFIN DO IT!!!!
Griff
Enjoy the rest! :yahoo: :clapping: :yahoo: :clapping:
I've been hemming and hawing about doing one for awhile, and your ride has inspired me to JUST EFFIN DO IT!!!!
Griff
ShowMeMo
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way to go!!!
just in the beginning stages of planning one of these myself... any prep tips you'd care to share?
just in the beginning stages of planning one of these myself... any prep tips you'd care to share?
RaYzerman19
Go Wings!
Congrats, Steve, looks like 19:32 according to Spot..... good way to document the trip. Bet you're sleeping in today!!
dcarver
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Wanna bet ol' Bungie be dreamin he's still on the motobike?
Bungie
FrostBack #2 - IBA # 44620
Sorry, went out for a ride this morningWanna bet ol' Bungie be dreamin he's still on the motobike?
Bungie
FrostBack #2 - IBA # 44620
Reader digest version:
Dark, Cold, Light, Food, Scenery, Goose! Bonneville Salt flat replacement, Hillbillies, Shania!, Buffalo, inhaling cashews, rain in my crotch, Sunset, Dark, rain, transport, gas stop analysis of my personality.
Long version:
My chosen route was Sudbury, Sault Saint Marie, Wawa, Timmins, North Bay, Orillia and back to Sudbury.
After getting a full 3 hours sleep the alarm when off at 3am. Grabbed a quick shower, shovelled in some breakfast and headed for the gas station. Before paying and getting the receipt I reset the trip counter and turned on the spot tracker.
I knew I wanted to maintain as high an average speed as possible. If I could keep it at 100km/h, I'd be done in 17 hrs. I know what it takes to maintain that kind of average. It's all but impossible on the roads up here. 90km/h average is entirely feasible though. That would have the trip taking just about 18 hours.
It's full dark, the temperature was about 12C (55F) with morning dew in the air. At the last minute I decided to wear just a sweatshirt under my gear instead of my heated liner. Dumb. By the time I got to Espanola the chill was setting in made worse by the Camelback filled with water and ice pressing in the small of my back. Those Hella HID lights just rock my socks. It's a real joy to thumb the switch and have that much light spew forth. By the time the sun started with its goodness was nearing Huron Shores. Good morning world! Unfortunately I was getting downright cold with morning fog. Suck it up butter cup!
I rolled into SSM with my average speed of exactly 100km/h! Woot! Stopped for gas, logged the entry, got the receipt and thought I should grab some sustenance. So I stuffed a granola bar into my yap. A bit of a long stop but the next in Wawa would be a splash and go. I was worried that the fog off Superior's north shore would slow my progress as my last trip up Superior was marred by heavy fog for the first hour or so. I got lucky, very little to speak of. I had the foresight to sling my camera around my neck for this leg of the trip - I wouldn't be stopping but it would pass the time freehanding shots. Superior didn't disappoint and the traffic was all but nonexistant. Unfortunately that 20 minute stop dragged my average speed down into the high 80's. I'd have to run a bit of a pace to nudge it up a bit. The morning chill was gradually replaced with some normal temps.
Scenic Interlude...
Big Goose! Wawa arrived in no time at all. I'm making good progress. Splash and smoke and go. I gotta quit smoking. These rest stop smokes are adding a good 5 minutes to each stop. No big deal, but by the end of the trip they'd add pretty much a half an hour to my time. Last time I went down Highway 101 it was an ordeal. Boring flat, straight, rough pavement and the thunderstorm from hell. It didn't help that last time I forgot to fill up in Wawa and their was some serious doubt I'd make it to Chapleau without drama. This time however, the road was a joy. They must've paved a good half of it in the 3 years since I last travelled it. Good pavement, No traffic, Good sightlines meant the 80km/h speed limit was a mere suggestion. Their are stretches on this road where you can see for about 5km. They should move the speed trails here. If it weren't for the ever present possibility of a swamp donkey jumping out at you...
There goes Chapleau. Good memories there with Betty on our last trip. Onto Timmins and fresh sights to see. I got stopped a few times for construction along this stretch of 101. Nothing serious, but it was getting annoying when you'd get through one and the 2km having to put your feet down again. I started feeling a little drowsy and standing up on the pegs to stretch and get a blast of air wasn't working. Here comes Foyelet, as good as place as any. I stopped in front of the LCBO/City Hall and has the lone person inside give me the stink eye. WTF. Across the road, the town church, across the road a bar that I'm sure is the real center of all activity after 5pm. Their I am walking around and stretching and I notice theirs people coming out of business and homes and I'm the center of their attention. Better make tracks before one of them screws up the courage to investigate me further. 101 got significantly worse the closer I got to Timmins. The sun was playing hide and go seek with me with ever increasaing cloud cover. Got drizzled on a few times so I put on the top of my riding gear; just in case.
Shania land. How sad is it when a towns only claim to fame is somebody who bolted from there at the earliest oppourtunity! Still, reminds me a lot of Sudbury. Mining/Forestry town, ******* drivers and mis-timed traffic lights. Grabbed a bowl of soup and bagel at the Tim's. This is my 'big stop' I knew I'd burn at least 45 minutes here and I did. I'd marked the halfway point as a way point on my GPS and had passed through it about 5 minutes before entering town. My mind was constantly running the numbers in my head. My average speed entering town was 96km/h. By the time I got back on the highway it had dropped to 82 or so. YIKES! Time to make some time. Turns out that wouldn't happen until I was well south. Lots of traffic. Lots of police. Lots of construction. I hadn't lost any on my average speed, but I didn't make up much either.
Their's lots of small forestry towns heading down 11, some very prosperous, other have seen better days. It wasn't until I got close to Englehart that I'd finally be able to wick it up a bit. WOW! Look at that, another entry in the 'Big **** on the Side of the Road' entry. A huge buffalo, some 25 feet high and 30' feet long! To bad I'd put my camera back in the tank bag. This stretch to North Bay, and then from North Bay to Orillia would be to long stretches. I'd manage to get my average speed back close to the low 90's. The butt burn had set in and worse, I had a raging knot between my shoulder blades that felt like... like.. Somebody was stabbing me with a hot knitting needle. Now amout of stretching would get it to stop. I wanted a smoke too. Nope.. gotta keep that time up. By the time I rolled through New Liskeard my mind in its addiction had resolved to having a smoke in Temagami. After all, we'd made up the time, it'd be a quick stop, Temagami really is beautiful and you could stretch some....
I'd parked the bike and my feet hadn't been on the ground for 15 seconds when I'd be accosted by a sweet elderly woman whose son bought himself a bike ... yadda yadda yadda. Their goes 10 minutes.
One more scenic Interlude:
North Bay. I stopped at the gas station, went for a squirt and decided I'd better eat something. Another granola bar. I'd stuffed cashews into my left pocket. To munch on while riding. Wearing a full face helmet really puts a damper on your snackage. Cashews are good though - I cant JUST get one up under the chin gaurd and kind of 'Hoover' one in. Kinda like a monkey peeling a banana with the lip contortions. I was trying to stuff one under my helmet somewhere around here and hit a pretty good frost heave in the road. Hey! I can snort cashews! Here I am chewing them up like a *******. I can save all kinds of trouble by just inserting them directly into my nose! The sun had come back out and I peeled off my rainsuit top and stuffed it in the saddle bag. 11 south from the point is 100km/h 4 lane. Just my luck I get a cop. Thankfully he peeled off around Powassan. Ah yes, that's the way you do it; found myself a rabbit and was ticking down the 4 lane at about 125km/h. Funny how your mind amuses itself, gaining an extra 10th of a kilometer an hour is the cause for much celebration. It's VERY hard to get your average speed back up when so much time has passed.
The 4 lane drops back down to 2 with lots of construction to get it back up to 4 lanes north of Parry Sound. Were on the lee side of Georgian Bay now. Sure enough, the clouds got ominous. About a minute later it started raining pretty hard. After 20 minutes of this I pulled off an put my rainsuit top back on - why I was dry underneath my coat liner but it looked like the rain wasn't going to let up any time soon. Within 5 minutes my rainsuit top had funneled cold water down to my crotchal region and could feel it running down on my skin. CRAP! Should've just left my under the suit liner on. I was fine then!
Why do people in cars pass you in the rain and immediately cut back in front of you. In the dry they'd stay in that lane for a good long while. Doing it in the rain means I get a crap load of overspray hitting me. *******s. I was getting seriously tired now. Worse, it was getting dusk.
Time for a gas stop in Orillia. The rain had stopped but I figured I'd make it home in time to complete the Saddlesore before 4am even if I ended up riding at 50km/h. So I took a bit of extended break. Nothing to serious, just enough to damage to my average speed which was a respectable 89km/h at this point. Crossing highway 12 toward the 400 I watched the sunset across the rolling farm hills and knowing that I'd be on the 4 lane goodness of the 400 in a few minutes.
It's the Thursday night before a long weekend. ****. Traffic was heavy with Toronto crazies heading towards cottages in the Muskokas for an extra long weekend. Can't use the Hella's. Snuggle in behind sombody and just sit. Ride the tide as it were. Wait.. tides have water don't they?! Sure enough just south of Parry Sound it started raining again. Great. Here I am, I've been on the road now for about 17 hours with some about a 1600km under my belt. I'm tired. It's dark and now its gonna rain. You ******* Ironbutt gods! Why are you testing me so!
No matter, I snicked in behind a couple of cars following a transport all the way to Sudbury. It finally stopped raining just before Point Au Baril but I really needed for this ride to be over. Fatigued big time. Dangerous. I toughed out the last hour and pulled into the gas station on the corner just about midnight on the dot. Filled up and walked in to pay and get my ending receipt. It was the same guy who I bought gas from at 4:30am this uhm.. yesterday morning. I guess he doesn't see to many guys all geared up like that. Must make me memorable.
"Isn't it a little late to be going for a ride again?"
"Not another ride. Same ride."
"You've been riding since yesterday morning!"
"Yes. Just did a thousand miles in less than 24 hours. Here, SSM, Wawa, Timmins, North Bay, Orillia and then back here."
"Are YOU ******* CRAZY!!"
"Yes. Yes I am"
and finally, the tale of the tape:
Dark, Cold, Light, Food, Scenery, Goose! Bonneville Salt flat replacement, Hillbillies, Shania!, Buffalo, inhaling cashews, rain in my crotch, Sunset, Dark, rain, transport, gas stop analysis of my personality.
Long version:
My chosen route was Sudbury, Sault Saint Marie, Wawa, Timmins, North Bay, Orillia and back to Sudbury.
After getting a full 3 hours sleep the alarm when off at 3am. Grabbed a quick shower, shovelled in some breakfast and headed for the gas station. Before paying and getting the receipt I reset the trip counter and turned on the spot tracker.
I knew I wanted to maintain as high an average speed as possible. If I could keep it at 100km/h, I'd be done in 17 hrs. I know what it takes to maintain that kind of average. It's all but impossible on the roads up here. 90km/h average is entirely feasible though. That would have the trip taking just about 18 hours.
It's full dark, the temperature was about 12C (55F) with morning dew in the air. At the last minute I decided to wear just a sweatshirt under my gear instead of my heated liner. Dumb. By the time I got to Espanola the chill was setting in made worse by the Camelback filled with water and ice pressing in the small of my back. Those Hella HID lights just rock my socks. It's a real joy to thumb the switch and have that much light spew forth. By the time the sun started with its goodness was nearing Huron Shores. Good morning world! Unfortunately I was getting downright cold with morning fog. Suck it up butter cup!
I rolled into SSM with my average speed of exactly 100km/h! Woot! Stopped for gas, logged the entry, got the receipt and thought I should grab some sustenance. So I stuffed a granola bar into my yap. A bit of a long stop but the next in Wawa would be a splash and go. I was worried that the fog off Superior's north shore would slow my progress as my last trip up Superior was marred by heavy fog for the first hour or so. I got lucky, very little to speak of. I had the foresight to sling my camera around my neck for this leg of the trip - I wouldn't be stopping but it would pass the time freehanding shots. Superior didn't disappoint and the traffic was all but nonexistant. Unfortunately that 20 minute stop dragged my average speed down into the high 80's. I'd have to run a bit of a pace to nudge it up a bit. The morning chill was gradually replaced with some normal temps.
Scenic Interlude...
Big Goose! Wawa arrived in no time at all. I'm making good progress. Splash and smoke and go. I gotta quit smoking. These rest stop smokes are adding a good 5 minutes to each stop. No big deal, but by the end of the trip they'd add pretty much a half an hour to my time. Last time I went down Highway 101 it was an ordeal. Boring flat, straight, rough pavement and the thunderstorm from hell. It didn't help that last time I forgot to fill up in Wawa and their was some serious doubt I'd make it to Chapleau without drama. This time however, the road was a joy. They must've paved a good half of it in the 3 years since I last travelled it. Good pavement, No traffic, Good sightlines meant the 80km/h speed limit was a mere suggestion. Their are stretches on this road where you can see for about 5km. They should move the speed trails here. If it weren't for the ever present possibility of a swamp donkey jumping out at you...
There goes Chapleau. Good memories there with Betty on our last trip. Onto Timmins and fresh sights to see. I got stopped a few times for construction along this stretch of 101. Nothing serious, but it was getting annoying when you'd get through one and the 2km having to put your feet down again. I started feeling a little drowsy and standing up on the pegs to stretch and get a blast of air wasn't working. Here comes Foyelet, as good as place as any. I stopped in front of the LCBO/City Hall and has the lone person inside give me the stink eye. WTF. Across the road, the town church, across the road a bar that I'm sure is the real center of all activity after 5pm. Their I am walking around and stretching and I notice theirs people coming out of business and homes and I'm the center of their attention. Better make tracks before one of them screws up the courage to investigate me further. 101 got significantly worse the closer I got to Timmins. The sun was playing hide and go seek with me with ever increasaing cloud cover. Got drizzled on a few times so I put on the top of my riding gear; just in case.
Shania land. How sad is it when a towns only claim to fame is somebody who bolted from there at the earliest oppourtunity! Still, reminds me a lot of Sudbury. Mining/Forestry town, ******* drivers and mis-timed traffic lights. Grabbed a bowl of soup and bagel at the Tim's. This is my 'big stop' I knew I'd burn at least 45 minutes here and I did. I'd marked the halfway point as a way point on my GPS and had passed through it about 5 minutes before entering town. My mind was constantly running the numbers in my head. My average speed entering town was 96km/h. By the time I got back on the highway it had dropped to 82 or so. YIKES! Time to make some time. Turns out that wouldn't happen until I was well south. Lots of traffic. Lots of police. Lots of construction. I hadn't lost any on my average speed, but I didn't make up much either.
Their's lots of small forestry towns heading down 11, some very prosperous, other have seen better days. It wasn't until I got close to Englehart that I'd finally be able to wick it up a bit. WOW! Look at that, another entry in the 'Big **** on the Side of the Road' entry. A huge buffalo, some 25 feet high and 30' feet long! To bad I'd put my camera back in the tank bag. This stretch to North Bay, and then from North Bay to Orillia would be to long stretches. I'd manage to get my average speed back close to the low 90's. The butt burn had set in and worse, I had a raging knot between my shoulder blades that felt like... like.. Somebody was stabbing me with a hot knitting needle. Now amout of stretching would get it to stop. I wanted a smoke too. Nope.. gotta keep that time up. By the time I rolled through New Liskeard my mind in its addiction had resolved to having a smoke in Temagami. After all, we'd made up the time, it'd be a quick stop, Temagami really is beautiful and you could stretch some....
I'd parked the bike and my feet hadn't been on the ground for 15 seconds when I'd be accosted by a sweet elderly woman whose son bought himself a bike ... yadda yadda yadda. Their goes 10 minutes.
One more scenic Interlude:
North Bay. I stopped at the gas station, went for a squirt and decided I'd better eat something. Another granola bar. I'd stuffed cashews into my left pocket. To munch on while riding. Wearing a full face helmet really puts a damper on your snackage. Cashews are good though - I cant JUST get one up under the chin gaurd and kind of 'Hoover' one in. Kinda like a monkey peeling a banana with the lip contortions. I was trying to stuff one under my helmet somewhere around here and hit a pretty good frost heave in the road. Hey! I can snort cashews! Here I am chewing them up like a *******. I can save all kinds of trouble by just inserting them directly into my nose! The sun had come back out and I peeled off my rainsuit top and stuffed it in the saddle bag. 11 south from the point is 100km/h 4 lane. Just my luck I get a cop. Thankfully he peeled off around Powassan. Ah yes, that's the way you do it; found myself a rabbit and was ticking down the 4 lane at about 125km/h. Funny how your mind amuses itself, gaining an extra 10th of a kilometer an hour is the cause for much celebration. It's VERY hard to get your average speed back up when so much time has passed.
The 4 lane drops back down to 2 with lots of construction to get it back up to 4 lanes north of Parry Sound. Were on the lee side of Georgian Bay now. Sure enough, the clouds got ominous. About a minute later it started raining pretty hard. After 20 minutes of this I pulled off an put my rainsuit top back on - why I was dry underneath my coat liner but it looked like the rain wasn't going to let up any time soon. Within 5 minutes my rainsuit top had funneled cold water down to my crotchal region and could feel it running down on my skin. CRAP! Should've just left my under the suit liner on. I was fine then!
Why do people in cars pass you in the rain and immediately cut back in front of you. In the dry they'd stay in that lane for a good long while. Doing it in the rain means I get a crap load of overspray hitting me. *******s. I was getting seriously tired now. Worse, it was getting dusk.
Time for a gas stop in Orillia. The rain had stopped but I figured I'd make it home in time to complete the Saddlesore before 4am even if I ended up riding at 50km/h. So I took a bit of extended break. Nothing to serious, just enough to damage to my average speed which was a respectable 89km/h at this point. Crossing highway 12 toward the 400 I watched the sunset across the rolling farm hills and knowing that I'd be on the 4 lane goodness of the 400 in a few minutes.
It's the Thursday night before a long weekend. ****. Traffic was heavy with Toronto crazies heading towards cottages in the Muskokas for an extra long weekend. Can't use the Hella's. Snuggle in behind sombody and just sit. Ride the tide as it were. Wait.. tides have water don't they?! Sure enough just south of Parry Sound it started raining again. Great. Here I am, I've been on the road now for about 17 hours with some about a 1600km under my belt. I'm tired. It's dark and now its gonna rain. You ******* Ironbutt gods! Why are you testing me so!
No matter, I snicked in behind a couple of cars following a transport all the way to Sudbury. It finally stopped raining just before Point Au Baril but I really needed for this ride to be over. Fatigued big time. Dangerous. I toughed out the last hour and pulled into the gas station on the corner just about midnight on the dot. Filled up and walked in to pay and get my ending receipt. It was the same guy who I bought gas from at 4:30am this uhm.. yesterday morning. I guess he doesn't see to many guys all geared up like that. Must make me memorable.
"Isn't it a little late to be going for a ride again?"
"Not another ride. Same ride."
"You've been riding since yesterday morning!"
"Yes. Just did a thousand miles in less than 24 hours. Here, SSM, Wawa, Timmins, North Bay, Orillia and then back here."
"Are YOU ******* CRAZY!!"
"Yes. Yes I am"
and finally, the tale of the tape:
Sharif
Well-known member
Having done a recent SS1K, I'd consider a route like this if you have the time. Go West, towards higher speed limits!
If you have the time, the route above is easily doable over a weekend. I left early (01:28) b/c I couldn't sleep soundly, and I enjoy night travel (and wanted to clear Chicago), and wanted to finish while it was still light out.
Beyond that, camelbak, food onboard, gas in tank! Oh yes, and a throttle lock would be beneficial - that's the only thing I really longed for on my trip.
-Sharif
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wheatonFJR
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Congrats Steve!! :yahoo:
:****:
I loved your ride reports...both were great...and humorous for different reasons. :lol:
Frenchie's gonna have a high bar to try to compete with this one. B)
Edit- You're a tougher rider than me...that's for sure. You and FJRob.
:****:
I loved your ride reports...both were great...and humorous for different reasons. :lol:
Frenchie's gonna have a high bar to try to compete with this one. B)
Edit- You're a tougher rider than me...that's for sure. You and FJRob.
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rushes
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Yup! Fun report.. :thumbsup:
And congrats!!
And congrats!!
canucklehead-biker
Well-known member
Congrats (again). Good report, I'm inspired.
Griff
Griff
BwanaDik
Well-known member
WELL DONE!!! :yahoo: :clapping: :yahoo: :clapping: :yahoo: :clapping:
Why is it that most of these rides have lots of construction, rain, and dark involved (ours did!)
Why is it that most of these rides have lots of construction, rain, and dark involved (ours did!)
MEM
Well-known member
NICE job, Steve. Congratulations
NICE job, Steve. Congratulations.
MEM
Well-known member
Reminds me of my recent autistic patient who'd swallowed a "foreign body". Several of them, actually, and they got stuck in his esophagus. But I digress.....NICE job, Steve. Congratulations.
He repeated everything we said to him - like the Rain Man :lol:
NICE job, Steve. Congratulations
Patriot
Isabella is Lazarus
NICE job, Steve. Congratulations
Solo
Well-known member
Great ride and great report. Enjoyed reading about it. When I read a report like yours it really gets me charged up!
Threw the light switch to my Hella Xenons on for the first time just an hour ago, thanks in part to your great description of the relay wiring. Thanks again.
Threw the light switch to my Hella Xenons on for the first time just an hour ago, thanks in part to your great description of the relay wiring. Thanks again.
SacramentoMike
Not Safe For Work
NICE job, Steve. Congratulations.
I'm an excellent driver. I mean YOU are. Rider, I mean.
I'm an excellent driver. I mean YOU are. Rider, I mean.
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