FJRJeff
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Holy smokes what a ride! Talk about a LONG day.
Had everything loaded on the bike the night before - was staying with a friend, and he was going to get up early with me to ride a bit on the way out. Set my cell phone alarm for 4:25 to be on the road by 5am. At 4:50am, my buddy bangs on the door and goes "You up?" Thanks, Verizon. Stupid alarm has failed to go off twice on me now.
So, rushed to get ready, and managed to hit the road by 5:15, stopped for gas to get my start time receipt, then headed out. This was Sunday, because I wanted to avoid traffic in LA. It worked. I totally breezed through LA, without even slowing down. Early excitement came when the car in front of me had their THULE rooftop carrier pop open and blow their belongings all over the highway, right in front of Disneyland.
I knew the heat was going to be brutal, and the early start helped me get some time/miles in before the furnace turned on. I had a liter sized Camelback full of water in my tank bag, 4 bottles of Propel, and 2 liters of emergency water. The heat turned every gas stop in to a chore. Fill the tank, buy a small bottle of water to down, and a liter of Gatorade to fill the Camelback. Soak the cooling vest. Ride some more.
So, these are the temps of the places I went through yesterday:
Santee (start), CA - 103
Castaic, CA - 103 (EDITED: Weather.com reported 130 the day after, then later corrected it)
Firebaugh, CA - 112
Woodland, CA - 107
Redding, CA - 114
Grant's Pass, OR - 107
Albany, OR - 104
Gresham, OR - 101
Obviously I didn't hit them all at the heat of the day, but I think I caught the upside of Castaic's oven like temperatures. And it wasn't just hot. It was humid as hell. The vest was worthless in that humidity. Worst moment came after heading out of Woodland post lunch/fueling. A few miles up, I-5 was closed for construction. I saw the traffic jam for the detour and panicked because of the heat (it was a serious mental battle to stay calm in those temps). I lane split a bit to keep moving, then got up to the detour with minimal time standing still. The bike was so hot yesterday, it was hard to touch anything. The levers, the tank, the trunk - everything was baking. The sun tan lotion I brought for my neck turned to water like consistency, and my Carmex lip balm melted. My gas was boiling at one stop.
Upon coming through the Siskyou's into Oregon, there were some VERY menacing looking clouds exploding into the atmosphere. I wanted to make it through the pass and on to flat ground prior to dark. As I was going through the pass, I looked to my left to see several discharges of lightning. Opened the bike up a bit to get out of there. I looked down and noticed my GPS had a message on the screen for me - "SEVERE THUNDERSTORM WARNING." Luckily, I got out of there without incident.
At 10:27pm, I turned my 1000th mile near Eugene, OR. :yahoo:
A little north of Salem, my check engine light came on for about 5 minutes or so before going back out. No idea what that was about. Maybe it had something to do with pounding on the bike in insane heat for hours on end. Seemed odd that it picked a cooler time of day to do that.
I live a few hours north of there, and wanted to sleep in my own bed, so I stopped to asses my condition, and felt good enough to finish the ride. I also wanted to make certain I got the full 1K and that I wouldn't get hosed by any errors. I think the hardest miles were the last 10 on I-205 before my exit to go home. There's a gas station within a half mile or so of my house where I wanted to get a receipt, but for my final surprise, they were closed. This extended my ride about 20 minutes while I went in to town to put some gas in for the receipt. Pulled in around 12:30 am.
According to the odometer - 1,114 miles.
According to the GPS - 1,107 miles.
Since last Wednesday, I've done over 2,500 miles. I may take my car to work on Wednesday...
Had everything loaded on the bike the night before - was staying with a friend, and he was going to get up early with me to ride a bit on the way out. Set my cell phone alarm for 4:25 to be on the road by 5am. At 4:50am, my buddy bangs on the door and goes "You up?" Thanks, Verizon. Stupid alarm has failed to go off twice on me now.
So, rushed to get ready, and managed to hit the road by 5:15, stopped for gas to get my start time receipt, then headed out. This was Sunday, because I wanted to avoid traffic in LA. It worked. I totally breezed through LA, without even slowing down. Early excitement came when the car in front of me had their THULE rooftop carrier pop open and blow their belongings all over the highway, right in front of Disneyland.
I knew the heat was going to be brutal, and the early start helped me get some time/miles in before the furnace turned on. I had a liter sized Camelback full of water in my tank bag, 4 bottles of Propel, and 2 liters of emergency water. The heat turned every gas stop in to a chore. Fill the tank, buy a small bottle of water to down, and a liter of Gatorade to fill the Camelback. Soak the cooling vest. Ride some more.
So, these are the temps of the places I went through yesterday:
Santee (start), CA - 103
Castaic, CA - 103 (EDITED: Weather.com reported 130 the day after, then later corrected it)
Firebaugh, CA - 112
Woodland, CA - 107
Redding, CA - 114
Grant's Pass, OR - 107
Albany, OR - 104
Gresham, OR - 101
Obviously I didn't hit them all at the heat of the day, but I think I caught the upside of Castaic's oven like temperatures. And it wasn't just hot. It was humid as hell. The vest was worthless in that humidity. Worst moment came after heading out of Woodland post lunch/fueling. A few miles up, I-5 was closed for construction. I saw the traffic jam for the detour and panicked because of the heat (it was a serious mental battle to stay calm in those temps). I lane split a bit to keep moving, then got up to the detour with minimal time standing still. The bike was so hot yesterday, it was hard to touch anything. The levers, the tank, the trunk - everything was baking. The sun tan lotion I brought for my neck turned to water like consistency, and my Carmex lip balm melted. My gas was boiling at one stop.
Upon coming through the Siskyou's into Oregon, there were some VERY menacing looking clouds exploding into the atmosphere. I wanted to make it through the pass and on to flat ground prior to dark. As I was going through the pass, I looked to my left to see several discharges of lightning. Opened the bike up a bit to get out of there. I looked down and noticed my GPS had a message on the screen for me - "SEVERE THUNDERSTORM WARNING." Luckily, I got out of there without incident.
At 10:27pm, I turned my 1000th mile near Eugene, OR. :yahoo:
A little north of Salem, my check engine light came on for about 5 minutes or so before going back out. No idea what that was about. Maybe it had something to do with pounding on the bike in insane heat for hours on end. Seemed odd that it picked a cooler time of day to do that.
I live a few hours north of there, and wanted to sleep in my own bed, so I stopped to asses my condition, and felt good enough to finish the ride. I also wanted to make certain I got the full 1K and that I wouldn't get hosed by any errors. I think the hardest miles were the last 10 on I-205 before my exit to go home. There's a gas station within a half mile or so of my house where I wanted to get a receipt, but for my final surprise, they were closed. This extended my ride about 20 minutes while I went in to town to put some gas in for the receipt. Pulled in around 12:30 am.
According to the odometer - 1,114 miles.
According to the GPS - 1,107 miles.
Since last Wednesday, I've done over 2,500 miles. I may take my car to work on Wednesday...
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