So things proceed nicely, The Gps which I've told to avoid Interstates takes me to the Taconic Parkway, which was good, like and Interstate but no big trucks and little traffic in absolutely pounding rain. I even saw NY State Police catch and ticket a truck.
I saw three dead deer on the side of the road, one as big as the KLR. I was keeping the speed at 90kph.
I don't know what made me look but I used my right mirror to check on a dry bag I had strapped to my luggage at one point and it was coming loose. I hadn't looked at that bag, while riding since I left home. It was like I had a 6th sense. I saw a road coming up a half mile away (the parkway has cross roads that are not Interstate like exits). I figured I'd pull over there and fix the straps. I looked again and the bag was gone. I slowed, pulled on the grass, there are no shoulders, and stopped and started to walk back to find the bag. It couldn't be far. I had just seen it. I looked up the road, a car was coming, I watched to see if he would swing around the bag, Nope. The bag had my walking shoes and a couple guide books in it. When I didn't see it, I looked back at the bike, now 60 feet away, and there was the bag dangling against the back tire!!!! Yikes. I don't know why my size 11 hiking shoes didn't get jammed up in the back wheel. I must have caught it the instant it happened. The bag was touching the tire but wasn't even blackened let alone ruined. LUCKY. I think the rosary beads friends gave me for my trip saved my butt or maybe it was the travelers Angel I got from another friend. Thanks Girls!
Kedgi screwed with this post 10-19-2012 at 04:35 PM