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Old 09-04-2012, 04:03 PM   #16
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Old 09-04-2012, 10:22 PM   #17
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Day 5

We wake up hoping the broken frame was just a bad dream. Nope, sure really happened!

We decide to simply ride and rely upon the “tent pole” repair we made the day before. It is actually quite sturdy and given the reduced weight of the fuel container, we feel that if we keep that weight forward and partially over the seat, the bike should be fine if we take it easy. Of course, Jim will be backing up against his gear all day, but, it should get us a couple hundered miles for the day.

We head out optimistic, though I am sure it is bugging Jim a bit. We make our way toward Richfield, UT. On the way, we ride next to a canal for quite a few miles. This takes us behind some peoples farms and even thru their backyards in a few cases! On the way, we see a man on horseback, leading another is such a “western” scene I feel compelled to snap a photo.

It isnt long before we are coming into Richfield, UT. We hit an ATM and ride down Main Street. Neither of us is saying it, but we are secretly looking for a welding shop or a UPS store that could at least lighten Jim's load. We pass one, then another Welding Shop! Can you believe two, in such a small town?! Both are closed obviously, as it is the middle of the country! We look at the buildings more closely, trying to spot a phone number thinking perhaps we could make a call??! No such luck.

We pull up to a McDonalds in a shopping area off Main Street. I say, “well, we are here...lets get some breakfast” (It is about 1030 am) As we get off the bikes, we look across the parking lot and see the UPS Store. It is, of course, closed. We shrug it off and go into McDonalds.

I see several people inside and I ask Jim, “you want me to just ask someone if they will ship your stuff??...worst they can do is say no”. He replies, “nahhh..”. I walk up to the counter and see the Manager standing there. She is in her 30's and something made me feel like I could ask...soooooooooo...I ask her, “This is going to sound odd, there someone you know here in town that might not mind shipping a few items for us at the UPS Store over there tomorrow?! She initially looks at me with a puzzled...”did you just ask me that” kind of look. She then says, “well, my Mom and my daughter are sitting right over there”, she says, “Mom, come over here please”.

We tell her Mom, Judy, our tale of woe. She tells us she would be more than happy to ship our gear back home tomorrow! She asks what we are going to do about the broken bike? We tell her it really needs to be welded, but being that it is Sunday, we were out of luck until tomorrow...if we happened near a town with a welder. Judy tells us she knows the guys in town that run the Welding Shops. She says, “Let me try to get ahold of one, and see if he can fix your bike”. We look at each other in disbelief! Ok, that would be great!

Long story short, a few minutes later she tells us that a friend of hers, Travis, said he will meet us and weld the bike if we left for his shop right away. We toss what we are eating in the trash and follow Judy up the road to Travis' Welding Shop. He pulls up a few minutes later and tells us to roll the bike inside. He tells us he is on his way to the mountains, and we barely caught him before he left!

We exchange information with Judy and we thank her, and after we give her both Jim's gear and my camping gear ,(I am not camping if Jim's not camping!) I give her a hug and thank her profusely again before she drives off.

We dissassemble the rear fender area of the bike for Travis. His young son is with him in the shop, and I watch his son playing with a hydraulic press/sheet metal cutter that would scare me to even try to operate. That kid is terribly comfortable in this shop! Their dog is also in the shop, checking us out...wondering why his Master is in the shop on a Sunday no doubt!

Travis checks out the frame and gets right to it...arc here, sparks there...he comments on how thin the frame tubing is...”no wonder it broke”!! In no time at all he has the thing welded up/good as new!! Jim is elated!

Jim hands him a credit card, not caring what it costs...he is just happy that the bike is “whole” again! We get the bike re-assembled as Travis runs the credit card. He returns with the receipt and Jim's credit card. We thank Travis profusely...he tells us, “I was raised that each other out”. We get the bike outside and we see Judy has returned. She said she wanted to be sure that Travis was able to fix the bike etc. We tell her it all worked out perfect...and we thank her profusely again. She replies, “its ok, that is just how I was raised”. (See a trend here?)

We all part ways and we are literally...back on the road!!!...a bit lighter even!! We double check our gear and reconfigure my bag, which no longer contains a tent, poles, sleeping bag and mattress pad. Jim checks the receipt for the welding that Travis performed...and he looks at me and ask, “what do you think he charged me for coming in and welding the bike”? I reply, “I dont off, comes in on no notice...100 bucks or so”? Jim looks almost angry...he says, “Nope...24 bucks”. “What”?? He says it again, “24 bucks”. Wow. Jim tells me he is embarrassed that we would have only payed Travis 24 dollars for what was surely a repair and situation that would usually command a higher price. I chuckle and we agree we will be sending a few Thank You cards and a a few dollars upon our return home.

We head out of town and are back on the TAT! We head up some hills and find ourselves riding the “Paiute Trail”...a moderately difficult ATV trail with twists, turns and some climbs and downhills mixed in. This trail also had some of the deepest ruts we would see...some 10-14 inches deep!

Those things are treacherous should you get into one as I did on a downhill. It seems I overestimated my front tires ability as I found myself gaining a bit more speed than I wanted, as I braked down a steep hill lined with these ruts. I tried to turn up/out of this 12 inch deep rut and instead of grabbing, the tire just wedged into the rut and sent me head over heels off to the left of the bike, as the bike slid a few feet and stopped. I was not going very fast, so after I layed there for a second, I got up..brushed off some dirt and checked the bike. A scrape here and a slightly bent front turn signal there...otherwise the Sherpa was unharmed.

Jim comes down the hill laughing...though he was not treated to the spectacle in person, as he was a ways behind me when I bit it. He asks if I am ok...I say yeah and tell him what happened. He tells me...”yeah, you get in a have to ride it out!” Ummm yeah Jim, thanks!! We get moving and get down the hill, no worse for the wear. We take a break and grab a snack as we check the maps and see that we will be stopping in Kanosh, UT for fuel.

It isnt long before we are riding into Konosh and we see an old Sinclair (think green Dinosaur) service station. We pull in and observed 4 older guys sitting outside talking...the service station garage doors are open and it looks like there is stuff in there that hasnt been touched since the 60's! This place took me back to my Uncle's Mobil Station of the 1960's,,,the look, the feel...the guys hanging out...everything!

We get off the bikes and start pumping gas as a couple of the guys start asking us questions about the trip, the Paiute Trail, what kind of bikes we are riding etc. We take some time and talk to these nice guys and we learn that the Service Station belongs to “Bob”.

We B.S. With these guys a while as they joke around and give each other a hard time. Friendly folks. Bob gives us a few pointers on our upcoming route and tells us he can save us some time if we follow his directions....ok!!....we take note and head out according to Bob's directions.

We find ourselves pretty much in the middle of nowhere. We were told that it would be over 120 miles until we saw another gas station etc. And we even saw a couple signs confirming this. It was simply hot, dry and desolate as we took some gravel west towards the mountains in the distance. The gravel was relentless...not much in the way of scenery...just put yor head down...making time...alone in your thoughts as you ride together...but apart. There is a whole lot of time to think as you ride this terrain!

After making our way up and over a small mountain range, that included a starkly white mountain ….we take a rest break in an open area covered in amber colored grass with a few tiny cactus scattered throughout. The mountains we traversed are to our east and behind us. It is extraordinarily quiet out here...with a bit of a breeze that does nothing to cool the 100 degree heat that is inescapable.

We take a couple of pictures here. It is a pretty place, especially if you are simply looking at a photo and dont have to bear the heat! On a trip like this, I have occasion to remind myself that it is the diversity of climate, scenery and terrain that makes for a great adventure. This is one of those occassions. In the distance we can see a rain storm over another mountain to the north of us. I wonder how the cool rain might feel on my face, if I were there instead of some 20 miles to the south!

We get back on the bikes after a couple of “Lara Bars” and some water. Taking time to pause like this on the TAT, even if but for a few minutes, cannot be over empasized. It is too easy to get caught up in putting miles behind you and making the day's distance goals. I said it before, I will say it again...I wish we would have done 120-140 miles per would have allowed us a bit more time to soak in the ride...the experience.

We are soon riding the gravel road the sun moves lower in the western sky. We are making good time and hoping to get to Border, UT by days end. An hour or so later, the air begins to cool and the sky takes on the color that comes with the sun's exit. Jim and I have both commented each evening, how much we like riding at twilight...sunset..if you will. The temps are lower, the wide open skies are littered with clouds and has been absolutely awesome riding late evening during each days ride(s). We agree to disagree with the “up at 7 and done for the day by 6” method of tackling the Western TAT. We prefer up/out at about 9am and done at about 9pm. Your mileage may vary, but this is what we came to prefer as we rode.

By this time we have exited the gravel and are riding a barely visible trail. The trail is old and winds thru the grass and sagebrush....very faint...easy to lose in the twilight, but fun due to the challenge of simply staying on it! We follow the roll map directions that thankfully include a few landmarks, lest we simply not see the trail as it turns! We are riding east and as I ride up a gentle rise in the path, I am suddenly intersecting a freshly paved, blacktop road!!?? I check the roll map and sure enough....we are on track! Never in a million years would I have imagined there was a road out here!! Haha, Sam tricked us!!

It is only a few miles and we are in sight of is dark by now and while we are ready to call it a day, we felt good...and had really enjoyed the days ride. Border was basically a Motel and gas station....but frankly, that is all we wanted or cared about! We checked into a room, and enjoyed a couple of great burgers in the adjoining restaurant, as we reviewed our photos for the day. The photo below was actually taken the next morning.

The room was small, and could have come right out of a 1960's movie...but it was very clean, air conditioned and had all the amenities. In short, a GREAT spot for an overnight on the TAT! I dont even remember laying down for the night...slept like a rock.

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Old 09-14-2012, 12:15 AM   #18
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Day 6

After a good nights sleep in Border, UT, we take off westbound with a goal of making it to Battle Mountain, NV. We had just passed the small town of Eli, when off to our left we see...and hear... an old coal powered locomotive train! Whoa..don't see that everyday! We stop to watch the train pass by, and it gives us a couple toots of the steam whistle as it passes by.

We head down the road to the City of Eureka, NV. It is late morning, so we figure we will fuel up and grab some lunch. We sit down at a table in the "Owl Club and Saloon" and look around at the locals that are taking their lunch breaks. We are a bit dirty/dusty and we certainly stand out in this crowd, but we can't help but notice a gentleman behind me. He is seated, but likely stands about 6 5 or 6 6...he is built sturdy and has the weathered face of a rancher that has spent more than a little time in the sun/wind. At a glance, he reminds me of John Wayne. We finish our burgers as we overhear him talking about some past experiences with cattle and the like.

I can't help but stop by his table after a trip to the restroom, and introduce myself. I tell he and his wife that we could not help but notice him seated in what looks like a small chair (its not) with his cowboy hat on. I ask his wife if anyone had ever told him that he looks a bit like John Wayne, both in features and especially in stature, and she replies, "oh yes...we have heard that before". He is a bit hard of hearing, so I am having to talk in a manner that allows most of the other guests in the restaurant to listen to our conversation. They ask us a bit about our trip etc and we give them a bit of background on what we are doing. I politely ask the man if he would allow me to take his photo, as he certainly looked like "Nevada"! He obliged me and we thanked he and his wife for the photo and the conversation.

The town of Eureka was interesting. It has retained alot of its turn of the century charm and still had a few old buildings that are still being used, but certainly date back almost 100 years. I think Jim could have spent the day looking around and checking out the old town. We get back on our bikes...our fuel tanks and belly's full.

We head out of town on Highway 50 and it isnt even 20 minutes later we see a Nevada State Trooper with his emergency lights on, fly past us westbound. We see him up the road, in the distance, pulling over a semi-truck that is going the oppossite direction. We think this is a bit odd, as we see him do this several more times. It isn't long before the Trooper dissapears in the distance. We motor on and after about 40 minutes we see a VERY LARGE Oversize transport hauling a monster dump truck!! Apparently the Trooper had simply been moving vehicle off to the side to allow this gigantic vehicle to pass. It literally needed the entire paved surface of the roadway...and then some, to make it's way down the road.

We got off the pavement shortly thereafter and began our days ride in the dirt. We soon determined that Nevada would be a hot, dusty and in some cases challenging bit of geography. The dirt was sometimes solid and would quickly change to sandy and powdery. These changes would often take place within a few hunderd yards. All in all, Nevada would have a "desolate" feel to it as we rode through open range, ranch roads and dry, hot desert. At 100 degrees, even cruising at 45-50 mph simply felt like someone was fanning hot coals in your direction!

We made our way towards Battle Mountain, NV. We pretty much put our heads down and rode for most of the day. We rode down into an enormous "valley" of was a flat area of desert surrounded by scattered mountains. While riding into this wide open area, we found ourselves in the middle of another thunderstorm. We observed a few lightning strikes not far off. We could see clear skies in front of, and behind us...but we were under a several miles long/wide cloud that seemed intent on raining or throwing lightning bolt down upon us. As we pick up our pace to get out from under this sinister cloud, we come upon two wild horses, galloping along the road, apparently with the same thing in mind! We fall in behind the horses at about 15 mph and follow them for a good mile or two. Jim and I both have reached into our pockets and retrieved our cameras at this point, and we are riding one handed as we video the horses. We watch as the horses take to the open range and run off westward, likely a bit spooked by the two idiots following them.

We are happy for the distraction and we continue on. The flour-like consistency of the "sand" that we have been riding today, is strange. When you hit a patch of it, or find yourself entering a long stretch of of behaves almost like water, splashing up at your legs as you run through it. It is less stable than regular sand and is no fun as far as I am concerned. After we pass a bunch of mines and mining operations, we find ourselves fueling up in the tiny town of Crescent Valley. We got off the TAT to get here so we could fuel up the bikes.

We decide to re-route through what should be a very nice valley that will link us back up to the TAT called Corral Canyon. This will prove to be an awesome ride between a few mountains, over some single/double track that winds us in and around some grazing cattle, a zillion rabbits scurrying across the trail and some very nice scenery. The sometimes rocky and twisty trail is a welcome change from the straight,part gravel/part "flour-ish" sand that we have been riding most of the day.

As we are just about to exit the trail that opens up onto some flatter terrain, off to our left we see the TAT trail that meets up with our re-route. Perfect! We ride some more gravel roads as the sun sets. Battle mountain lies ahead several miles and it is just getting dark as we roll into the parking lot of our nightly Motel.

For you Super Sherpa ADV'ers out may have noticed a lack of any Sherpa specific details in most of these ride reports. I actually noticed this too! The biggest reason being...the Super Sherpa just has not given me any trouble, nor much in the way to comment on! I mean this in the best possible sense, as the bike just works. Power? Just fine, other than the lack of oxygen at higher than 6 to 8,000 feet. Dependability? Not so much as a loose bolt! Comfort? Well, other than my butt being a bit uneasy on the seat for ten hours a day, no big deal...and likely much better than some 250cc seats! The Super Sherpa seems to be happy doing whatever I ask of it. The tires (Pirelli MT-21's) are getting worn, as they are much softer than the stock Trailwings, but they perform fantastic. Havent checked the spark plug, because the bike is running fine. Great little adventure bike...just leave your ego at home.

We get some dinner and get back to the Motel to take a look at the next days route. We both agree that tomorrow may seem like Deja Vu, given the similar terrain we will be riding. It is Nevada after all!

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Old 09-14-2012, 06:28 AM   #19
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Old 09-17-2012, 10:36 AM   #20
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Beautiful pics with an excellent report! I am enjoying the heck out of this report - The ride is on my bucket list and I am glad to see the Sherpa is performing flawlessly.
Can't wait for the next installment.

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Old 09-18-2012, 09:18 PM   #21
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I had a similar experience in Richfield at the local bike shop - they drove me back and forth between my motel, took great care of my bike and even washed it! Work that would have cost about $450 in California cost me $212. Super nice folks and they didn't make fun of my 250 once!

They also gave me a tip to the best steakhouse.....

Good people.

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Old 09-19-2012, 07:04 AM   #22
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Awesome RR, a group of us are planning the same route, so the info is priceless! Thanks!
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Old 09-19-2012, 12:10 PM   #23
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Rx4Pain...add me to the list of ADVRiders who have read your postings and have marveled at the quality of your scenic photos. Like many others, I ponder all the TAT ride reports posted on this site and have ridden part of the older Tennessee and Mississippi routes about eight years ago. Not getting any younger, I am adding the entire route to my "bucket list" for the next riding season in 2013.

Back in August 2002, a few friends and myself rode some trails in and around Moab after a week of riding the various mountain trails in the Ouray, CO area. We stopped at Arrowhead Motorsports in Moab and stocked up on a few needed supplies. Fred[I think was his name], the owner asked why we chose Moab to ride in August? He said, no one rides Moab in August. He offered up some tips and suggestions and told us to make sure to stay hydrated. He was right. The temps were close to the century mark for the three days we rode around there.

I will be riding my 1989 Honda NX250 [2000 miles since new] on the TAT. The stock 16"/17" Trailwings have given way for a new set of Vee Rubber knobbys along with doing the rear wheel swap out to a 17". I hope my photos and ride report will be just as delightful and entertaining as yours is.
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Awesome pics! I think I figured out where I need to ride next year. For hot weather I usually make a 50/50 mix of Gatorade/Powerade and water.
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Day 7

We leave Battle Mountain and after looking at the TAT Maps and some serious consideration, we decide to re-route a portion of the days ride. The TAT Map had us entering Oregon, then heading back south through Nevada and then back north through a small corner of California, before heading up and into Lakeview, OR. We also had a time constraint to work with. We decided that once we entered Oregon on the TAT, that we were going to stay in Oregon and re-route east to Lakeview. It was all similar terrain and geography, so we werent worried about "missing anything".

We probably took the least amount of photos on this day, as the terrain was more of the same for the most part. We rode mostly gravel this day, mixed with the very fine, flour like "bug dust"...which would scare you into paying attention should you get a bit complacent on the gravel!! We made pretty good time as we passed the occassional homes and ranches that were scattered throughout the criss cross of gravel and dirt roads we rode.

Around noon, we were really feeling the heat. The TAT Map showed us going past an old, abandoned ranch a few miles ahead. Sure enough we found the old ranch and the creek crossing (dried up at this point) that was noted as a checkpoint on the map. We took advantage of a huge Cottonwood tree next to the abandoned house and enjoyed a brief lunch in the shade that the tree provided. It was the only shade we had seen or will see for most of the days ride! We could not help but daydream about the old ranch...the creek that literally ran behind it and the trees that had been either planted of tended there. It was a little oasis in the middle of a sandy, sagebrush filled landscape. I wondered about the family that lived there years ago...did the kids play in the shade of this enormous tree? Nostalgia.

Back on the trail, we had the 100 degree wind in our faces again, as we rode more of the endless dusty roads that are Nevada. We saw "Paradise Valley" on the TAT Map and it appeared that we could gas up there, so we steered in that direction and it wasnt long before we were entering the tiny little town. We stopped in front of a "turn of the century" Saloon that reminded us of the building style you would see in an old Clint Eastwood western! We poked around a bit, and were unable to find anything but a few houses! We finally asked a man where the gas station was and he informed us that the closest gas station was about 20 miles up the road near the junction of SR 290 and SR 95.

We took off on the main paved road out of Paradise Valley toward highway 95. It was so hot out, I honestly wondered if my Pirelli's were going to melt on the 100+ degree pavement! We pulled into the gas station/convenience store and fueled up the bikes. We went inside and cobbled together a lunch of Doritos, and V-8 and some other "stuff". The air conditioning in this convenience store was fantastic! It must have been 65 degrees in there...ok, it sure felt like it! We sat down at a small table and enjoyed the A/C as we talked about our next move.

We were both "tired of Nevada" and its unrelenting and unchanging terrain. Neither of us had really wanted to suggest getting off the TAT for a bit at this point, though we discovered we were both thinking it. We decided to hit the highway that was waiting outside, in an attempt to make some really good time. We felt like we had seen enough of Nevada.

We rode highway 95 at about 55 mph. This would come to be our "cruising speed" on the pavement. The Super Sherpa would be comnpletely comfortable at 60-65 and would run at this speed all day. However, I was less certain about the KLX-300 as I was not as familar with this bikes characteristics. It is a water-cooled bike, so sure, it should be fine. But, it is also a high compression motor and I did not want to push it at 60+ mph for a couple hours at a time. It "should" be fine, but we played it safe...and there was no hurry and little difference making time going 55 mph instead of 60 mph.

We rode the highway until we turned off on Highway 140, which would take us into our next stop at Denio Junction, NV. We wasted little time grabbing something cold to drink and fueling up the bikes. We sat outside on an old picnic table where we enjoyed the cool "mist" that was piped out onto the chairs and picnic tables next to the store/Tavern. We were visited by what I guess is the resident beggar/pet...a cute little dog who's name I dont know!

We hit the hardball again and noticed that the western sky appeared a bit darker than usual as the sun was moving lower in the sky. We also noticed that we could look directly at the sun without our sunglasses!? It seems that the forest fires (there were at least two in the Nevada/Oregon area we were close to) made for a makeshift "filter" of sorts, allowing the full disc of the sun to be observed directly. I tried to capture the effect with my camera, but was less than successful.

As we rode west, we started to descend noticeably into eastern Oregon. The mountains we were in, and the elevation that we had now become accustomed to, would give way to 500 foot losses in elevation as we wound our way thru the Warner mountains. We would pass alot of cows on this stretch of road, and even prior to this, there were "open range" areas in which there were cows walking in a line along the shoulder of the road, and/or crossing randomly and without notice! There were more than a few times that I would get spooked by a cow that looked as if it were waiting to jump out (ok saunter out) in front of me as I cruised at 55 mph!!

As we made our way down the mountains, there were small groups of cows slowly and deliberately making their way up the mountain...on the opposite side of the road (apparently following the rules of the road) for no apparent reason. It was a steep climb over a bunch of miles and I wondered why they would do it!? It was getting to be dusk and a couple of times I missed seeing a cow or two and scared myself. A large owl decided to take off from shoulder of the road, off to my right, just as I was coming by. The owl's wing barely caught my clutch lever, before shakily continuing its takeoff over my left shoulder. It wasnt hurt, just startled...just like me!! We dropped a good 2500 feet down into what looked like a bowl of sorts. It was an enormous flat area of high desert that lie right at the foot of the mountains. Welcome to eastern Oregon!

I had never really gone through eastern Oregon, so I was curious whether it would mimic easter WA etc. It was similar and a bit different all at the same time. A few more trees than one see's in eastern WA, yet still an arid environment, and sagebrush was easy to find. It had gotten a bit cooler....about 80 degrees...which caused us to feel a bit chilly. Silly, I know but that 20 degree drop was significant! We both stopped and put a sweatshirt on,before we made it to the outskirts of Lakeview, OR.

As we made our way into Lakeview, (The "tallest town in Oregon...4800 ft above sea level) just as darkness fell...I damn near hit a deer crossing in the roadway in front of me. Truth be told, I was likely less attentive than I should have been and I was tired. I had just mentioned to Jim...I hope we dont hit a deer out here"!! We had ridden 299 miles for the day...150 on dirt, 149 on pavement.

We found a nice little motel across the street from a laundrymat and next to a small restaraunt....nice!! Dinner was lunchmeat and bread purchased from the smallest Safeway Store in Oregon. (Thats what they told us...and it was avery small grocery store!) Back at the motel room, we enjoyed our simple dinner and made plans to change the oil in our bikes and do some laundry before heading out the next morning.

It was a little sad to be so close to Washington, as it caused me to think of the "end" of the trip....something I simply had not thought of until we made it into Lakeview, OR. The next day would really be our "last day on the TAT", as we would be riding into Crater Lake National Park and then heading home by way of old Highway 99 to Tacoma, WA. (Paralelling I-5)

But that's tomorrow....

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Its coming, it is amazing how easy it is to get side tracked from getting these done!

The report for last day will be up tonight/tomorrow and I will have a final post with some thoughts, suggestions and observations in looking back over the trip. (hindsight)

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Old 10-27-2012, 03:10 PM   #29
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Ahhhhh, where is the rest of the report Rx4pain? We know your not that busy, it raining out, you have the day off and I KNOW you have time....... Get to work!
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Old 10-27-2012, 04:57 PM   #30
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Great ride report!
Riding in silt for the first time for is always a fun experience If you have not yet seen Dust 2 Glory the footage of silt in that movie is insane!
I have been helped by many people in my travels through Baja and here in Ecuador and i have found that instead of money, sending them or taking them something that they can use but can't get is always appreciated!
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I'd rather be riding a 200 in Ecuador than any dream bike here.
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