Ignorance is bliss! Temperature 25 to 105?! WTF My wife and I had a baby two years ago and I found the frequency of my rides had diminished so whenever I did get a chance to ride I wanted to cover as many miles as possible and learned of the Ironbutt Association. Sounded perfect! I chose the SS1000 for my first attempt and planned a route to Las Vegas as I was attending a friends wedding on 9/9/09. Loaded up and ready to go: Weather? Huh, heres where the ignorance came in. Who da thunk to check weather for a ride in August? Especially to Vegas? Evidently not me. I had to be in Vegas by 8pm for the rehearsal dinner so calculated I had to leave at 3am to be on the safe side. Heres the weather factor coming in. As I went downstairs I noticed the temperature outside was 37 degrees, hmm, didnt realize it was that cold at night, hadnt been up at 3am to notice. Threw on a couple extra layers (no electric gear yet) and hit the ATM for my dated documentation. I live in Oregon and the state doesnt trust us to pump our own gas and no stations open at 3am I left Bend, Oregon, south on HWY 97 toward Weed, California which was my first scheduled stop. As soon as I got up to cruising speed I was shocked at how cold it was and how fast I was getting chilled. I also noticed my temperature gauge dropping quickly as I went south In 30 miles I couldnt feel my hands so pulled over in Lapine, Oregon and put on some rain covers and thawed my hands with the engine, this was not going as planned oh wait, I hadnt planned for the cold, my bad. The rain covers helped but the temp gauge kept dropping and I knew the coldest was yet to come in Chemult and Chiloquin! I turned the dang temp gauge off when it got down to 25 degrees! Guess I didnt want to know anymore. So there I was sitting on my left hand until I had feeling then would switch and hold the throttle with my left and sit on my right to thaw it out. (Note to self, cruise control would have been nice, oops, theres that lack of planning again). Fortunately the deer stayed on the side of the road, think I counted seven. Made it to Weed, California and this would be my longest stop of the day, just because I couldnt feel any extremities at this point. Heard more about the ladys life behind the counter than I really wanted to know but part of the fun right? Jumped on I-5 and headed south for next stop by Sacramento and then next in Lost Hills, California. Pretty uneventful until I was heading east from Barstow through the north end of the Mojave where I noticed the temp gauge reading 105 deg. You kidding me!? 25 degrees to 105 degrees in one day?! Welcome to long distance riding! I rolled into Vegas, fueled up and hit the hotel at 7:45, 15 minutes to spare!!! My buddy couldnt believe it and being in Vegas lost some money as he had bet I wouldnt make it! Actually, nobody thought Id make it, guess I should have put some money down. Final fuel stop: GPS final reading: So lessons learned: planning, planning, planning I had planned a good route with proper number of stops but forgot how weather could change in such a long distance and even in middle of summer. I have since added an Aerostich Roadcrafter, heated vest/gloves, and a few other amenities to make life nicer on the road. My 97 ST1100 ran flawless but a custom seat may be needed. So I guess ignorance is bliss sometimes as I was able to complete a SS1000 on my first try.