Well last week I did just that, but certainly not my first choice. Of course I was driving to the PIT airport to catch a flight to ABQ. 3pm flight, I leave at 11pm, takes 2 hrs to get to PIT. No problem, right? Driving my '95 Buick LeSabre that I had checked out by my mechanic a week prior. As I got on the on-ramp to the interstate the red temp light came on. Now what?! :eek1 Thinking I should pull over and check it out, to my shock I'm out of coolant. :eek1 Shoot I didn't think to pop the hood before leaving the driveway, and now I'm going to miss my flight. Stupid me. I pop the hood and sure enough, lots of steam comes from the engine. Overheating for sure. I grab my water bottle and empty the contents into the coolant tank and figure that will be enough to get to the exit where I can then get coolant from a service station. I manage that okay, fill up the container with coolant and start on the road, still have time to catch my flight. Should be okay now Shoot, the temp light comes on again! :huh Just my luck, I pop the hood and it's overheating again. Now what? I have to call AAA, no choice. I give them my location, and meanwhile I hope to thumb a ride to the airport by holding out a sign. It does not work, nobody stops, and it's cold and slushy not pleasant at all. Half an hour later, the engine is cool, I figure maybe the coolant has circulated into the system by now, but 3 miles later it overheats again. One thing is sure, I ain't gonna make it to the airport 90 miles away. Clearly I'm going to miss my flight, whole trip is down the drain. I'm a bike guy, not a car guy, I'll have to take my car to the shop for them to figure out what is wrong and how they missed what should have been an obvious problem. To me, a car is a money pit and if I have to scrap my car due to a leaky head gasket or some other very expensive repair, I'll go some time before getting another. Besides I don't have the money right now to waste on a friggin' car. They sell for too much money in general. Tow truck comes gets me home, and I end up paying $45 because I have the cheap AAA membership that only gives you 5 free miles of towing. I'm a rider, not a driver and I rely more on AMA than AAA. I call up Southwest, any way I can get on the next flight without additional cost? Next day flight will cost me $300 extra they said, but they have a rule : if you miss your flight you can go on standby on the next available one on the same day. They tell me next flight is 4:50pm, and now it's 1:30pm (my original flight was 3pm). How to get to the airport now? Of course, by Triumph Tiger. As for making the flight it's going to be close. I figure a 2pm departure is going to get me to the airport by 4pm, and flight is 4:50pm. Wow. Motivation gets me working at the speed of light to pare down my luggage to one carry on bag and knapsack, strap it on the back of the bike, air up the tires, lube the chain and away we go into fierce blowing snow! : I tear down the Interstate towards PIT, and my hands and feet get close to freezing. :eek1 Sure wish I had heated hand grips in this rainy/slushy weather. Rest of my gear keeps me dry, I discover my boots aren't quite waterproof, though. Two things slow me down. First, I had to stop for gas, next I had to stop to put my rain paints over my boots. Fortunately the snow gets lighter, not heavier as the trip wears on. I pull up to the airport parking on schedule. It's about 3:50, actually. Of course, being on a bike, I don't trip the sensor that spits out the ticket, so I have to press for help and the gate keeper comes to manually open the gate for me. There goes about 10 minutes. I use the expensive covered short term parking because of two things. It's closer to the terminal, and given this crappy weather, I'd rather have my bike with a roof above. It'll be there 5 days @ $24 a day. We'll worry about that later. I park the bike, strip my motorcycle gear, lock it and my boots into my topcase, put on my spring clothing for ABQ and rush towards the terminal. First order of business, Southwest tells me standby so far is good. 4 unsold seats and if a single seat is still available by the time I get to the gate I'll be on the flight, so my gamble paid off. But....Fool, I was! The security lines are LONG, and because I have two carry ons, I can't use the express lane. Stupid me, if only I left the knapsack with my bike. Now I had to hope I can make it thru the ridiculous security without any delay. Thanks TSA. It takes 20 minutes, I now have about 15 minutes left to catch the flight. By the time I take the train to get to the concourse, I get to the gate with 5 minutes to spare. And thankfully they still have a seat, so I get on the plane I call my friend in ABQ to meet me, which is now going to be later than my original plan. Wow, had anything gone wrong, I would have missed the flight and the entire trip (I would have cancelled out at that point). The trip to Albuquerque (and Phoenix) was great, and the only painful part was after I got back to PIT. Two things. First the cold ride home but checking the forecast while I was away, it could have been worse, I suppose. Stupid me again, I should have worn my motorcycle boots, all wet at the time, to ABQ, because now they were frozen and I could barely get my feet in now. Next, I had to pay the $133 for parking, and they showed NO mercy for me parking a motorcycle and next, the cold ride home. I was thinking if I had been there a couple months, I might have chanced an early exit because a bike easily gets around a gate, that was present before you get to the tool booths. Of course that would adding stupid on stupid because I would get caught and rightfully charged for theft of parking use. I don't need a criminal record right now, nor did I need a lecture one typically gives to a child. So, I paid the fee, though I did express a bit of frustration. The ride home was okay, I thought if I kept my toes and hands moving at all times, I'd make it home okay, yesterday. It was now around 8:00pm. The temp was just below freezing. Had it been 20° or something, I might not have made it home in one shot (probably would have needed to make a stop to warm up). I had no heated handgrips, no heated vest and my motorcycle boots were only semi waterproof, and semi-frozen. I don't ride in bad weather as a rule, so I did take a gamble. Heck just riding is a gamble, every time I get on the machine. My conclusion? Day jobs suck. I wish I didn't have to have one. My dream would have been to simply RIDE to ABQ from WV : stay 2 months there and help out my friend with this and that, then ride home and get to enjoy all the scenery in-between. And I would have left two days prior when we had really nice weather, all going to a waste.