My Dad is a character... Dad: It's not that far.... (6pm) Me: it was a 120mi loop last year... Dad: I'm sure there is a shorter way (no planning) besides Gwinn will have better food... Me: OK, (I'm ready for an adventure now). After some delicious ribs and steak near Gwinn MI (It really was good food), now about 845pm and getting dark. Time to head back. I almost smoke a deer according to dad... he decides to lead instead, better headlight... I have the gps and some idea of how to use it. (oh and no trails at night just pavement, terrrain etc). My tripmeter hits 100 miles, I think to myself (back in the lead now, I've got the GPS, remember) shit, he's never going to make it. 102miles... Flashing lights and horn sounds from behind, Dad is out of gas. Dad parks the wr in the ditch, and hops on the bitch spot on my bike. Dad: "Byron you need to adjust the rear spring..this thing feels mushy" Me: Yeah it has 400lbs of dude on it... and I still have not adjusted it for my weight. My XR with Farkles is close to 400lbs... So 800lbs GVW heads out on 15-17psi of air. The handling of my bike was AWESOME. 8 miles later, I fill up 3 gallons in a 4 gallon tank, but the station is closing... like right now at 10pm. Well the cabin is only another 5 miles away. Dad: We can get the bike tomorrow. Me: Yeah, and I can buy the parts from your bike on Ebay in a week. We should get it now (truck and trailer) Total mileage: 115 miles, yup dad was right, the loop last year was longer, and yes there was better food in Gwinn.