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Discussion in 'Ride Reports - Epic Rides' started by HickOnACrick, Jun 20, 2019.
The only road closures we experienced were in PA. due to bridge closures.
We are awakened often and violently by the storm that passes through in the night. The next morning, and the trip's theme continues; wet, wet and more wet, with a side of humid.
The sun shrouded by clouds the next morning, I scamper, head down, nekked to keep my sleeping clothes dry, to and from the bike, so I can make coffee. The world looks grim and bleak until coffee has crossed my lips. The first sip like a kiss from my wife after weeks separated by distance.
We are somewhere, on some mountain, in middle Pennsylvania, amidst the clouds. Breakfast is a handful of gummy worms. My riding gear, left out to dry in the evening's sun and breeze, are sodden; taxes paid to the storm. We gear up under the rainflies, then break camp; paying special attention to keeping our sleeping gear dry.
The night's promise of an exquisite experience, like a hangover...when the sun reveals the sultry truth. We ride, we just ride. Neither need to speak the feeling we have. Our interest in each other fueled by our love of moto travel, our marriage occurring out of panniers, our escapes on two wheels over the years together. Without complaining, we embrace the suck, knowing it is our time together. We sense each other's needs, and I stop for a break.
Deer, vultures, hawks, and even a fox cross our path. Late morning and the skies lighten from lead to pewter.
Soon we are in the rolling hills, signs depicting horse-drawn carriages as common as signs designating the speed limit. The afternoon finds us baking inside our clothes as we reach a sign that shackles our buzz.
Re-route...re-re-route, we go in a circle, finally ending up near a 4-lane highway. The only thing we hate worse than interstates is a 4-lane highway.
Late afternoon. A business obligation for me the next morning necessitates cell phone service. We are obligated to stay near a town, in a hotel; the second and last of our trip.
Glad to see you post up, was wondering if you're broken down in the middle of nowhere cold, wet, nekkid and afraid
PA and rain, the gifts that keep on giving!
Well done so far, kudos to you both.
Seems EVERY time I take a trip it rains more than not. I honestly prefer that to being TOO hot, so no complaints.
Likewise. I have had 4 big trips in the past 4 years living in the Southeast. Every one of them has been more rain than dry, and 2 of the 4 were chasing or running from hurricanes.
This was from a trip where I was following Hurricane Irma's destructive path:
And later, Hurricane Michael:
Wet, wet, and more wet...with a side of humid. It's a long stretch from my arid younger days on the Colorado Plateau.
so if I see a black rain clouds while riding in the eastern mountains its likely you're near by?
Great RR! I am planning on doing the MABDR solo from South to North in early August...I hope it is dry then
Love the East Coast RRs.
Well, glad to be reading them from northern Arizona, to be more precise.
It's always a compromise...do you prefer packing in extra water, or just wringing water needs from one's clothing.
Thoroughly enjoyed the first couple of pages! As others have said, your wife is a trooper and I think it’s so cool you’re doing this together
Great writing and I admire your commitment to the ride. Had a seriously good laugh on the ‘wet’ comment from the previous page.
Looking forward to following, safe travels as you make your way north
Which GPX file are you using? It looks like it is relatively easy to find camping right along the route.
Relative is a relative term...
I used the gpx file from the BDR website. I did not upload all of the POIs that contained campsites. Basically, we would just start looking for campsites once it got to be about 4 or 5 PM. We always carry a few days' worth of freeze-dried meals in case we can't find food near a campsite, then re-stock when we can (even WalMart carries freeze-dried meals).
Although I wish I were posting on the road, we have been home for a few weeks now and I am just updating the RR as I have time, but thank you for your kind comments.
You may be gone from PA, but, the rain keeps falling! At least not today...
I forgot to finish the finish.
Awoke early in the hotel, complementary grub, and another work-related phone call. Soon we are back on the road, and riding some of the more scenic roads we have encountered.
The riding is easy peasy, and no heavy rains, just a hazy drizzle in the morning that soon abates.
Love her more than words can say, but she has a hard time not making silly faces when the camera comes out. One of my favorite stretches on the MABDR.
Later that afternoon, we reach a "road closed" sign. I drop the bike...again...while tunring it around, then 3 riders came upon us. Together we found a route around the closed bridge.
We make it to the end, take an obligatory shot of the NY state sign. We say our goodbyes to the other riders, then find some (marginal) food and a (marginal) campsite at a State Park. The next morning we make the 2-day trek, mostly interstate, back to home. In all we were out 9 days, 7 days on the MABDR, 2 days returning, and not a single day without at least some rain, most days, very heavy rains.
Yall were troopers, timing is everything, too bad mother nature was all about rain then.
Very tough to face rain day after day.
I've enjoyed your prose and pics of the trip.
How long have you been using the tent hammocks?
I bought my first Hennessy Asym about 11 years ago, upgraded to a Warbonnet about 3 years ago and bought my wife a Hennessy UL. We have had very few nights in a tent over the past 3 years.
Hammock camping is a bit of a rabbit hole. One person's perfect setup may not work for another person, and it takes a while to get that "perfect hang". But even before I had my current system, I was sleeping much better off the ground than on the ground.
The biggest disadvantage to hammocks is that they require something to hang from. Traveling east of the Mississippi, I have not had trouble finding a spot. West of the Mississippi, I just need to plan a bit more.