It's 5 something in the morning, the day before we leave, and I can't sleep. Every day that passes I manage to load more crap on the poor KLR. If we hang around much longer, Mike & Keith are going to have a hard time picking it up for me.
I weighed it yesterday and using the bathroom scale, and came up with 518 lbs. Add the 200lbs of lard that goes on the seat, and we're going to have to start paying attention to the load limit signs on the bridges.
One more day, & we're on the road!
The older I get, the faster I was.
It's all about attitude & timing.
I'm not sure where we're going, but this road seems to be paved with good intentions.