I would sell my soul to feel this passion.

[MoBill]

Thanks for hitting pause on my constantly running internal dialogue.

[SenorPeligro]

Let's go!

[Mr. Fisherman]

I thought this was going to be the ride report for the trip around the
Barnical Bistro... who knew?

[Super Suz]

Holy Schmoly! It's here! It's here!



And the road report that I've been waiting for begins!

[larryboy]

Thanks, everybody. I meant to post more last night, but something was wonky and the site was offline for awhile for me. Then I hit the wall this morning and had to sleep...23 days on the road, half a day off when I got home and started graveyard again...I need to find a new job or something.


Yes, that picture of the tunnel is Colorado.


Let me see if I can get day one to post, I moved a few files last night before something happened with the site.



Let's back up the story a little bit. Things weren't going well as I was getting ready for this trip. I have always planned to tear this engine down at 20,000 miles for inspection and repair rather than let it grenade. I dumped the oil a week before I was to leave and found a nice handful of metal. I dug out all the big stuff and put in a parts order with MotoXotica.








Somehow I broke the water pump gasket and had to make another 100 mile round trip to get another one...there is a closer dealer, but they suck.




I installed all of my new parts..cam chain,wheel bearings and stuff...flushed the engine from top to bottom, inspected the oil pump for scoring, cleaned all of the screens and rode the 610 to work for a few days. It seemed to be running as good as ever so I set out on the trip. I planned to wander around within range of home to make sure things were good. The Zumo lost all maps as I left the house...sure am glad I'm taking two Garmins.




You can really wander around without a GPS. I don't have much loaded into the 376C aside from the trip details, so it doesn't do much aside from major roads.






Freaked me out when I noticed her.




I put on 150 miles or so and the bike was doing good, so I went out for fuel and found a nail in my tire. Please, no flats...not today. I was having a tough time getting into ride mode, felt like going home.




I made my way over Soda Springs Road.




I'm starting to feel it.




I made my way to the train tunnels...no active rails today, I'm not going down that road again.




I stopped at Cabela's in Reno to get a new pot and pan mess kit. I made a few calls as I won't have cell service for a few days.




I made my way north towards Pyramid Lake.




I found a nice camp site on the reservation, you're supposed to pay and get a permit, but I don't really do that stuff until somebody makes me.




The end of day one...twenty-two more to go.


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[Nixels]

Those are Elefant parts! Still goin' strong.



Yeah, I'm in too - and filling your RR with useless drivel. Good thing there's that fancy program some chick up in Oregon developed to get rid of all these interruptions.

[Jamie]

23 days? bring it! lookin' forward to another!

[larryboy]

Originally Posted by Nixels

Good thing there's that fancy program some chick up in Oregon developed to get rid of all these interruptions.

I figured out how to beat it for my postings. Goofy photo quotes the adv-ruinator can have...I'm not fixing those.



Yup 23 days, Jamie!! It's a little bit of a blur, but I wrote a journal for this one...almost a book.

[larryboy]

I'll go ahead and post this next segment as I'm getting a comment or two on the video already. If you're new to the "larryboy" ride report...music is my thing, I feel that an artist wants the listener to actually "feel" something when a song is heard...so I do.










well, I crossed the river




Fell into the sea




Where the real riders
Go beyond belief




Then I scratched the surface
In the mouth of hell




Running out of service
In the blood I fell




well, I...I just want to see the light




and, I...I don't want to lose my sight




well, I...I just want to see the light




and, I...I need to know what's worth the fight




I've been wasted
Drenched in alcohol




I've been chasing
Down the cool halls




Then I drank the water
From a hurricane




and I set a fire
Just to see the flame




well, I...I just want to see the light




and, I...I don't want to lose my sight




well, I...I just want to see the light




and, I...I need to know what's worth the fight




well, I crossed the desert
Reaching higher ground




Then I found the pavement




To take me into town




but, It's gone forever




but, Never too late
Where the ever after
Is in the hands of fate




well, I...I just want to see the light




and, I...I don't want to lose my sight




well, I...I just want to see the light




and, I...I need to know what's worth the fight

[crashmaster]

I'm a whimp, I probably would have walked it first.

Another awesome larryboy RR.

[espi]

Just awesomely Bad Ass!!!

Good for you!

[larryboy]

Thanks, guys!!





Oh yeah, day one was 330 miles...I may as well share what's in my journal...most of it.

Day two.

Living at sea level makes getting out of town difficult sometimes. I tried camping at 10,000 feet one month before this trip as it's supposed to speed up altitude acclimation. It didn't feel like it this first morning...pounding headache and I'm only at 4,000 feet...I'm going to push it tonight and camp at 6,000 feet and hopefully put it behind me by night three.




I didn't want to blast past the families that were camping closer to the main road(deep sand and gravel to get down here), so I found another way back to the main road. Cool old railroad grade and a water tower.




I rode up the west side of the lake towards Gerlach.






Burning Man was ramping up today. Rare picture before the dust cloud starts.




I made my way north thru the Sheldon Game Reserve.












I dropped into Denio Junction for fuel for the bike and myself. Denio Burger is where it's at..I wish they would start stocking Gatorade. I went up to the hot springs for a soak.










I went back down to Fields Station for fuel and beer. It's getting late and I'm heading for the Steens to camp for the night. Sun is to my left and I can't see a thing if I look to the west. Out of thin air an entire herd of antelope jumped the fence at speed and decided we should dance. Hard on the brakes at 75 MPH I'm weaving around trying not to hit anybody...like 40 of them...I finally got it hauled down and stopped.




We all just kind of looked at each other, trying to figure out what happened.




I made my way up into the Steens for the night.




Day two~400 miles.

[SenorPeligro]

Just how many small birds did your Husky eat?

[larryboy]

Originally Posted by SenorPeligro

Just how many small birds did your Husky eat?

I lost track of how many animals the Husky killed.


I almost forgot to give you guys my top speed run on the Alvord playa. 102 on the way out and it wouldn't go over 96 on the way back.

[pyrate]

Day two.

Living at sea level makes getting out of town difficult sometimes. I tried camping at 10,000 feet one month before this trip as it's supposed to speed up altitude acclimation. It didn't feel like it this first morning...pounding headache and I'm only at 4,000 feet...I'm going to push it tonight and camp at 6,000 feet and hopefully put it behind me by night three.


I know this sounds childish but drinking pedialyte will help w/ altitude. Gatorade works too as it has electrolytes but lots of sugar too. I went from sealevel to 9,400 in the matter of 5 hours (2.5 hr plane triip and 2.5 hr drive) last weekend and pedialyte was a huge help. Child's asprin as well.