Across the Country on a Honda C70 Super Cub

[mashrider]

nice adv, but you sold the bike???????

[hitchiker_forever]

Bishop, CA to Ely, NV in one day at 35mph


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The day started cold. I had to wrap up with everything I had to keep the wind out.
2 pair T-shirt.
Classy dress shirt.
One sweater.
Water resistant air force jacket.
Most importantly my wool scarf.
The morning desert was cold.

All wrapped up I set off back down 395.

Sorry I just really love the Sierras.

[hitchiker_forever]

[hitchiker_forever]

Clear sky!!!!!

[hitchiker_forever]

I stopped for a breakfast of spam and eggs over my propane stove then kept on trucking. After about 2 hours I hit Bishop, California. Nothing special, just another town, had some sights, might go back for the climbing.
I'm not much of a tourist, every time I find some famous place, its never that exciting, never makes me happy. To me its about the journey and the challenge to get somewhere not the sights, or the sounds, or the food. Seeing the landscape combine and meld together is always more interesting than one specific spot. Bishop was nice no doubt, just not my kind of place.

This guy was on highway 6 about the same time I was he seems to have the road spot on.
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Nice drive.
The shoulder was a little small for dodging but there wasn't a lot of traffic on that road anyway.
It seemed that my speedo had had enough though, it literally popped out of its socket after making a weird spinning noise for the past two hours. I removed the cable and kept going.
A sign came up.
Provincetown, MA 3,205 miles
Still a ways to go, but every mile counted.

Green farms bordered the highway and I took some pictures with the cows, and enjoyed the scenery while eating my nuts and water.
At the gas station before the Nevada border I met some Harley riders.
"Nice little bike, where you heading too"
"I'm just going east"
"Don't know where?"
"No not really"
*Akward silence*
"Yeah we just came up from North Dakota"
"Cool"
"Well cya"
"Cya"
Talking isn't my thing...

But I realized I had no agenda, no plans, no reservations, and no directions.
A map and a compass, a cell phone connecting me to the outside world.
I felt free, and for the high school Asian student thats rare.
In someway my parents or the school system controlled my life.
Wake up. Go to school. Take the classes that will get me into college. Socialize. Extracurriculars until nightfall. Homework. Sleep. Repeat.
My life was in my own hands, I could go anywhere and do anything, and as long as it cost less than $15 a day, I was set.

I passed a couple GS riders and a pretty attractive girl, payed my $3 gas in cash (no debit card) and gave one the riders his forgotten helmet back.
An hour later I made it to the Nevada border. I got off my cub and danced my ass off, I kissed the wood the first state out of......? Still that one state was a lot of miles. I jumped and sang and screamed a big "FUCK YEAH" into the empty desert for half an hour.
I ate some more nuts and took one last look at the Sierras.
Off into Nevada.
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[hitchiker_forever]

Originally Posted by mashrider

nice adv, but you sold the bike???????

Had to, not enough time, explain later

[jpdude999]

DAMN! I'm in, even if I get showed up by an 18 year old kid.

[City Man]

Way cool, reminds me of my youth, If I needed 500 dollars to do an adventure, 50 dollars was more then enough. I can see many more adventures are coming your way.

[dirtdiver]

Now this is refreshing! LESS IS MORE! GOOD FOR YOU! Steve

[bigalsmith101]

At 19 (Summer of 2006) I drove my 1991 Toyota Corolla 8,000 miles from Seattle to San Diego, Grand Canyon, Vegas, Humbolt, San Diego, Vancouver Canada, Seattle. And everywhere in between.

Of the 58 Days on the rode, I paid for lodging on 6 days.

Now I'm in Colombia, nearly half way through a 10 month journey from Seattle to Buenos Aires.

School got in the way, 9 months a year, but every summer holds an ADVENTURE.

Well done with your Honda Cub. Why not right?

--Alex

[TK-LA]

MORE!!!!

"now now now now"

[westfrogger]

[hitchiker_forever]

Nothing.
There is nothing in Nevada, you cross over a small hill, you hit a small junction, then its just road for miles and miles and miles. A car passes every 10 minutes. This would have been really serene and deep if it hadn't been for one problem. The bike kept bogging down every couple of minutes, then it would just stop. Please, please, please, don't break down here. Its hot, I'm almost out of water, and there is no one on this road. Damn no cell phone reception.

I just kicked the engine over and over again, and just when I thought I would die in the desert, it would fire up again. Yes, my little buddy never lets me down. 5 minutes later.Dammit B you let me down.

This happened about 4 times before I stopped pulled over and started rebuilding the carburetor. Some Harley riders passed by while I tried to fix it. It turned out the silicone I had sealed the carb with before I left got eaten up by the gasoline and was floating in the bowl. There was also a fair amount of sand in there as well, but I got it cleaned up and good to go.

A truck pulled over to help and a elderly old man asked me where I was going.
"I'm headed toward Tonopah down 6"
"Well I admire you for what your doing, how fast are you going"
"35 sir"
"Well were going 60 and you're beatin' us, need any help"
It always seemed God like to offer me help when I didn't need it anymore.
"No I'm fine, thanks for the offer though"
Soaked in sweat I waved goodbye and headed back down the road.

I liked that road, after every hill there was something amazing, giant flat basins edged with red rock mountains, smoke covered mountains, and the tiny road that ran out strait as could be. The sun burned my face and took in the scenery.


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But then a weird rush hour started.
Why is there rush hour on a highway from two small cities?
Why are there so many freight trucks on such a small highway?
Where to cars need to go at 11am?

That road had no shoulder and to make it worse it started winding.
Its a lot harder for a freight truck to pass you on a turn but it didn't really matter because Nevada cagers were assholes. Even if there was a full lane to pass they would pass a couple feet away from me, the truckers never slowed down and I spent more time on the dirt than on the pavement.
This seemed to go on forever and when I made it to the rest stop just before the long grade to Tonopah, I laid out on the grass and ate more nuts. I didn't care that I was on top of dog crap or that I had to pee really badly. I just sat and listened to the cars roll by.

Eventually I got to my butt to Tonopah where I bought some $3 Burger King, thats 75 miles of gas. Behind me one of the employees was talking to her friends.
"No honey she has to find a boy that takes care of her, not the other way around"
"I know thats what I'm saying"
"How about Jack hes a pretty nice guy"

I can usually tell a lot about the state your entering by the first people I see in it. I felt that I was not going to like Nevada that much either. I passed through Tonopah looking to fill my reserve gas tank before I set off on the long ride toward Ely, I planned to camp out somewhere in between for the night.

The town looked like a western set past its prime, the gas station was run but teenagers who swore and customers who chain smoked.
"Hey you know how far Ely is from here?" I asked the pimply cashier.
"I don't know like 180 miles probably"
"Are there any gas stations out there"
"No its pretty fucking barren out there"
"Right I'm riding a moped across the country so I can only go 100 miles on a tank"
"Ooooo....Yeah, well you better fill up then!"

[FotoTEX]

The innocence of youth. I commend you on great ADV ride. I also think you are a little crazy. haha But that only adds to the greatness of your epic idea and ride. May you have many more great adventures in life. I know you will.

[Looksgoodinblack]

The youth... What a great state of mind.

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