Today we started in Burns, OR. It was another cold day. The lowest I saw was 46 degrees. It did start to warm up faster than the other days. Praise the lord because I don't know if I would have been able to handle it. How have I survived? Layers and layers and layers. I also have starting putting hand warms inbetween my sleeves of my long sleeve shirt and my sweatshirt. Of course this was after I "burned" myself by putting them in my gloves and my pants pocket. Ya live and ya learn...
We stopped at the first gas station and Scott had forgotten to put his ear plugs in; he said his bike sounds much better when his ear plugs are in. I have often thought this to myself.
Unfortunately, Larry did not make it in today. About 70 miles from the finish line he had his back valve seat drop. This was the one they did not fix. I imagine he was debating if he should change out the second cyllander or not.
The rest of us arrived to the Evergreen Aviation and Space Museum with all our miles. We made 294 of them. We even got to take a ferry. Today was a beautiful ride throuhg Oregon. Some mountains and by far my favorite views of water/lakes along the roadway and with mountains - it's breathtaking.
One thing I don't talk about on here often, or maybe haven't touched base on, is the reaction from other drivers. They either love our bikes or are completely annoyed by them. I find that people typically are more tolerant of them and actually enjoy them. Especially when we all go through a stop sign together or when we run a red light to stay with our group. We do always wave at them in appreciation.
But of course - there are people who are overly irritated and have no patience. We ran into one of those people today - they were riding the fender of the rider in front of me. I turned my camera on to make sure that if something happened - I would have it on video. I wanted to kick her truck and yell at her - but refrained. Road rage? maybe. Deserved? Absolutely. But I didn't do anything I just bit my tongue - and kept my camera on. People do tend to like to ride our asses and stick real close to us. As a friendly reminder - please don't do this to any motorcyclist. Whether on an old bike or on a new bike - we can swerve faster, we can have to pull off and do it quickly, maybe you aren't paying full attention and being right on their asses can cost them their life where as for a car it probably wouldn't do much harm. Not that I have to tell YOU all this - because you guys are rockstars and smart people. End Rant.
The museum was pretty sweet. A whole bunch of aircrafts. We got to put our motorcycles into the museum and they took what I assume is an awesome picture. We got to do a tour of the Spruce Goose - which is a boat plane. I had personally never heard of it - but I edumacated myself.
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