tire into the Hudson.
Got off to a late start in last minute preparations. As a result, I
only did 50 miles today instead of my planned 60 (plus I was getting
really tired).
I paid for it too. The motel is 30 bux more than I was planning on.
I'm at a place near by West Point.
Everything went pretty smoothly except some really really big hills I
ended up walking (wussed out) and maps put me on a dirt path at one
point that I had to backtrack and bypass.
I really need a shower and some food.
Glad you found a spot to dip your tires :-)
ReplyDeleteWell done and keep us up-to-date!
What's with dipping the tires in the Hudson?
ReplyDeleteIt was an idea from Geddes as a kind of Christening of the journey.
ReplyDeleteThe journey will end upon dipping of the tire in the Pacific.
It was *not* a very safe spot and I was a little worried about losing control of my 70 pound monster. I also had to wash my shoes for like 15 minutes at the motel to get the encrusted dirt out.
Great idea Geddes.
What else do you plan to dip along the way? Dad
ReplyDeleteI would have suggested naming your bike and breaking a champagne bottle over it.
ReplyDeleteI'm convinced that the only reason you are not naming it is so that when you finish you'll be able to say: "I've been through the desert on a bike with no name"