I made it back in one piece, and that is somewhat of an understatement. I have been riding a long time, but this was a personal first for me weather wise.
I arrived into Phoenix AZ on saturday with 85 degree weather and blue sky. I got picked up at the Airport with no problems. The owner of Coyote Honda came out right on time and it was a short 20 minute drive to the dealership. I have to say they treated me like a King and then some. I got special discounts on any Goldwing item I wanted. The Bike was ready as promised, and they did any last minute add ons I wanted right on the spot. I then got ready to leave and I started to pack things up.
As I was transferring my stuff from the bag that was checked in I noticed I was missing some items. Seems as though some Airport people helped themselves to my summer gloves, a pair of sunglasses and a pair of goggles. This is not the first time since 9/11 I have had this happen to me while travelling. I had only put the cheap stuff in there, but I did need the glasses. Went back inside the dealership to locate me some wind resistant glasses. After relating what had happened to the parts dept. the actually GAVE me two new pairs, a dark and clear pair. Is this a dealership or what?
I am now off, into town I go to get myself acquainted with my new friend. ( I mean the Wing of course) I found some parking lots and practiced some slow moves and braking as I had a trip ahead of me on a new MC. I noticed thatas time passed I was not feeling to well, this feeling was getting worse and worse. Instead of getting some miles in, I ended up checking into a Motel in Sun City just in time to get rid of as much of this sick as I could. (if you know what I mean)
Well now when I got into my room I was in quite a hurry as you might imagine. I was busy for some time and when I came back out to get the rest of my stuff from the Wing, someone had actuallyl stolen my boots that I had strapped to my back seat. :X
Are you kidding me? But......the Wing was just fine.It was time to call it a day and start out early.
I headed out early as planned and it looked to be what a wonderful day. I headed North towards Flagstaff and was just astonished at how nice this machine was. A couple of hours passed and the dark clouds over Flagstaff were sniffing me. Pretty soon the rain started and all of a sudden I was being hit by marble size rain. I have been in lots of rain storms, but this was BIG rain. I am not the type to stop for that though, and I continued some 40-50 miles before it subsided.
As I breached the valley and came into the desert all the rain stopped. Now it was time to get blown dry. That would have been great but the 50mph side wind gusts got broken up by the semis that would occasionally go by.
The gusts finally came to an end, and then I was in my first sand storm. This was very interesting, as it is similar to snow but its harder to breath.
After the sand storm ended I pulled off to a rest spot to relax a little. I was sitting on a bench when all of a sudden a massive wind gust comes out of nowhere.
It blows my full face helmet off the seat and into some rocks down an embankment.
Back on my Wing I go, and I get a break of normal weather for the next 2-3 hours.
Its now dark and I am thinking its time to find a place to spot for the night.
I come up on a flock of some sort of black birds. Out of the fifty or so birds I only nail one which becomes kind of glued to the fairing and headlight area.
I decide that I will stop in Ely Nevada for the night. ABout 30 miles East of Ely, it now starts to snow. This has been one long day.
I wake up at 6am to hit the road early. Looked out the window to find about 3 inches of snow on the ground and it is not 34 degrees. I wait another two hours before I leave just so it warms up a little. It is not snowing, raining, windy or anything, its a great day. Rode most of the day in overcast. When I rode through Wells Nevada I was starting to get a slip streamIce build upon my helmet from my escaping breath.
I decide I amgoing to try to make it to Meredian Idaho by the end of my day as my cousin lives there, and I do make it. He was very surprised to see me and would only believe how much I had travelled by showing him my plane ticket. HA !!!
What a glorious day in the neighborhood. The Wing continues to run flawlessly and the day begins in sunshine. Find a wonderful coffee house and I am on my way up the middle of Idaho with its roads made for Motorcycles. (at least thats how I look at it) One cure after another all the way home.
Thats my story.......and I'm sticking to it. If I can figure out how to attach some photos to this, I will.....otherwise.....keep riding.