The Trip

It was good to be back in the country, even if I was only gone for 45 minutes. My luck started to turn, I just happened to run into a cold front in Arizona. I never thought I would be that cold in Arizona but between the rain and the temp dropping at night it was one extreme to the other. It turns out that my fathers cousin works for the chain of hotels that owns the Marriott. She happened to be in New York visiting my grandparents. She got me here employee discount but I had to push the extra 200 miles. It turned out it was totally worth it. I stayed at a residence in, IT WAS HUGE. I had 1 1/2 bathrooms, a kitchen, fireplace, living room, dining room, 2 walk in closets, and a second bedroom UPSTAIRS. I wish that I could have stayed longer but after a few hours of sleep I was back on the road.
The last day of my trip went well. I never got into the rain but there were several sections that the road was wet. The cool weather was also like a breath of fresh air.

Over all I covered 5,500 Miles in 8 days. I camped 4 nights and spend 3 nights in cheep hotels. The bike averaged in the low 50’s as far as miles per gallon. I paid as much as $6.50 a gallon for gas and as little as $3.50.

Looking back I can only think of one statement to describe the situation. A mountain climber was asked why he took such senseless risks and he responded that you never really know who you are until you push yourself to your breaking point. Through this trip I was able to see how I would handle 16-hour days on the bike, and camping on the dirt at night. It was an amazing trip, one that I’ll never forget