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Thursday, July 24, 2008

Day One: And then some other stuff happened...

Tomto and I met at the McDonalds at routes 36 and I71 at 9AM. We talked for a while, for some reason neither of us were itching to hit the road for real. Once we got underway we got trapped in a traffic jam in Delaware... the main road in was closed so all traffic was routed over a secondary street. So much for detailed planning. US 50 is called the loneliest road but the road to Toledo, routes 23, 15 and I75 qualify as the "boringest" roads, therefore nothing to report. I475 around Toledo dumps us in Michigan, the only sign that we had in the state was a speed limit sign announcing 70 MPH, and of course the total absence of cars built overseas. More boring highways, we elected to take 223 to 127 which as Don Jameson promised was less crowded than 23 or 75 but still boring. Road kill included a number of deer and a yellow cat. Lunch at Wendy's in Jackson where we did chat with a couple other riders, one seemed impressed that such old guys were actually riding to Alaska. He asked where we started and when and when we said Columbus, today he seemed somewhat skeptical that we were actually going to Alaska.

The other rider was on a 1975 Honda CB 360, a close relative to the Honda 350's Tom and I had in the late 60's. He gave us a brief history of the bikes (his Dad had purchased two bikes in '75 and the bike he was riding was the remains of the two original). His stupid brother had run the orange one without oil so the blue one was left with some orange parts. And with that he was away like a flash.

Days Inn in Clare. Not a bar in walking distance, picked up a six pack of Molson blue to get us in the mood (I wonder if the labels in Canada say "Imported"? )Well, off to dinner and the Dollar Store. Into the great Canadian North tomorrow.

1 comment:

  1. Hey Dave, looking fwd to hearing of your great adventure...Bill

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