completion of my first of hopefully many Endurance Rides
Marcie went up to MN a few weeks back...actually almost a month ago to take care of her mom who had hip replacement surgery. So that left me alone at the house for a few weeks until I went up to see them. Our anniversary is on the 24th of June and I decided to take my bike. I havent really been on any long rides with my bike...maybe 400-500 miles at most...if anything. The ride that I normally take from here to there is about 900 miles.
Since Ive started riding, I've heard of this organization called Ironbutt. Basically, its a volunteer run place that reviews your long distance rides and certifies them. That makes it sound simple I guess..but its not. Its not just motorcycle rides...its long distance / endurance rides. 1000 miles in 24 hours, 1500 miles in 36....1500 in 24....coast to coast in 48 hours, coast to coast to coast...border to border....florida to alaska....etc. Any long distance Endurance motorcycle ride that can be documented, they verify and give you a certificate for.
Ive been itching to do one for quite a while and decided this would be the opportune time to do it...going up to MN. However, for this first ride...I had to do their easiet ride which was 1000 miles in 24 hours. I managed to tweak my route and go from here north to Billings, Montana and then east past Fargo...which brought me in with 1040 miles. I figured I could make it easily during day light hours...no problem....no sweat.
WRONG.
I had everything set...a cooler on the bike passenger seat to act as both a cooler and back rest for me. I had a bottle of water in my cup holder and with everything packed and tied down...I headed off...to the gas station, this was about 7am. I noticed the bike was acting rather wobbly so I checked the tire....5lbs...when its supposed to be around 36. Brand new tires so it didnt make sense to me. Turns out...the tire stem was bad. On my bike...it has these weird 90degree valve stems and they tend to get bad rather quickly and it is often recommended they are changed with each tire change. I didnt know about that until after the fact...but alas.
I called the yamaha shop (no honda place around here) that changed the tires...they let me come in and after a few hours, had the bike ready to go and I headed off around noon. I made it up to a town about 100 miles from here and my water idea wasnt working out at all. I have a cup holder with its own cup....but I knew I was going to be drinking a ton of water...more than that 32oz mug could hold...so I used the mug itself as a cup holder for my water bottle; but that didnt work well because as soon as the bottle was empty...the vacuum created by the air going around the bike was sucking the bottle out of it.
I stopped at Wal Mart and picked up a hydration pack and a banana (to ward off sore rump muscles) and tried on the pack...but it didnt work with my cooler acting as a back rest. So I tied the pack to the top of the cooler and headed off again. That hydration pack I picked up holds 2 liters of water. I figure during the course of the trip, I drank at least 11 liters of water.
I continued north stopping for gas here and there...and stopped at a Flying J in Billings for gas and dinner at a buffett (not really a good idea for dinner on a LD ride...but I hadnt eaten all day outside of some granola bars). As I got back on the bike...I noticeda couple of Harley riders getting suited up. Turns out, after about 30 minutes...they were about 1/4 mile behind me and stayed that way for a couple hours until they pulled off. After another 30 minutes, I got gas too and got back on the interstate. However...it was dark...probably around 10pm or so and a storm was ahead...with lots of ligthning. My bike has the weather band on it so I listened for a while and ended up stopping under a bridge to see where the storm was going. After a few minutes...the bikers that followed me...ended up passing me and then turned around to check on me. We chatted for a few. Turns out, they were from Glendive, MT and had left that morning around 4am for their OWN Ironbutt ride. They took off and I followed until they turned off at their town.
I ended up stopping at some messed up rest stop in Wilbaux, MT. You actually had to drive through the town to get to the rest stop. I couldnt find a hotel in the previous town because of some class reunion or whatever, so I figured Id nap at a rest stop. I got there around 11:15 and tried to sleep in a covered area...but couldnt becuase of the noise of the trucks and the like...that and sleeping on concrete isnt helpful. I tried sleepign on a bench...just sitting and putting my head on my pillow. I dont know but I must have slept because when I gave up it was after 2am.
I got back on the bike and rode until I hit dickinson, ND and stopped for breakfast at Perkins. Got on the road again and kept on driving until I hit my destination around 11:30 am...just a few minutes short of when my wife got out of church so I was waiting for her.
All in all...I had fun. Id change somethings of course to make it go faster next tiem...like leaving early in the morning. Id also make sure to just stop and fill up...go to the rest room and get back on the road again asap. Lots of little things at lots of stops adds up after a while. Had I not stopped for dinner, sleep, breakfast and the like...it would have taken me about 16 hours I figure. I spent about 120 bucks during the trip...most of which was on gas. My legs were sore because I couldnt stretch them out. Im about five 9 and the highway boards I installed don't seem to help me stretch out my legs...that and if I move my legs in the wrong direction...I get burned by the engine...rather toasty.
Just yesterday on Tuesday...I rode back and took the normal route...894 miles. Shorter...took me about 16 hours I think. My legs and butt were super sore though...dang. I like riding...but its not good when one has to pop some advil. Might need to look into getting an aftermarket seat.
Unfortunately Marcie has the camera...otherwise Id show a picture of the bike....lots of MN bugs on there.