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Out of gas

Sunday, 10th June 2012; 1:12 pm - Location:

I ignored one of my cardinal rules, and left a city with less than half a tank of gas. I didn’t see a gas station on the way out of Hastings, but figured I’d see one soon enough. Twisted logic, eh?

As you’ve probably guessed from this opening, I ran out. Not to worry: I had about 20oz in reserve, which I poured into the tank when I puttered to a stop in front of a cemetery a couple miles before getting to Battle Creek.

Before that, I was forced to change my route when the road I’d planned turned out to be recently paved. And by “paved” I mean “they poured some tar then covered it with fine gravel, leaving it for the next thousand cars to turn it into a solid surface”. Sorry, but that’s just unsafe for a two-wheeler to ride on.

After refueling upon reaching BC, I stopped at the first credible eatery: Coney Island Cafe & Grill. The parking lot had lots of cars, which is a good sign. Interestingly, the average age of the patrons is about 65. And that’s only because there are a few young parents here too. The expected menu to choose from; I’m having a ranch chicken wrap with fries.

I got here a little after 1, so I’m on schedule. I’m about halfway there, so I should arrive around 5, even if I take more stops (which I intend). Pokagon is almost due south of here, so my route consists mostly of following a few north-south roads as far as they go.

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Hastings makes wastings

Sunday, 10th June 2012; 11:23 am - Location:

Cascade Rd on the way out of GR was the same dismal 5-lane racetrack I remembered. Fortunately it was only for a few miles, and once I got into Whitneyville heading south the roads were pretty nice. Not much traffic, just 2 lanes between woods, crops, and grazing for livestock.

I’ve stopped in Hastings, in part because I recognized an important landmark: the Parkview Motel, formerly owned by the parents of my old friend Johnnie. There’s a road construction disaster out front but otherwise it looks just like I remember it. Same with the titular park, complete with its 40-foot Civil War monument.
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Detour already

Sunday, 10th June 2012; 9:58 am - Location:

Less than half an hour into the ride and I’ve already hit a roadblock. There’s a triathlon in Ada today, so I can’t get to Grand River Drive. I’ll have to go back towards GR and take Cascade and that route eastward. Grrrrr.

Dry start

Sunday, 10th June 2012; 8:32 am

In a dramatic break with tradition, it is not raining as I prepare to get underway! There isn’t a cloud in the sky, and they’re predicting a high of 90ºF. The heat shouldn’t be much of a problem, at least as long as I keep moving; my jacket is well ventilated, and my helmet is cool enough. The main bad news in today’s forecast is 10-15mph winds out of the south… and I’ll be riding almost due south all day. But this isn’t bad. It’s the 50% chance of rain late in the day Monday and then overnight that I’m not looking forward to, from a rain system currently creeping northward from Tennessee. We’ll see.

The scooter is fully packed, essentially the same arrangement as my previous trips: camping gear on the rear rack, clothes under the seat, reserve fuel and tools in the glove bucket, and quick-access stuff such as rain gear and camera and snacks in the bag that slings over my shoulder and rests on the seat behind me. The new tent lacks any better way to secure it to the scooter than the old one (and I’m not quite industrious enough to sew straps to the outside of the sack it stuffs into), but I’ve tied the drawstring to the rack, so if it does slide off… I’ll at least know about it.

Roughly 130 miles ahead of me for today. I’ll be heading east a little bit to get clear of the city and the busy north-south roads (US-131, M-37), then take country roads south through Hastings, Battle Creek (my best bet for lunch), Coldwater, then Pokagon. The first half of that is roughly the same as the first day of last year’s ride, but I’m deliberately taking a little more easterly route, to avoid repetition.

Shipshape and Bristol fashion

Saturday, 9th June 2012; 7:41 pm

There’s nothing like an imminent road trip for getting around to routine maintenance. In preparation for this little 3-day ride, I’ve been catching up on a bunch of little things I should’ve done weeks ago:

  • Tighten the right-hand mirror. It’s been loose, and it’s a bit of a nuisance to open it up to tighten, so I’ve been putting up with readjusting it every few days. Not any more.
  • WD-40 the center stand. It’s been sticking a little when I take the bike off it. Not any more.
  • Stitch up the left glove. One of the new pair of gloves I bought recently has a seam that’s coming loose. Easier to sew it up than to return them.
  • Stitch up the crotch of my shorts. For some reason the seam on my best-fitting pair of shorts ripped open late last summer. Not that people would be likely to notice it there, but it’s the kind of thing that will only get worse if you don’t fix it. I now have.

I’ve put up with all of these (except the shorts) for far more miles on the scooter than I’m going to be going in the next few days. None of them would be any more of a problem on the road than they have been while commuting. But… the psychology of going on a trip gives them a tiny bit more urgency, and a deadline. And now they are done.

Packing addendum

Friday, 8th June 2012; 8:52 pm - Location:

My packing list for the three-day ride I’m starting on Sunday is essentially the same as I used for the longer ride last year, but with fewer changes of clothing. But there is one item I’m adding: a belt.

I wear jeans when I ride, because they provide a measure of protection in the event of a spill. But the jeans I wore last year are getting too big. You see, I’ve lost 15 pounds in the last several months, and when I walk around in those jeans, they tend to slide off my hips, and I have to tug them back up. I do have some older jeans with smaller waist sizes, which are better for walking around in, but I haven’t lost quite enough weight yet to wear those comfortably for hours on a scooter. So I’m bringing the fat jeans… and a belt.