Our Aerostitch suits handle the temperature variances with aplomb. At our first gas stop we receive the usual stares from the locals. Some nod with approval while others glare in disgust. If you're a motorcyclist, you've seen these looks before. But that couldn't be farther from the truth.
Murder takes life and motorcycling gives life.
Few things I have ever experienced match the exhilaration of riding a motorcycle. I have to laugh at their ignorance as I ride away, knowing that few things they do will match the fun I have on my bike. Our views along here are amazing, with the water a deep, deep blue in color and twenty foot snow drifts lining the rim. Dave's answer to the lack of toilet paper in gas station restrooms I can always tell when Dave is near the end his riding limits. Dave's fried, so we ride down the range to Cave Junction, Oregon, near Grant's Pass and decide to call it quits over dinner at a local Mexican restaurant.