The objective was to just keep riding. I didn't care if I went sightseeing, or what I ate and where. I just wanted to be on two wheels and keep going.
Solo ride - no pillion, no ride mates
Day 1 - Baltimore to Montreal
Heavy rain in pockets interspersed with hot weather.
The formula was - get wet until you can't stand it no more, then stop under a bridge to put on rain suit overalls over riding gear, and get sprayed with motor oil emulsified rain water. Rain stops and it gets hot and steamy, so start sweating inside the rain suit. Stop under another bridge, remove overalls, stow them away, start riding.
Heavy rain in the night is fun, especially with spray from 18 wheelers as you pass them.
Clearwater lights ROCK!
Upstate NY does not have good cell coverage so my directions stopped working. Thankfully it was just a straight road to the border.
Standing in light rain, and inching forward to Immigration Control was fun.
Day 2 - Montreal to Toronto
Warm, sunny weather. Oh goody. Nice scenery, and tried some Canadian food in Montreal, and on the way. Delicious stuff!
Then up going to a Dominican restaurant in Toronto.
Day 3 - Toronto to Cleveland
Toronto has this 6-7 lane highway. Wide open road, and there are 20 cars on my side from here to the horizon. In spite of the wide open road, this dumbo was texting, and almost ran me over.
I'm thinking of adding an air horn to my bike.
Then it got Hot as DUCK. And a slow moving parking lot / traffic jam that lasted for 3 hours - seems like the entire Canadian population was heading to Niagara falls.
I was loaded all around so I couldn't really zip in an out of traffic, but I did my best.
Immigration coming back into the country was tough. Whoa.. this officer wanted to know EVERYTHING. Once she was satisfied with my answers, she actually became super friendly, "Welcome back and ride safe".
Lots of construction here, and lots of people wanting to prove that their trucks can go faster than you in traffic. SMH.
Day 4 - Cleveland to Baltimore
This should have been an easy ride, but my body was telling me all about it at this point.
The road from Pittsburgh is gorgeous - winding through the hills, beautiful fog, I just want to go back and forth on this road a ton of times.
I made the most stops on this leg of the journey, just from the stiffness. I should have taken some Ibuprofen the night before, and that would have relaxed me a little more.
Back home at midnight.
Slightly over 1600 miles in 3.5 days. Just keep swimming! Just keep swimming! Just keep swimming!