The content below was collected by Micki Denton from prior posts on Facebook by Steve Diederich. Steve has not reviewed or approved these posts. The experiences described in these posts were Steve’s at the time he took the ride. Each rider’s experience is unique. These posts do not describe what is usual or likely for the ride described.
March 10, 2015 near Syracuse, NY – What has 2 wheels, 3 gas stops, 16 hours and 1,100 miles to go? Today’s escape from this damn NY winter to Florida! Bike is packed, heated gear on, and Hamell On Trial Greatest Hits cranking. SPOT on: https://spotwalla.com/tripViewer.php?id=c6cc54fe503e97f1f Rolling..
March 10, 2015 near Thurmont, MD – First gas stop of three. 330 miles in. 45 degrees and raining ..not my favorite conditions. :\ — at 7-Eleven.
March 10, 2015 near Benson, NC – Gas stop two of three. Now I can see through my windshield again; and the mirrors. Plus, I hardly feel the pain any more in my left wrist from dropping the bike in stop & go traffic on a rain slick, titled side road in Maryland ..and then picked all 1,000+ pounds of it up myself. Gotta love the Wing’s crash bars!
March 10, 2015 near Hardeeville, SC – Last gas stop. Next stop.. A pillow in Jacksonville.. In about 2.5 hours.
March 10, 2015 near Jacksonville, FL – Made it. Done. Toasted. Fini. Zzzzzzzzzzz
March 11, 2015 – Bigger, Dryer, Warmer!, than Americade — at Daytona Bike Week.
March 14, 2015 – Ha-Haa! Jacksonville, FL straight to Pedro’s “South Of The Border” ..without stopping. Had 0.2 gallons left in the main tank. Very Rainy though (if you wanted to know Robert).
March 15, 2015 – Got home from JAX last night Safe & Sound. And, wet. And, tired. And, cold. Did I mention wet? Like the most soaked I have ever been (that is, with my good gear that is waterproof, but completely failed me). I wrung out waterproof gloves. Changed socks. De-soaked my wallet. I held my iPhone under a gas stop’s bathroom hand dryer just so the touch screen would work again (it was inside my Stich!). Hahahaha (..I laugh now..). Probably 400+ miles of heavy rain. Then..THEN.. In PA, the fog-so-thick-you-could-cut-it-with-a-knife. I shadowed truckers just so they’d hit anything first. But, I made it. 12:45 AM and 37 out (already miss Florida). Nearly 19 hours and 1,100 miles of riding. Why? Cause I was concerned about this: This is what Syracuse looked like 9 hours later at 10:00 AM. I Love Riding! 🙂 — in Syracuse, New York