In our 20′s the promise of marriage meant legal and unbridled oneness  without recourse from our parents or the church.   Kids, jobs, and years later, that promise of oneness sometimes lacked a bit of luster. Guy had obviously inhaled too much of the deck stain fumes. I was a little curious to find out what he was thinking.

Well,  he said, getting back to the job of staining, my knees are bad, your shoulder is weak, my back is sore, your neck bothers you.  Between us, we are only one fully functional person.  Good thing we still have a few spare parts between us.

Take note all of you soon-to-be-wed:  Two shall become one was never a promise.  It was a warning!

Oh yeah.  That’s my Guy!

http://www.beadrider.com/

And if your motorcycle seat isn’t comfy, and you don’t have your babe along on your ride, you might give the beads from Beadrider a try for your longer trips.  A cycle dude at Tail of the Dragon told us he doesn’t travel without them.   A notable tip from our extended Gang!

Great advice unless your 3000 mile road trip takes you everywhere the rain is.  The following tips keep the rain from putting a damper on your riding fun!

Rain Gear

FROGG TOGGS:  We always keep our Frogg Toggs in a saddlebag on the Goldwing.  We each have pants and matching  jacket that roll up easily into a matching small drawstring bag.  We only take the pants with us on our long trips and leave the jacket at home (Because we take the rain liner on our Viper jacket).  The long zippers at the ankles help to slip the pants easily over boots.  And while the draw string waist creates a bit of a “Bubble Butt Effect”, the roomy fit helps speed the change process.

OLYMPIA VIPER MESH TECH JACKET: The Viper Jacket offers breathable mesh – wearable in all weather, a waterproof liner, and an insulated liner.  The waterproof liner can be “smooshed” into any small space  on the bike, and zips easily into the mesh jacket when rain threatens.

SEALSKINZ:  Don’t get caught in the rain without these!  No matter how wet the shoes get, your feet stay dry and warm, without adding bulk.  Great for hiking, too.  SealSkinz offers gloves and hats, too. (Don’t tell Guy, but he just may find both in his Christmas stocking!).

CHEAP PLASTIC PONCHOS:  Pick up a couple of cheap ponchos at the dollar store.  You never know when they come in handy.  While your head stays relatively dry  under your helmet, you will need something to keep the rain off your head if you do any walking.  An umbrella could work, but we find that the ponchos take less space.

Windscreen and Face Mask

We haven’t found a way to wick the rain off the windscreen and helmet face masks.  Guy polished the windscreen before the trip, and  it didn’t make a difference.  During our ride he had to look over the top of the windscreen to improve his visibility.  Nothing helped with the face masks.  Ideas anyone?

Driving Strategy

Guy says, Keep 2 wheels upright on the road.  Brilliant.  Why didn’t I think of that?

Riding Strategy

Keep an eye out for road debris, and vehicles entering the road from angles difficult for your driver to see.  Don’t scream when large trucks pass to your left or right.  Don’t scream when someone veers into your lane.   Don’t scream when… well, just don’t scream.  If you find that your fear and lack of control are getting the better of you, advise your driver calmly.

Example:  Honey, I have ridden in abject terror for over 3 hours.  If we don’t stop soon, I’m afraid I will rip off my helmet, jump off the bike, and run screaming like a maniac down the highway.

The above example works well if your driver is genuinely concerned about your mental health and comfort, or is equally terrified that your little tantrum will cost him time on the road.  Otherwise, you may need to devise a different strategy that works best on your man. Whatever your strategy, keep in mind that you must be fully prepared – or panicked enough – to act on your threat.

Songs

For some reason, Guy gets the urge to sing in the rain.  On the Goldwing.  Into the microphone.  It helps to keep me awake, and takes my mind off my terror… until he quits singing.  Here are his favorites:

Raindrops Keep Falling on my Head
Rain, Rain Go Away
I Wanna’ Know, Have You Ever Seen the Rain
I Can See Clearly Now the Rain is Gone
And Babe’s Personal Favorite (from Captain Kangaroo):  There’s a Hole in the Bottom of the Sea

You can find more songs about Rain and their lyrics at http://www.lacarte.org/songs/rain/.

What are your favorites?

He didn’t reply.  We had been trying to dodge rain all day.  After all, we needed to cover 600 miles today – in just one day – to make it home in time.   And the rain was not helping.

Guy.  You okay? Did you hear me?

Yeah.  The way things have gone so far, I was just trying to figure out how this highway is going to wind around  so we manage to hit them both!

In this sacred place, we also remember the more than 6000 in service to our country who have given their lives to ensure that these terrors remain far from American soil.  Support our troops.

President Bush, President Clinton, and VP Biden are scheduled to speak at the dedication – we are proud to attend and be a part of this historic moment.

On our travels, we witness people of all races, nationalities, cultures, (and accents!) working together, laughing together, and caring for their families, friends, and neighbors.  We’ve experienced kindness and assistance from people who seem quite like us, and from people who barely speak the same language.  We are proud of this country, and pay special tribute to the everyday folks of Flight 93 who became extraordinary in a moment that doubtless saved countless lives in our country’s capital.

Be proud, America.  You are still the Land of the Free and the Home of the Brave.  God Bless America.

Support our troops.

When the alarm went off, Guy made some sarcastic comment about the rain and went back to sleep.  We are thinking 350 miles or so today – in the rain… and the only thing that could make it better is – Lightening and Thunder.  Lucky us, looks like today we get it all.

I think I am ranting.  Maybe coffee will help.  Or hormones.

Anyway, we have found  that the beauty of the No-Plan Plan Road Trip is in the absence of a solid plan and related expectations: everything that happens is a perfect adventure.  OK.  I get it.  After seeing the pictures of the “Hidden Sunrise” this morning, I see the beauty.  And I enjoyed being the only one outside to experience the lightening, thunder, and water dripping onto my camera from the porch above.

BUT IS IT TOO MUCH TO ASK TO SEE MY SHADOW JUST ONCE ON THE CAPE????

View from our room just before sunrise.

Sunrise over Cape Cod

Won't need the umbrella today.

Guy:  Let’s eat.  Take our coupons to Bristol’s.

Sure.  Of course.  You don’t have to ask me twice.  Bristol’s is an upscale restaurant known for its fresh seafood and lump crab cakes.  Still in our dress clothes from work, we grabbed our helmets and sunglasses and rode the Goldwing to the O’Fallon, MO location.

Although we were a bit conspicuous with our helmets under our arms, the sweet little hostess greeted us, let us know it would be a moment,  invited us to wait in the bar, and walked away.  Soon, a Worker Gentleman walked by.

Worker Gentleman:  And how may I help you?

Guy:  Table for two, please.

Worker Gentleman glanced at our helmets, and said without missing a beat, And will your gang be joining you later?