Fallingwater Through the Trees

Dave, Mark and I rode 65 miles out to Fallingwater on a gorgeous Sunday.

Welcome to Fallingwater

Dave GQ's it at Frank Lloyd Wright's architectural achievement, Fallingwater.

Day 22: Pittsburgh

Total Miles: 0
Total Mojitos Enjoyed: 17

We spent our second day in Pittsburgh taking care of business. Kevin fixed his bike issues with a couple replacement parts. We had a fabulous dance party that kept us up late and our sleep schedule is now even more skewed than before. No complaints there.

Dance Party at Mark's

Mark and Ann dance to celebrate the Steelers win.

Motolindy Boys

The Motolindy boys are back in town.

Mark's Sippy Cup

Mark spilled his drink when cheering for the Steelers so we gave him a towel and a sippy cup.

Day 21: Columbus, OH to Pittsburgh, PA

Total Miles: 185
Total Breakdowns: 3

With only 185 miles left until Pittsburgh, we left expecting a relatively short ride and an early arrival at our friend Mark Palatucci's house. We rode about 25 miles before we stopped at Pickerington, home of the Motorcycle Hall of Fame Museum. Dave and Kevin spent a couple of hours at the museum while Zena went for a run.

We got on our way again, but Kevin's bike acted up after a rain shower, resulting in the first of three breakdowns. Kevin figured out a temporary fix and we all made it safely to Mark's house. We're all ecstatic to have left the corn fields and returned to civilization. Finally.

Rainstorm Number One

Amazingly enough, this was our first real encounter with rain on our trip. Dave and Zena have to strip off our riding suit to put on our waterproof liners. We also gear up for some colder than usual riding weather. I like any excuse to wear my ninja mask.

Burger Me This...

Zena wolfs down her $1.95 hamburger at a restaurant in Cambridge City, Indiana . Actually, she got the deluxe version with veggies so make that $2.30. It's really easy to get used to these midwest prices. We are dreading the NYC economy.

Day 19: St. Louis, MO to Marshall, IL

Total Miles: 210
Total Times Crossing the Mississippi: 1
Current Rating of the Midwest on a Scale of 1-10: 2

We spent the good part of the day visiting the Arch in St. Louis and got off to a later-than-usual start (around 5 pm). But, we blitzed along 70 for awhile, so we still covered a fair number of miles.

Stopping in Greenville for gas, we couldn't pass up eating at Lu-Bob's family restaurant. Yup, we were definitely still in the Midwest. Unfortunately, the food fell far short of making up for the dreary weather and endless corn fields that had started to grate on our nerves. We wrapped up the day with a tv marathon in a comfy hotel, which helped lift our spirits, if not or current opinion of the Midwest. Two days before we arrive, and we're ready for Pittsburgh.

Arch de Saint-Louis

Zena and Dave Kaleidoscope

Gateway to the Midwest

Little did I know that one could ride to the top of the arch and peer out the tiny windows. Little did I know that it symbolizes the expansion into the west during the 1800's.

Arch Pods

Tram pods sat five people and transported us to the top of the arch through a combination of railroad, roller coaster and elevator technology. Fortunately, we had showered recently.

Dan and Cheryl from St. Louis

Dan and Cheryl, two dancers from St. Louis, were our very hospitable hosts Sunday night. Dan welcomed us into his new house after having met us through voicemail only hours before.

Day 18: Alton, IL to St. Louis, MO to Maryland Heights, MO

Total Miles: 45
Total Number of Times a Clausterphobe Would Have Freaked: 35
Total Times Crossing the Mississippi: 1

We crossed the Mississippi (again) to arrive at the City Museum of Saint Louis, where we crawled and climbed through structures of wood, stone, wire and plastic that formed tunnels and crawl spaces, three-story slides and a host of other potential adventures. Zena crawls out of a tight tunnel, though not the tightest of those we made it through.

We enjoyed some live blues music and overpriced food at the Big Muddy Blues Festival, then made our way to Dan's house for a house party. Dave and Kevin got their first lesson in "washers," a St. Louis game akin to horseshoes.

LIfe as a Hamster

Dave gets a fresh perspective on hamster life. He's about 150 feet off the ground in a steel tunnel. Next time he plans to wear knee pads.

Dave and Kevin's Balancing Act

Dave and Kevin practice their highwire routine at the City Museum. Notice the staff woman in red is watching with a smile on her face. We were never chastised for being creative in how we entertained ourselves.

City Museum Craziness

The City Museum of Saint Louis was the greatest indoor playground we'd ever been to (and the main reason we went to St. Louis in the first place). Here's a photo of the outside structures as seen from the parking lot. If you look closely, you can see the arched wire tunnels we crawled through. Yay!

City Museum Teeth

Zena was eaten by a stone dinosaur.

Day 17 Bloomfield, IA to Alton, IL

Miles Ridden: 254
Number of Times we Crossed the Mississippi: 1

It was a leisurely day on back roads with a long breakfast where we met a retired couple who each have ridden over 800,000 life miles on various motos. We did a short side trip and visited their home moto museum full of various motorcycle memorabilia.

We traveled a very scenic road along the Mississippi river where this panoramic shot is from. We got lots of deer warnings and deer collision stories so we are sufficiently scared to ever ride at night through deer country.

Z's Biker Gang

The neighborhood kids at our camp site wowed us with their skidouts.

Dave's Daily Ritual

Ever since Dave committed to going all the way with the Lemon, he's made the changing of his spark plugs into a daily ritual. He has the whole set up: a wire brush, sand paper, carb cleaner and 10 spark plugs of two different varieties. Obsessive maybe, but hey, it's working!

I Got Bugged

This is what riding through the Midwest at twilight does to you.

KEEEEEEVINNN Wake Up

I want to go to St. Louis.

We rolled into a campsite after our late night blog fest. Kevin plopped down in his aerostitch, using his sleeping bag as a pillow, and slept through the night.

Red Skies Over the Mississippi

Southern Illinois

Day 16 Lincoln, NE to Bloomfield, IA

Total Miles: 255
Price per Gallon of Unleaded: $2.35
Touristy Things Done: 0
Bee Stings: 1 (Kevin, 2 total)

Once again we had dreamt of getting up by 8:00 and being on the road by 9:00. In reality we got on the road by 10:30, drove a little and stopped for over an hour for brunch. Only to restart our ride around 1:45. We fell short of our goal of riding 300 miles today. Well once again, we are living up to the spirit of motoSLOW.
Today we saw corn. Just like the last two days and we'll probably see more corn tomorrow.
The weather is not as hot or dry as it was from Colorado westward. The day's high is about 85 and the air is starting to get sticky.
It is currently 11:30 as I write this. We are blogging in the lobby of a hotel that we are not staying at. They are so kind. Yeah wi-fi. We have not set up camp yet, one mile down the road, but will soon. Tomorrow we land in St. Louis!

Genetically Modified Seeds

From the eastern part of Colorado through all of Nebraska and Iowa, we have been motoring between fields and fields of corn. Here a farmer tests different strains of corn seeds to see which genetically modified seeds give him/her a desired result. For example, on almost all fields the ear of the corn grows within a specific height range on the plant. This makes the corn ears easier to harvest.

Cheap Gas

No only is gas cheap out here in the midwest, particularly Nebraska, but Supreme Unleaded at 89 Octane is cheaper than Regular Unleaded at 87 Octane.

Aguas Frescas

We decided to go for Mexican food in Bloomfield, Iowa. The menu at this restaurant did not have one of Kevin and Dave's favorite drink, agua fresca. So we asked if they could make us one each. To our surprise, they provided us each with a pitcher. Que sabrosa!

Amish Country

Well, while traveling along Highway 2 in Iowa, we didn't see any horse-drawn buggies, but we did she a teenager girl in traditional Amish dress operating a big gasoline-powered lawn mower. I have so much to learn about religions.

Bee Sting #2

Why me? Kevin inspects his sensitive nipple just after being stung by a bee while riding. Is it the red riding suit? Does he look like a huge flower? While cruising at 15mph through the streets of Lincoln, Nebraska, Kevin drove into the bee or the bee flew into his supersuit (jellybean) and attacked. OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUCH!

Day 15 McCook, Nebraska to Lincoln, Nebraska

Miles Riden: 270
Number of Deep Fried Twinkies Eaten by Zena: 1

We made it to Lincoln, Nebraska (state capitol) and home of the famous Nebraska State Fair (started in 1868), Check it out at http://statefair.org/. We pitched our tents in the fair campground around 4pm and then walked over the the fair. Here's a quick rundown of our fair activities:

5pm - entered west entrace $6 a head
5:30pm - watched vintage tractor parade (garnered ideas for next SF City cruiser)
6:30pm - watched Giraldo Family Circus Troupe
7:00pm - Kevin ate entire Funnel Cake ($4.50)
7:15pm - Lost a combined total of $9.50 at Bingo Tent
7:45pm - Watched Zena Devour Deep Fried Twinkie ($3.00)
8:00pm - Got Nauseous in the Vortex Tunnel ($2 each)
9:00pm - Zena & Kevin bought unlimited passes to the fair rides ($10 each)
9:01pm - Dave is stuck carrying both backpacks, waterbottles, and all jackets while Z and K run around the park. As the designated "Dad" he also got to take all the pictures.
10:00pm - Kevin lies down to fight his second attack of Nausea after the rides.
10:30 - Zena buys a Pineapple Whip ($2.50), Kevin gets a super size fresh lemonade ($5) and nachos with jalepenos($4).
11:00pm - Enter Beer Gardens to enjoy live Country Music - bummed we left earplugs with the motos
11:30pm - Watched an honest-to-god, beer induced, bar fight break out & immediately broken up by the Nebraska State Troopers.

All in all, we left with an euphoric feeling of having had an authentic Mid West Experience.

Miss August 2006

Zena poses for the "Go Army" calendar as Miss August 2006.

Go Army!

The US Army Recruiters were displaying their tools of the trade at the Nebraska State Fair. This is a 1987 Hummer complete with a gun turret in the top. Kevin is left to his imagination, so he climbs in and pretends to shoot man eating bees.

Bumper Ninja

No really, if you look at the hood of the bumper car you can see that it has a name....Ninja. No other cars are even around him 'casue he's in Ninja Stealth Mode. He would only appear momentarily to perform a catastrophic BUMP on his opponents.

Funnel Cake

No fair is complete without a classic funnel cake. White dough deep fat fried layered with powdered sugar. YUMMY in the TUMMY. (feels more like a rock afterwards)

Moto Heads Unite

Dave, Zena, & Dave pose with one of the Globe of Death riders inside the globe of death. She was riding a 100cc Honda motorcross bike.

Globe of Death

It's a bit hard to see, but that's a guy on a moto inside the globe of death riding in circles. He is currently at the top of the globe.

Circus Show

Dave waits patiently in the grass for the Giraldo Troupe to begin their tight rope act, motorcycle stunts and other craziness. It was a free show sponsored by the Nebraska State Fair.

Let's get Sick

We each paid $2.00 to experience the "Vortex." It's a catwalk surrounded by a rotating tunnel of different colors and patterns. Simply walk through right? This nausea inducing 3-d effect is purely mental, but effective nonetheless.

BINGO!

At 25cents a card, why not double up each round. The Lion's Club of Lincoln Nebraska sponsored a 'straight bingo' tent. Kevin lasted three rounds, losing $1.50, but Zena and Dave persisted, but never hit bingo. They were both out $4.00. It was a wild night of gambling at the State Fair.

Freshly Fried Twinkie

Zena accepts her "freshly fried" twinkie from a young and fit employee who said, "I've already had three of these myself today." Let's just say, that this employee was not representative of the typical person at the Nebraska State Fair.

Death by Twinkie

If you think twinkies are bad for you with, how about a deep fried one. Zena whipped out her $3 as fast as she could.

Day 14 Denver, CO to McCook, Nebraska

Miles Riden: 24o
Number of Times Kevin got stung by a Bee: 1

With bags packed with fresh laundry, we headed east to begin our Midwest Conquest. After many people suggested that we bypass Kanas, we altered our route slightly to drive the Southern route of Nebraska. Thanks to Zena's forthought, we were well aware that the Nebraska State Fair was running over 10 days. We were primed to hit it.

Not counting the Bee String, we had an easy ride to McCook, Nebraska. We ate dinner and breakfast at the local 24hour family restaurant and enjoyed some incredible all-american food. Homemade apple pie and fresh cut ribeye steak. We also had the very tasty vegetable soap, but quickly learned that vegetable soup in Nebraska means beef soup with carrots, celery and potatoes.

Bee Sting #1

While driving out of Denver on route 76, a bee flew up the left arm of Kevin's red super suit. It sneaked in the space between his gloves and overlapping sleeve of the jacket. The bee immediately paniced and stabbed it's stinger into Kevin's forearm. Kevin pulled over, jumped off his bike and began stripping. This is the resultant squashed bee sans stinger, which was removed from the forearm forthwith.

Day 12-13 Denver

Total Miles: 157
Highest Elevation: 10,700 feet

A short day's ride brought us to the mile-high city of Denver and to the home of Ronni and Todd, two Denver lindyhoppers (swing dancers) and our super hospitable hosts. Check them out at http://www.stepsteptriplestep.com/. We had some tasty fajitas, watched some competition video and had a blast at an impromptu get-together with dancing, drinks and around-the-world ping-pong.

The next day we got down to business. Dave had zero successful hits on the Craigslisting of his moto, so after committing to keeping the Lemon, he started drilling motoheads for solutions to his consistently-fouled spark plugs. Zena and Kevin went to their respective dealers to get their bikes serviced. By the end of the day, all motos were ready to roll.

Tuesday night we went out to The Mercury Cafe for dinner and some awesome dancing. Denver is full of fun and amazing dancers. The Denver scene rocks!

Day 11: Glenwood Springs

Total Miles: 200

We pushed through as much of Colorado as possible, and made it to Glenwood Springs, where we camped in what qualifies as the WORST campground EVER. Yes, it was on the Colorado River. Yes, the sound of rushing water was peaceful and calming. But those qualities were bashed to the ground by the sound of trains passing not 100 yards away and braking throughout the night and the fact that there were more than too many spaces smushed into one campground. We're looking forward to staying in a friend's house once we arrive in Denver. Plus, we're itching to dance.

Other updates: Zena's headlight is no longer working.
Dave's gas mileage is averaging around 30 miles/gallon.

Day 10 Moab : Take Two

Total Miles Driven: 60
Total Progress Made: 0

Dave poses next to the bike collection of our fabulous hosts.

We left Moab in an attempt to make it to Colorado, but around 30 miles out, Dave's bike lost power. He finally decided to give up on the bike, but as we had no confidence in its ability to make it to Denver, we returned to Moab to decide how to get rid of it.

That's when we caught Forrest, a mechanic staying in Moab for a year, walking out the door of a shop. He fixed Dave's oil leak, so we took him to dinner, when he invited us to stay at his place. Meeting with and staying with interesting people is always entertaining, so we happily accepted. We settled in, then went on a dessert run in his Jeep. On the way back, he offered to take us to Slick Rock, where we were expecting a cool, locally-prized view or formation. Instead, he took us rock crawling. Wow. He spent the summer giving rock-crawling tours in Hummers, so he gave us his Jeep version. The entrance to the recreation area is called The Spine, which is essentially a narrow, uneven path with steep drop-offs on eithe side. We then continued up and down impossibly steep rock. It was exhilerating and terrifying in an awesome way. It definitely made being stuck in Moab more than worth it.

Two Delicate Arches

Utah's most famous arch. Look closely.

Balanced Rock

Balanced Rock in The Arches National Park.

Dave's New Bike

Forrest demos Dave's replacement bike. Honda 50cc motorcross.

Pretty Lizard

Wildlife close-up in The Arches National Park.

Dave's Shadow

Along Highway 24 outside of Hanksville, the landscape was quite flat and desolute.

Day 9 Moab

Total Miles: 219
Time in the Saddle: 5 hours
Time Spent Chatting Roadside with Motoheads: 89 minutes

Dave picked up his bike from the Desert Doctor and we set off for the Arches National Park. After a quick lunch in the middle of nowhere, we stopped off to chat with Andy and Erin, and finally made it Moab, an off-roading hotspot a bit past the Arches, where we set up camp at an RV/camp park. At this point, it appears that Dave's bike is running like a charm, but we still want to give it a day or two to be sure. While we fill up, Kevin shows off winning helmet head.

Capitol Reef National Park, UT

Another one of Utah's gorgeous National Parks. Capitol Reef is filled with red rock sculptures and monuments carved by erosion. I don't understand why there weren't more people there?

Land Speed Record Holders

This was our 3rd chance encounter with Andy Sills and Erin Hunter in 5 days. These two are amazing motoheads. While we are focusing on slow, these two are racing around Nevada and Utah at 135mph on their sport bikes.

If we are motoslow, they are moto-really-really-fast.

NO really, Andy holds the world 100cc motorcycle streamliner record at 141mph (that's a small engine). It was done on the streamliner Nebulous Theorem IV built by Jack Costella.

Also, Andy and Erin hold the world two-up land speed record of 169 mph, riding a stock K 1200 S.

Both were accomplished at the famous Bonneville Salt Flats.

Le Moto Femme

Along Scenic By-Way 12 just past the town of Boulder, Zena proves that biker girls can be girlie.

Trade In

Kevin decide to bring this two wheeling moto slow thing to a whole new slower level. He traded in his 1970 BMW R50-5 for a 2002 Orchard Supply Hardware wheelbarrel.

Peaches Grow on Trees

Zena eats from a tree of life. It was a self pay, self pick orchard. They provide bags and a scale, post the cost per pound and trust people to drop the right amount of money in the metal box. Plus, the orchard was in the middle of a national park in a high desert climate. Overall, a bit surreal.

Panoramic of Hwy 12 view

We moto'd around the corner to be presented with this. Everyday we discover new things about America 

In All its Splendor

It kind of took our breath away, actually. Words and pictures just aren't enough.

Twin Towers

The clouds beyond was a good hint of what was to come.

Lone Tree

We also enjoyed the subtle beauty of the hike.

The Queen's Garden

A rock formation called Queen Victoria (not pictured ;) ), overlooks a collection of intricate Hoodoos. Personally, they remind me of the polyps in Ursula's garden (from The Little Mermaid).

The Hoodoos form as a result of the 200+/year freeze-thaw cycles in Bryce. As water freezes, it expands within cracks in the rocksl, breaking them apart to form individual spires. We were awed by this demonstration of Nature's artistic abilities.

Thor's Hammer

Many of the Hoodoos have names, like Thor's Hammer, on the left.

Hoodoo? We do!

Bryce Canyon's pinnacle-like formations are called "Hoodoos."

Didn't that happen in 1929?

This narrow section of the Navajo Trail, called Wall Street, is currently blocked by a recent rock fall. It's name? The Wall Street Crash.

Zena on the Novajo Trail

The naturally formed arches required some expert negotiating.

Moto Camping

Sunset Campground at Byrce Canyon National Park

Kevin & Moto in Bryce Canyon

DAVEEEEEEEEEE Wake Up!

I want to go see Byrce Canyon

Day 8 Escalante

Total Miles: 45
Total Hours Dave's Bike Spent at Mechanic: not yet determined

After a morning spent in Bryce Canyon, we zipped across a grand total of 45 miles. We had a lead from Hatch that a road bike mechanic lived in Escalante (Es-cul-ont, to the locals), so we stopped around 3 pm to have him try and fix Dave's ever-worsening mechanical issues.

Kevin and Zena set up camp while Dave watched and waited with Doctor Desert, very much the quintessential biker mechanic in his lair. Doc started up the bike around 10pm and decided a few additional adjustments needed to be done in the morning.

We won't truly know the final result until Dave rides a few hundred miles, but we're hoping Doc's throrough work-over will make the Lemon into lemonade.

Day 7 Wrap Up

Total Miles: 90
Trips to Mechanic: 1

We slept in this morning and got off to a late start. The drive out of Zion was spectacular and we kept a steady pace at an elevation around 7000 ft. until Dave realized one of his cylinders wasn't working. After a gas station stop and a quick check-in with a local mechanic, we headed to Bryce Canyon National Park, UT, where we set up camp and took a quick peek at the morning hike we have planned for tomorrow.

Do you Know Where We Are?

Neither do we. It's 3:45pm, Wed Aug 23rd. Dave's Moto has a inoperable cylinder so we are trying to jerry rig it until we get to the next town.

Big Skies of Utah

Life on the road. Any Complaints?

Moto Art

Kevin's shadow, Zena in the rear view, blue skies and billowy clouds

How Cute Are They?

Dave and Zena riding tandem through the Red Canyon Tunnel on Hwy 12 on the way to Bryce Cannyon National Park.

Day 6 Wrap Up

Total Miles Driven: 0
Total Miles Hiked: 16+
Total Hours of Wet Feet: 9

We arrived at our campsite around 8 pm after successfully completing the full Narrows hike, a 12-hour endeavor not including the hour ride to the trail head or the 45 minutes back. After having passed up Half Dome, we were happy to have made it through Zion's most notable hike. We were sore and exhausted, but we made the trek to the Cafe Sol for some dinner and a sorry attempt at posting. (The Narrows posts were done a day late.) Sleep came fast and easy.

The Narrows Ends

Dreaming of dry feet and solid ground.

Almost Done, the Tenth Hour

The water moved more quickly than we did. River walking is slow going.

The Light at the End of the Tunnel

Well, not quite the end of the tunnel...we still had about 4 hours left.

Big Springs

Zion's steep canyon walls are famous for hanging gardens.

Kevin being Kevin

Kevin samples some local vegetation.

Looking up

While making our way along a very unsteady path, we had to remind each other to look up.

A Zen moment.

The Point of No Return

This second stretch of narrows takes around 3 hours to navigate. Prior to this, high ground was often an option to avoid any flash floods. However, in this stretch there is no safe high ground. I decided to let Zena and Kevin go first.

If only my landscape architect were so good.

Dave and Zena squeeze through.

The First Narrows

The First Narrows was our introduction to the reason behind the hike's name. There was definitely no avoiding getting wet.

No-Toll Bridge

We kept our feet dry for awhile, though we never really expected to keep them that way.

Walking Sticks - Highly Recommended

Before we started, we all turned up our noses at the suggestion of using walking sticks. Kevin was the first to see the light. Dave soon followed suit and Zena finally caved in when the going got too tough without one.

The Narrows Begins

We left the trail head around 7:20 am, our earliest start on the trip so far, and enjoyed some early morning hiking. Can you name the shadows?

Day 5 Mount Zion

Total Mileage: 0
Time Crawled Out of Tent: 10:20

Today was a day of doing busy and exploring the park. Kevin mailed to New York some our excess stuff that we over packed. Dave wrenched on his bike. Zena bought permits and obtained information for tomorrow's big 16-mile hike. In the afternoon, Kevin went bouldering, Zena and Dave did a 5-mile hike, and we all concluded our day with, of course, blogging.

We all now feel like we are on vacation time. The last few days we were coming down off of the mad rush to get all packed up and get on the road. Now we are settling in to vacation mode: few responsibilities, deciding what to do each day as each day comes, wearing the same clothes multiple days in a row, river swims substituting for showers, living up to the "slow" part of this trip's title and a whole lot of country to explore...

The Narrows

Tomorrow we catch a 6:00am shuttle to the trailhead that will begin our 16 mile meandering journey through The Narrows. We will hike along and swim in the Virgin River that winds through a step canyon and exits The Narrows here pictured above. Does it look like there's a river in there? Heaps of photos to follow tomorrow....assuming our waterproof bags keep our cameras dry.

Dave and Zena on Angels Landing

Just in case you didn't believe we were there.

Looking out from Angels Landing

Angels Landing offered a spectacular perspective of the Virgin River and Zion's rock formations. The last push to reach the top was more than worth it.

The Ridge

The hike up to Angels Landing is a relatively strenuous 4.8-mile round-trip. "Strenuous schmenuous," we thought, until we hit the last half-mile of the ascent. The trail turned steep and narrow, with sheer drop-offs on both sides and a chain-link guide to the top...definitely not for those with a fear of heights.

Spread Eagling-it

Dave and I found a not-so-secret hide-away on our way up to Angels Landing.

Angels Landing

Half-way-up the Angels Landing hike, we're already enjoying the added elevation and the resulting view.

The Three Patriarchs

Abraham, Isaac and Jacob.

Mount Zion View

View from the valley.

Day 4 St. George, UT to Zion National Park, UT

Total Miles: 40

Departure Time: 3pm
Temperature: 103 Degrees
Helmet Law in Utah: Optional

It's was mellow day of riding. We actually spent 4 miles on the major freeway 15...yuck. Surprising that such a conservative state (considering the large population of LDS) has no helmut law. It's weird passing motorcyclists in t-shirts, shorts, flip flops and bare heads.

We spent the afternoon relaxin by the river. As you can see, Kevin was able to get enough momentum to slide along the surface...must have something to do with the high salinity.

Chillaxin' at the river.

The views at Zion are even more beautiful. We'll be spending at least one more full day here, if not two, in order to take advantage of the hiking and adventuring the park has to offer.

The buttes and rock formations on our way to Zion National Park became more breathtaking every mile.

103° in St. George Utah

Zena is drenching herself before our departure at the local waterfall in front of the Bank downtown. Wind will keep her cool & she'll be dry in only 30min.

Day 3: Tonopah, NV to Saint George, UT
Total Miles: 306.2
Number of Legs: 4
Total Bump Starts: 2

We left Tonopah early (around 11:30 am) and headed out to the straight and narrow highways of Nevada. At one point, we could see 17 miles of clear road ahead. Riding conditions were perfect and we were cruising at 60 mph. The heat and time in the saddle eventually got to us though and meant for a pretty exhausting day. We finally crashed at our motel around 11:30 pm, ready for a good night's sleep and a slower pace from here on. A re-routing of our tentative plans is in order...

For all you non-believers. Rachel, NV.

Kevin siphoned gas from his tank to feed to Dave's guzzler...twice.

Our favorite road so far was just after Tioga pass, with easy curves, lifts and drops. We hit it just before sunset, my favorite time to ride.

Jellyfish clouds on ET Highway, NV.

Escapees from the Mustang Ranch.

Dave and Zena try and contact nearby extraterrestrials.

Mid-Nevada

Dave with cows that were chillin on the road until we got closer. It's so unpopulated, why waste money on fencing off the highway.

Bone Chopper

We meet Bebos who is residing at the clown motel for a few weeks. He builds motos from bones he gathers from road kill. Check him out at bebosbones.com.

CLOWN MOTEL

Tonopha, NV. It was a bit surreal.

Zena out cold at Clown Motel

Motel pillows are too hard, so Dave's shoulder fills in.

Day 2 - End of Day Wrap up

We made it to Tonopah, Nevada. Total mileage today = 302. We went over Tioga pass & spent 2 hours in Tuolome Meadows, Yosemite Park. Dave and Zena went running & Kevin did some bouldering & went for a skinny dip in the creek. Now we are crashing at the Clown Motel. $40 gets us a none smoking double queen w/ 1970 something microwave, a minifridge that is barley colder than the room, running water & it still reeks of smoke. We've reached the middle america zone!

No internet connection, so photos will have to wait. This a cell phone update.

Day 2 / leg 1

We've made it to the foot hills of the sierra's. Yosemite is about 50 miles away. We've had to bump start Zena's moto twice already.

Let's do a MPG status check:
Dave 24 mpg
Zena 65 mpg
Kevin 56 mpg

yes it's gonna cost Dave more than twice as much to go X-country. He might have to work nights.

Tioga Pass

We enjoyed breathtaking views of Yosemite and waved to Half Dome.

Day 1 - Thursday August 17th

It’s are first day of riding and we already hit double digits at 89 miles. Wow, we rode all the way from Redwood City California to Modesto CA via back roads. Zena’s Ascot is still having starter motor troubles. It sporadically fails. Dave’s 750four is leaking from brake fluid and has a vacuum problem that is fouling the spark plug on his number one cylinder. Kevin’s R50 /5 is the oldest bike of the lot (36 years old) and is running like a dream. We are sweating in our riding suits, and all three of us still feel a bit stressed from our pre-trip preparations.

Yes, we finished Day 1 (well, technically Day 2) after only 90 miles, but I was happy for more time to say goodbye to my mom (Mommers) and sister (Abbers).

Moto blood runs in the family. Z's Grandmommers checks out her bike and takes it for a spin.

Gail at Mission Motorcycles came through and fixed Zena's starter problems at the last minute...at least we hope.

This is my newly purchased 1976 Honda cb750 four super sport. Many 50ish year-old guys have already informed me that this was the original production sport bike made. And that they miss the ones they used to have. This super sport will take me coast to coast. Being that I get only 26 miles to the gallon, I have been throwing around "The Guzzler," "SUM" (sport utility motorcycle) as nicknames. Nothing like getting about 26 mpg on a cross-country road trip. It is not in top mechanical shape, but I'm trying to change that as the trip progresses.
She's equipped with a lockable Italian made Givi top case, waterproof Ortlieb saddlebacks, and a small tank bag. I replaced the stock handle bars with tighter straight ones and added an accessory port (the cigarette lighter thing found in cars) for charging electronics and to plug in my heated vest. For armour I wear BMW Santiago pants, Savanna Jacket, Transition boots, and back protecter. A flip-up Nolan helmet and Held gloves.

I'm traveling to New York City on my first bike, a 1984 Honda Ascot VT500FT. A Givi top case, a tank bag and a messenger bag hold everything I thought I'd need and I've kept it streamlined by avoiding saddle bags. And yes, I fit perfectly in that gap.
Despite a touchy starter that refuses to work every so often, my bike runs fantastically well. Low and slow is our trip MO and I'm looking forward to warm weather, open roads and a relaxing, low-stress adventure.

Kevin has changed to a 1970 BMW R50 /5, it's August 2006, it's 3,000 miles to NYC from SF, CA, and he's got 30 days to do it. What's the rush? It's a setup for a moto slow venture across middle america on backroads. No fairings, no hard bags, no fancyness, just an old slow beast of a machine and the open road.

Here's the first Group Shot of the MotoSlow 3. From left to right:
Dave - 1976 Honda 750 four
Zena - 1984 Honda Ascot 500cc
Kevin - 1970 BMW R50 /5 (500 cc)
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