Sunday, T -1 Days

Here it is, the Sunday afternoon before the big day. All the planning and preparation that has lead up to now, the anticipation, and ... for now anyway ... the relative calm as I know I've completed the check-in process and have been officially entered.

Yesterday was a hectic day, between getting out for tech inspection, then the odometer check, then the misc other checks and tests. We had two required training sessions to attend as well. Retired Navy Surgeon General Don Arthur was on hand to give his fatigue awareness seminar, one of my favorites, on how to recognize signs of fatigue and dehydration and how to deal with them quickly. He added a portion since the last time I saw it on the medical reasonings why "energy supplements" are bad for the LD rider.

With the only thing this morning being the interview with Ira Agins to verify that all my paperwork was in order, I got in line early and got that knocked out before breakfast.

The biggest new news from yesterday came when all riders were asked (strongly) to put away the blogging and twitter updates once the ride started, until after the ride finishes. There are several reasons for this, all of them valid and reasonable IMO, so once the ride starts at 10am Monday morning my Facebook and blog will be silent until the end of the rally. I will still be taking notes and plan to do a full write up after the event, which is not in conflict with the instructions we were given. The SPOT will still be tracking, and Cass or others who talk to me at the various checkpoints can post up that the saw me and what not, but otherwise updates will not be as frequent as I had originally planned.

We have our mandatory riders meeting here at the hotel at 2pm, followed by dinner at 5:30. It is after the dinner that we anticipate getting the rally packs for leg 1 and for the route planning to begin. The bike is fueled, GPSs and laptop are in the hotel room ready to start plotting, and the anticipation begins to build.

Thursday, T-4 days

More riders showed up, but still probably half the field left to show up on Friday.

The parking garage had a buzz to it, with some riders heading off for final service appointments before the start, while others were doing their own service down in the garage. Some, like me, were working out last minute problems that had cropped up, with various degrees of invasiveness (if that's even a word). For me, I pulled off my windscreen to tighten a GPS mount that had loosened on the way out, and to apply dielectric grease on exposed connections into the GPS units to try and seal out moisture in case that was the cause of my intermittent XM problem Wednesday. At least one other rider had his bike pretty well stripped down while tracing down an intercom issue. Another was figuring out how to plumb in his aux fuel tank.

For what is a grueling competition that's about to start, everyone is incredibly friendly. When I mentioned that I needed to run to the store for dielectric, I had no less than 3 offers to use tubes other people had with them, while several others went checking their kits to see if they brought theirs. Others are offering help fighting the intercom gremlins, or doing last minute computer tune-ups on the routing software.


I got to talk with Davo for a pretty good bit a couple of times throughout the day. Davo has flown up to the US from Australia to participate in the IBR. Since the IBR isn't hard enough apparently, Davo knocked out an IBA Coast-to-Coast Gold ... riding from the Pacific coast in Portland OR to the Atlantic coast in Charleston, 2900 miles, in just under 47 hours. And he looked like he could do it again before the start if things got a little slow around Spartanburg. The kind of details one who seldom leaves North America would think of ... Davo showed me the double white stripes he has taped to his windscreen, to remind him which side of the road to ride on. I'm more worried that suburban law enforcement isn't going to recognize that Australian license plate on the back of his bike, but Davo says he was only stalked by a LEO once while his plate was run.



And then there's my favorite "hopeless" rider, Alex. I met Alex in LA on the Pinks RTE last November. The RTE took place the day he got back stateside from his deployment in Afghanistan. Alex is riding a 1976 Suzuki RE-5 ... one of two he bought while deployed overseas. At the very last minute, his "donor" bike became his primary ride, so he's frantically working in the garage to get things set up. This bike is a constant reminder of how far motorcycle technology has progressed over 32 years. This bike is crazy hot. This bike provides almost no electrical power for accessories. This bike has terribly brakes in the rain. All that, Alex will demonstrate some real fortitude when he lands that bike at the finish in Spokane.


I didn't get pictures from dinner, but a group of us fell in line between Terry and Lynda Lahman's direction for a pretty good Shrimp and Grits dinner at a local jazz club. I've never been a fan of grits, but these were really pretty good. Throw some great creole sauce on top, along with a flash friend shrimp and a touch of sausage, it definitely hit the spot.

Looking forward to another "stree-free" day before the real fun starts. Will have more pictures on smugmug hopefully by the end of the day.

At The Start

Well, I arrived in Spartanburg just before 5pm local time.

The ride has shown me that I'm going to be hurting, at least getting started. My lack of any prep rides has got my tolerance down. Yesterday was just under 500 miles, today was just over. Getting off the bike for bonus stops will probably help me more than I had thought before.

It looked like there were about 12 bikes in the garage when I pulled in. Most were covered up, so I didn't get any pictures yet. We'll see if more people are out and about tomorrow.

Only two problems with the bike as I got my ride into Spartanburg knocked out. For some reason, my cell phone voice quality is terrible ... I can hear fine, but my voice is coming out garbled. The frustrating thing is that this tested fine before I left. I'll do some testing tomorrow to see if it's a phone issue, a coverage issue, or something new that's come up with the intercom. This issue came up before I hit any rain. The second problem came up when I stopped for gas after the first good strong rain. The 378 started complaining that it couldn't communicate with the XM antenna, but a power reset fixed it temporarily. I'll do more investigation on that tomorrow as well.

There's nothing officially scheduled until Saturday morning at 9am, so I've got two days to work out these things, rest up, and hopefully meet some of the other riders. With the bikes parked down in the garage, I've at least got an easy place to work on things ... and it's not as hot as my garage at home.

Almost There ...

One more day of work, then it will be 3 weeks of nothing but bike.

New tires were mounted up earlier this week, with the old rubber stored away for after I return. Going with harder tires for longer life during the rally, but still had a good bit of life left in the old Michelins.

The bike is back together, lights aimed, electronics wired. This weekend I start packing the bike with my normal multi-day rally load ... the one exception being the spare final drive assembly I'll be carrying to hopefully lower my likelihood of needing it at all. The bike will be ready to roll out of the garage Sunday, even though I don't start heading out for South Carolina until Tuesday.

One more systems check, then it will be go time.