November 6th (dia treinta y seite) - Back home!!!
Sorry to disappoint all of those that had bet on my demise, but we have at last made it back home safely, and on time!
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Sorry to disappoint all of those that had bet on my demise, but we have at last made it back home safely, and on time!
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Hoping for a quick and easy ride to Toronto (seven hours) we were sadly disappointed as we were hit with torrents of rain, shards of ice and freezing cold winds. Welcome back to Canada!
Continue reading "November 5th (dia treinta y seis) - Back with family in Toronto" »
Another day of hard riding, long into the night...
Continue reading "November 4th(dia treinta y cinco) - Arrived in Michigan" »
Riding the interstates of the United States has become a dull boring ride as we press with all speed north, hoping to stay out of the night and the cold...
Continue reading "November 3rd (dia treinta y cuatro) - Our run to Memphis" »
Despite my feelings about some of the poorly designed aspects of my bike, I cannot say that the BMW service is anything but exceptional! Taken in once again, my family at BMW has quickly jumped to the rescue, instant service to a traveller in distress.
With a new ticking noise coming from my engine, I begin to question whether my camchain needs tightening, a job which I cannot do and will take a BMW technician at least four hours, if the chain itself is not worn past repair.
Mihai is not doing much better as his bikes chain is about to come off completely, with every single part of it kinked and even lube isn't helping much anymore. These bikes deserve medals for what we have put them through, and despite my problems with my bike in the past, I can confirm that BMW does make a very strong bike!
WIth my arm bent at an awkward angle, clothed with three tshirts and a wooly shirt overneath, two pairs of socks and underwear, and all my riding gear, I am still freezing cold on the highway on our way back to Houston. With seven hundred and fifty miles of highway to go, we race for our goal.
Continue reading "November 1st (dia treinta y dos) - Back in Houston!" »
Eating breakfast early this morning, we debated about what day it was, and what time... Unsure of what time zone we were in, we at last realized it was monday as students passed by the restaurant in uniforms.
With one week until I had to be back at work, and an entire continent to pass, we didn't waste time and in the freezing cold, left Creel.
Continue reading "October 31st (dia treinta y uno) - Goodbye Mexico..." »
Batopilas to Creel was a joke in comparison. Saying goodbye over breakfast to our new friends, we headed out of town early.
Continue reading "October 30th (dia treinta) - Through the canyon to Creel" »