Lots of interstate, yesterday. 500 miles of it. Eric likes the stuff. I can see it's charm. Hundreds of Iron-butt riders swear by it. It's just not my thing. I need to get out into some twisty roads soon. 4 days in, and we've spent half a day off the slab.
Speaking of which, my rear tire is totally flattening off. If we do more interstate today, I might try to buy new tires in Nashville. I get 5-6000 miles out of a rear tire. Yesterday was 10% of the life of this one. All on flat roads.
The bullets:
- They don't care about Cuban cigars at the border. But we saw some old people get arrested. A couple, hauled across the booths in cuffs.
- Highway alligators all OVER the place. Tons of them. Which doesn't surprise me. If you think 18-wheels are a lot, they have 24 and 32 wheelers up in Canada.
- Ever see a vulture trying to take off from a piece of roadkill, and think it won't make it off the ground in time and become roadkill itself? But they always seem to make it? Well I saw one that didn't. That was a first.
- We saw a fifth wheel camper that cam unhooked from it's car. smashed the hell out of the camper, mess on the interstate. Must have been quite a ride for that driver.
- 43 mpg all day for both of us. Best I've ever seen on my bike. 3 separate fill-ups yesterday.
- Downtown Detroit looked cool from I-75S.
-RP
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