PERIMETER RUN - A TRIP AROUND THE EDGE OF THE UNITED STATES

ONE RIDER
ONE MOTORCYCLE.
ONE TRAILER.
ONE TRIP.
ONE LIFETIME.
ONE CHANCE

WELCOME TO THE RIDE OF A LIFETIME. MAY YOU ENJOY THE TRIP, TOO.

WITH SPECIAL THANKS TO BRIAN, LAUREN, MARIE, ADAM, MARIEL AND THE BOARD OF DIRECTORS AND MEMBERS OF THE 1ST MICHIGAN COLONIAL FIFE AND DRUM CORPS FOR THE CHANCE TO CHASE ONE MORE DREAM. 

HANTA YO - "CLEAR THE WAY"

 

JUNE 15 - RAIN AGAIN, FOR A WHILE

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This entry was posted on 6/15/2006 8:52 PM and is filed under JUNE 15.


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1-800-527-6266
"IN MEMORY OF MARY LOGSDON" - IN NOTE SECTION OF CHECK

JUNE 15, 2006 - RAIN AGAIN - FOR AWHILE

I awoke to rain, again. It took a bit to get all geared up, with the Ziploc bags and all. I have managed to make a real good rain suit out of eight of the real large Ziploc bags and some duct tape. If I can get my waiter to zip it shut when I get it on, I will have about 45 minutes of good breathing before the boiled eggs from last night, blow my helmet off.

I made my usual call to Dick Purtan, but they needed to reschedule my report for tomorrow, June 16, at approximately 8:20 AM. I am now in Connecticut, on my way through New York (again) and New Jersey. I might even be able to make it to Atlantic City by tonight.

I wonder if they take credit cards at the casinos in Atlantic City. I will stop at a HD dealer for an oil change, even though it will have only been about 3,000 miles since the last one.

It is now 4:15 PM. I just came across Manhattan Island via the George Washington Bridge. That simple sentence (read it again for reference) took you less than a second to read. The act of driving south across Manhattan took two hours and forty five minutes. In that amount of time, I went 9 miles. There seems to be an entrance every two hundred yards. New York drivers do NOT use turn signals. This means that any driver must be aware of, and be able to anticipate the unspoken wishes of any other driver in any lane, at any time. Failure to not keep up with this law means it is YOUR fault that YOU didn't know that the guy in the lane next to you, wished to change into YOUR lane. I have at least one new name, and possibly more. I bet none of them are very flattering.

 

Anyway, I am through the bottle neck of getting across Manhattan. Was it really bought for only 24 dollars worth of beads???? I wonder who got the bargain on that little purchase??

After I get my wits back about me, I will be off again, and headed south - ever south.

As of this time 9:23 PM I have been able to get the oil changed on the bike at Harley Davidson of Long Branch, New Jersey. The Service Manager, Mark Larson, got me in and out in record time The staff also recommended a good place for spaghetti and meat sauce, so off to ZACHARY'S I went. It was worth going. Dinner was very good, and I had a cute little 1 year old at the table next to me.

Mariel, the cutest grand daughter ever born in human history, was prettier. I didn't tell Mom that, though. She looked like she could have killed me. So, I kept that to myself.

I am sitting in a motel room tonight that really defies description. I mean, really. I don't think this place charges by the hour, but I might just sleep in my clothes tonight. Guess what the name of this place is:

I am not kidding about this:

MOTEL
Uh huh, that's it. I actually went and checked the sign out front - again - so that I could report correctly. That is the name. Pure and simple. WHOO HOOO.  Here's a quick course in driver recognition out here.

In New Hampshire, the OFFICIAL State Signs read as follows:

DRIVE GENTLY IT'S THE NEW HAMPSHIRE WAY
I used the term Maineiacs before. Enough said.

In New York, as I mentioned before, you need to be a psychic to drive with any kind of security. In New Jersey, you blow your horn. You blow your horn for no reason or for any reason. I might have that figured out by the time I hit Deleware.


Watching the clouds today was an interesting past-time when I wasn't trying to stay alive in the traffic around New York City. You could tell it was the remnants of the tropical storm, but they were very picturesque. I didn't shoot any photos at all today because of the stress of getting through N.Y. But, speaking of pictures. Some computers are unable to display the pix that come via the email. When that happens, go directly to the website. They should be visible there. If you are trying to "catch up" on previous postings, you can view them by clicking on the highlighted calendar pages that are shown on the right of the screen. I hope that helps you folks out. Let me know about that. Tomorrow, I head for Atlantic City on the Jersey coast.


 

 

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    • 6/16/2006 7:54 AM Dave Hill wrote:
      Mark - This past weekend here in Imlay City we had a Relay For Life event that raised over $70,000 for the American Cancer Society. As I walked the track with folks I talked about a friend who was on a ride around the states in an effort to raise cancer awareness. During the evening laps I thought often about your efforts, Mary and my brother Dick and all who lost there fight with cancer. Thanks for what you are doing - you have the thoughts and prayers of the Hill family riding along with you.

      Ride safe and next stop buy a BIGGER HORN - everywhere on the east coast they seem to use their horns instead of their brains.
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    • 6/16/2006 8:20 AM Patti wrote:
      Hiya cousin,
      I was right there with you on that trip through Manhattan. I have to tell you that Graham, my husband who couldn't care less if we ever went back to NYC, LOVED the traffic. He took it as his own personal challenge to become as much like a NY'er as he possibly could. The evil-persona traffic-man emerged! The more people created their own lanes where there were none, the more he did. The more they changed lanes, the more he did... You get the picture. I had no fingernails left and my knuckles were permanently white for months after.

      Anyway, I got such a chuckle out of the image of you wrapped in miscellaneous duct-taped-together Ziploc extra-large bags and then downright fell on the floor laughing at the image of the BIG TOOT sending your helmet skyward!!! Thanks for the chuckles!!!
      Ride safe and know that my love is with you! Cousin Patti
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    • 6/16/2006 9:23 AM Carolyn wrote:
      Hi Mark,
      It's fun hearing about how it's going-the east coast is really something. Can't be any worse than driving thru Boston! Be safe and God Bless
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    • 6/16/2006 11:06 PM Dennis wrote:
      Well hey Mark - while you were having fun in NY, i was having fun with traffic in Chicago. I was there to watch the Madonna's drummer - he is almost as good as you.

      Your trip sounds like a blast! Best wishes and Godspeed to you.

      Take care!
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