So I just got back from picking up my Wee in Salt Lake. It was such a wild ride I thought I'd share it.
The plan was to drive (from Colorado) to Salt Lake and throw the bike in the back the truck. The weather has been way too sketchy around here and it was supposed to rain all weekend anyway. Also, I had pretty much zero interstate/highway experience so it seemed like the safest bet.
Saturday morning, getting ready to head out, the fuel pump on the truck goes out. No back up truck so we have to drive a car and commit to riding it back. Not the best, but should be fine. We get to Salt Lake and this ominous sky is rolling in and showing no signs of leaving. Leave the next morning around 7:30 or 8 and my father-in-law was taking the first shift. Went the back way to catch U.S. 40 and it ends up being about 30 degrees and snowing near Park City. Both of us were underprepared for the cold in terms of gloves, everything else was good though. We switched out at the top of the pass and I suffered for a little bit.
The ride improved until we got to Rangely, CO where the wind was just ridiculous. There were 30 - 40 mph gusts (crosswinds) for the entire second half of the ride :jawdrop:. We would have stopped for the night but there is NO WHERE to stay in these parts of the state. We just took our time, pulled the caribou cases off, and hoped for the best. 11 hours later, we rolled into the drive.
I drove a little over the half the time, and it was a pretty eye-opening ride. The Wee did fantastic the entire time, and I was incredibly impressed with it. When it wasn't snowing or blowing, I was loving the ride. I'll try to post some pics of my new ride soon. Everyone enjoy Memorial Day tomorrow and ride safe.
Cheers,