8.18.2014

Old Iron Run: Day 1, Afternoon/Evening

A man of many companions may come to ruin, but there is a friend who sticks closer than a brother. Proverbs 18:24 NIV

Affliction due to a nasty sinus cold is akin to climbing out of a slick, muddy hole. Dealing with that sinus cold was no fun, however, when rain dumped on us, I really was having a crappy time, especially when my loud cough would rattle loudly between my visor and face. Wyatt and I slogged through the semi flooded streets of eastern Youngstown. My humor was intact and I continued to laugh like a lunatic as the steam from Ole Girl enveloped me every time we had to stop. Thankfully, the rain seemed to slow down as we navigated west through the gray rusted city. Our steeds made their way up and onto the concrete super-slab that was Interstate 80. Our 72 mph speed transported us further into the dry sunshine that became brighter and warmer!

Wyatt and I were making excellent time-just about tank-to-tank. For awhile Wyatt had two extra freedom riders trying to keep up with us; they looked comical on their machines due to their seating position, which looked as though they were in a doctors office for some type of exam...
...and there was this free spirit...
...a true biker! Note medal! Wyatt suggested that we stop in Sturgis...
...Sturgis, Michigan! Wyatt earned additional points on his evaluation when he suggested that we stop at Maria's for dinner!
!Muy bien! Maria's would be the first of three excellent Mexican restaurants that I would enjoy on this run. Since we elected to visit Sturgis, we would stay off the super-slab and utilize US 12- an excellent choice! A pleasant stretch of Southern Michigan was absorbed by our senses! Our after dinner excitement consisted of a high-speed chase that passed us. The scene was very similar to the "Night Rider" scene in "Mad Max", however, the chasee was riding hell-bent-for-leather on a Harley and a Michigan Highway Patrol car took the place of the MFP unit. The rider had a crazy look but he gave us 'the wave' as he roared by...unfortunate that the batteries in my camera died...Here is a west bound shot of US 12...
Our KOA was located and the friendly owner got us situated in our cabin. Sleep arrived soon enough. I kept telling Wyatt that tomorrow we would Enter The Dragon on the road to Milwaukee...

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