How Travelling on the Bikes Happened

We decided to take a holiday. I was new at riding a motorcycle but we loaded up our bikes in a trailer along with lots of coolers and food (it was going to be a cheap holiday). We were trekking along down the interstate when we got into West Virginia. We started up a large hill and clunk. The truck would go no further. Road help arrived and called a tow truck. It towed our truck and trailer to a transmission shop. Being just before a long weekend getting it fixed immediately was out of the question. NO problem, we surmised. Unload bikes, pack up gear and drive on to our vacation in Tenessee, leaving truck and trailer for the return trip. A grand idea indeed!! I had never ridden on an interstate, let alone rode 70 miles per hour. A scary adventure. But we made it to our room that night and spent the next week riding around. It was slow, full of odd adventures for a new rider but nothing bad happened, and the roads in the area are beautiful. As the week wore on, I rode and rode more, getting more and more comfortable. Sadly we packed up, and rode back to pick up the truck at the end of the week. Loaded the bikes back up and headed home.

The truck and trailer were quite obviously not necessary and therefore the following year we set out with the bikes alone. No truck, no safety net for bad weather, no room for shopping excursions at NASCAR trailers or Walmart stores. Just bikes, what you could carry, and raingear. AND it worked!! I guess, the rest they say is history. We have not looked back, only forward. We have found better ways to pack, learned the importance of good raingear, and are always striving to find new tricks to improve our riding experience. And now, we are quite often .... gone riding.