Steffan Fay's Ride Report

The MN2K was my first endurance event.  I came away from it with a long list
of do's and don'ts for myself for next time
1) Do remember to fill up with gas right before the start.  Somehow I spaced
this one, so, 60 miles after the start I was looking for gas, after having
left with less than a half tank. Doh!
 
2) Don't get too caught up in the moment.  Somewhere in western Wisconsin,
on I-94, a Gold Wing and K Bike blew by me like I was standing still.  The
gauntlet had been dropped so I kept up with them for a few miles as we
threaded through traffic.  I hadn't ridden like that in a long time, maybe
10 years, and it was fun.  Too much fun.  With gas getting a little low, I
started paying attention to the exit signs.  My route called for me exiting
the highway at Menomonie, and skirting across the top of Eau Claire, heading
for Alaska, WI.  I was already at the eastern Eau Claire exit at this point,
way past Menomonie.
 
3) Do have some fun, though.  I nailed Alaska started heading south along
the western side of Lake Michigan.  The breeze off the water was cool and
the sun was shining.  Things were getting better, and I was getting
complacent, which brings us to the next don't.
 
4) Don't run out of gas.  I knew I could get 15, maybe 20 miles into my
reserve, so when the reserve light came on at 180 miles I decided to push it
to 200.  200 rolled around as I was passing the exit for a gas station.
Some time after that, maybe a whole 20 seconds later, the bike stumbled.  I
was merging onto the Illinois turnpike and coming up on the tollbooths - I
made the last mile to the booth by rocking the bike and driving 30 on the
shoulder.  I stopped there and talked to the tollbooth operators.  They
called a trooper.  I'm thinking great, now I will wait 2 hours then a
trooper will show up with an attitude and ask what the hell I expect him to
do for me, then write me a ticket for running out of gas.  Imagine my
surprise then, when a tow truck showed up with 2 gallons of gas for me - he
had been called by the trooper.  Cool.  I got gassed up, got my receipt (2.0
gallons, $50 - maybe the most expensive gas purchased by anyone in the
rally).  The whole thing took about 45 minutes.  It could have been much
worse.
 
After skirting Chi-town on I-294 I had an early dinner at El Famousa in
Summit, IL, picking up my second bonus locale and taking care of my hunger
at the same time.  After that I hunkered down for the long ride to Ohiopyle
in southwest PA.  I figured I would just need to get as close as possible,
since the bonus did not open till 10:00 the next morning.  By 3:00 am I was
running down the Pennsylvania Turnpike, closing in on Pittsburgh.  It was
getting cold, and this time I had done something right.
 
5) Do bring your electric vest.  I don't know how I ever lived without it.
In fact I worship it as a god.  I wish I could have kept it plugged into the
bike while I faked two hours of sleep on a park bench out back of a rest
area on I-76.  There were absolutely no motel rooms left.  Which brings me
to my next two:
 
6) Do bring some kind of sleeping bag, or at least remember that you have an
emergency space blanket in your kit, and use the damn thing, rather than
shivering and waking up every 10 minutes, and
 
7) Don't be shy about asking rest area restaurant staff if you can crash in
there for 4 hours.  I should have done that, it would he been much more
restful.  What do they care anyway - the place was empty at 4:00 am when I
got my receipt for my curly fries, documenting the start of my layover.  At
8:03 I bought gas and was out of there for a very pleasant and leisurely
ride to the Ohiopyle/Fallingwater bonus.  I got there at 9:15 and was
surprised to find the place open already.  In the parking lot I ran into
fellow MN2Ker Aaron Neal.  We waited at the place until 10:01 before we took
the pictures, since the sheet called for being there after 10, and we didn't
want to loose big points on a technicality.
 
8) Do be prepared to change your plans en route.  I was planning to blast
straight up to Cleveland OH, maybe catch Marblehead OH, and hit Hell, MI
before it got dark.  Aaron didn't think that would be possible, and he was
going to Bradford, PA, which was worth more, anyway.  We looked at the map
and the road up to Bradford looked easy to follow, was two lane, and nice
and wiggly.  The ride to Bradford was awesome.  Good weather, good roads, a
new riding buddy and lots  of Sunday morning Harley riders to humiliate.
Life was good.
 
9) Do bring a spare speedometer cable.  After the Zippo factory bonus in
Bradford we rode through the western end of the southern tier of NY, and
started heading for home.  By the time we hit Jamestown, NY, Aaron's
speedometer cable had broken.  He was tired and almost relieved that he did
not have to collect any more bonus points.  There was no way we were going
to find a spare on Sunday evening.  He still wanted to ride together for a
while though, so we lit out for Cleveland, and the Rock and Roll Hall of
Fame.
 
10) Don't count on running with the big dogs unless you have extra gas.
Aaron and I ran into Lori Schmidt and Brent Bruns at the Cleveland bonus. We
chatted for a minute, and Aaron left to find a motel room.  In contrast to
the relatively laid back, fun attitude that Aaron had about the rally, Lori
and Brent were serious and methodical.  Both in the expert class, they were
running all the usual kit - lights, extra gas, radar, etc.  It's a great
testament to this type of event that all participants can have fun with it
in whatever way they want.  I wanted to ride with them since we were all
headed to bonuses in Illinois, but I had maybe 50 miles or gas left, and
they would not be stopping for at least 150.  I made a mental note to get a
fuel cell by next year.
 
11) Do stop if the weather really, really sucks.  I ran into Lori and Brent
again at the Illinois state line, at which point we all needed gas.  After
that, the next bonus was within range for all of us, so I was able to stick
with them.  Good thing too, since the sky opened up and drenched us as we
made our way through south Chicago.  After deciding that hydroplaning, next
to Sunday night drunk drivers who are also hydroplaning, when its impossible
to see where you are going and you haven't slept in two days, is a bad idea,
we stopped.  The motel and shower were just what we all needed, and everyone
felt refreshed after 4 hours.  My receipts were dated exactly 4:00:09 apart,
and the rain had stopped.
 
12) And finally.. Do consider a GPS unit and radar, neither of which I had.
I swung by Baraboo, WI for my last bonus stop on the final leg home, some
time after Tomah, WI, I realized that the mile markers that I had assumed
were numbered from the I-94 MN border, where numbered from the I-90 border.
I was not watching the map since I had the rain cover on the tank bag.  I
had about 80 miles more to go than I had thought.  I simultaneously cursed
my stupid self did a mental calculation of my required average speed.  It
didn't sound good - 70 or so - If I hit traffic or construction I would be
screwed.  What really sucked is that I thought I had tons of time, and had
been cruising just above the limit since Madison - no sense in getting a
ticket if you are not in a hurry, I thought.  Well all of that was out of
the window now, and I risked my license by cranking it up, and using
speeding cage drivers as radar shields. The final insult was that the
Hiawatha avenue exit that I thought might have been off I-94 is off I-35, so
I experienced several exciting minutes on Lake St.  The clock on my bike
said I had about 30 seconds left before incurring time penalties as I sat at
the light on 32nd.  I could see Trackstar right there, across the street,
and the damn light took forever, of course.  Fortunately, I had not synched
my bike clock to rally time, and it was a bit fast.  I made it with three
minutes to spare and finished second in standard class.  And I had a great
time riding - it doesn't get much better than that.
 
Anyway, thanks to Eddy, Adam, and everyone else who helped make the rally a
success.  Fuel Safe, Garmin, SAEng, and PIAA should be grateful to you too,
given all the money I will probably spend with them this winter. See you all
next year.

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