I was still undecided about Road America last night. Woke up around 6:30 and figured the weather might hold. I had planned to meet two friends in Milwaukee for the ride to Plymouth.
Get to Milwaukee - 9:30
One of them was 45 minutes late right off the bat - 10:15
Get 15-20 miles north of Milwaukee when I notice that we've lost one - 10:30
Turn back, find him 2 miles back, start chasing an electrical fault because there's no power anywhere to the front of the bike (tools consist of one screwdriver and a bent-keyring for a jumper)
Determine there's a large fault somewhere in the harness that I can't diagnose without a meter - 11:30
One goes back for a trailer - gets back to us at 12:30 - notice he didn't bring his bike to complete the trip.
He decided that it had started to look like rain and decided that he didn't want to go after all. WTF!
So, I'm stuck by myself....
It's no fun to go by yourself. I was so pissed off that I decided to head home and try to salvage my day somehow.
Making good time all the way down to O'hare...until the shitstorm hits.
Unbelievable....the heavy wind was enough, but then it started to pour buckets. I had to stop on the side of the road it got so bad - set my boot down and was ankle deep in water. Saw the overpass a mile down the road and pulled under it along with 4-5 other cars and another biker.
On the plus side...
- I always avoided riding in the rain but now I'm battle hardened - I was driving past a lot of parked cars before I stopped - no fear of that anymore
- I need to find some more dependable people to ride with. I'm kinda pissed that I wasted half a day just to turn around and ride back home.
- My new 7 megapixel Canon is currently drying out - I hope it'll be ok