The TransAmerica Trail Does Me
Thanks to TransAmerica Trail‘s Sam Correro for alerting me to this fabulous misadventure by Cantrma, who posted a 5-page ride report on Adventure Rider forum that had me riveted to my monitor from start to finish. Here’s an excerpt:
Situation: Cold and wet and tired and hungry. Bike is upside down in ditch. Right hard bag is not longer quick disconnect due to mount breaking off in spill a week or so ago when I hurt my foot. I not only don’t know where but even if the trail comes out and there’s no getting back up that hill. The bike has four vital fluids, all required to leave: gas, oil, coolant, and battery acid. Loose much of any one of them, not unheard of when upside down, and I’m limping out. I haven’t seen anyone since a logging crew a mile across the valley and that was 15 miles ago (for the record I didn’t see anyone for an hour after either). I’m alone…
Favorite quote: Traveling alone. I lived through the bad and a partner would have ruined the rest.
Clear a couple of hours and read the rest.
