For me on this trip...A lot!
If you have ever been on a motorcycle trip you know that and accept that something will go wrong.
Usually it’s a minor thing like breaking your sunglasses or forgetting clean socks.
Sometimes all the minor stuff can happen in one trip!
It all started Friday night as I was chasing thunder storms up in Iowa (never caught them but sure came close) but just west of Des Moines I felt a jerk on the bike and noticed that I had tore a strap off with my rear wheel. Nothing a bungee can’t fix so all was good.
While checking in to hotel I felt something crawling on my stomach only to find out (quite painfully) that I had picked up a bee!
Keep in mind it has been at least 20 years since I have been stung by a bee and I really thought it may kill me. As you can see I am still good and a few drinks made it all better.
Flash forward to the last day on the road and killing a swath of bugs that would make the Orkin man feel bad.
I look down to check my fuel switch and feel this cold blob hit my forehead.
Thinking it was a damn big bug I glance in my mirror to see the largest splat of bird poop right smack dab in the middle of my head, and on my glasses, and on my vest, and even on my bike!
This was a hit!
In hind sight I should have taken a picture but all I wanted to do at this point was to get this get crap off my head a throw up.
After a few swipes I got most of it and fought back the urge to vomit.
After a few more miles I thought about what had happened and just how lucky I was to be checking my fuel switch or I would have gotten a mouth full.
Even with all the little issues I had a blast and got to see my whole family so I would call it a win and next year I think I will take the bagger!
Till next time!