but then I don't listen to anything except the purr of the Trusty Triumph. I am packed out - will be tossing stuff all along the way, by the time I get to Chicago I should be fighting weight, my father's travel advice was half as many clothes, and twice as much film. Digital camera in pocket forget the film, still too many clothes.
Mileage reads 17736.7 miles and I leave at 8 AM PDST, heading East, going East. Time to put the boots on, chaps (?) Father's Day gift from wife, and leather jacket, gloves, sunglasses (???), and helmet. Bye, on my way to visit my mother and lots of folks in fly over country.
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