Friday we said our good byes and headed out. Our path took us back into the park, and we stopped at Old Faithful for lunch.
Yellowstone sign.1 by
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Old Fiathful by
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We spent one more night in Jackson, and headed out the next day. The Motorcycle Gods were good to us and kept the temps cool and even all through Nevada. The only problem we had was with my bike, when the splines on shifter lever finally gave out, and I was left with a loose shifter. A short hour later we managed to align the few remaining splines and I was on the road again.
Breakdown by
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By the time we made it to Reno, the temps had climbed back into the upper 80s.
Reno by
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Our final night on the road was spent in Boom Town on the California / Nevada border. We treated ourselves to the Lobster Buffet. Alan ate 4 lobsters, John and I had 3 each, along with oysters and shrimps.
Lobster! by
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By 3:30PM Monday I was home and my filthy bug covered bike was in the garage. Two hours later the thunder and rain came. Talk about perfect timing!
Even though the group was smaller than anticipated, a fun time was had by all. Although we could smell the smoke from the Montana fires, we were never inconvenienced. We never hit any rain, or heavy traffic to speak of.
Can’t wait for next year, wherever it may be!
Boys at Cody by
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