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Tuesday, 1/20/1998 Tuesday went a bit smoother. I packed my bike a
little better; yesterday it I put in ~640 miles in less than 12 hours on US 101. I'm currently in Sunnyvale, crashing at the house of fellow WetLeatherites Angela Barkes and Tom Dietrich. Aside from gas I only stopped once (to eat). I could have ridden for another hour or two but the thousand mile days are still a bit beyond me, at least as long as I don't ride on interstate slab. Even there I think I'd need a throttle lock. Whoever invented the squeegee that fits over a gloved finger deserves a patent. That's just the ticket for clearing my faceshield when there's a bunch of junk kicked up from trucks on damp roads. Again the heated jacket liner was very valuable. On some of the higher roads (high being relative, ~2000 feet according to my GPS) after dark my hands and feet became a little chilled but I could maintain comfort by just cranking up the control. I think I would have turned back by now if I had to put on enough layers to stay warm. Fortunately I saw no ice, and unlike yesterday I didn't even see remnants of snow on the side of the road. Riding US 101 through San Francisco felt like a real-life version of San Francisco Rush. US-101 seems to follow a semi-random path over the hills and around poorly marked corners |