Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Day 32: Amsterdam, New York to Keene, New Hampshire

Distance: 123 miles
Average Speed: 17.8 mph
Max Speed: 48.4 mph
Saddle Time: 6:51
Terrain: Mountainous. 7100 feet of climbing.
Winds: Light and generally favorable. Warm.

Oh, ladies. He just broke the news to me today. Tomorrow is our last day if you can believe it. Then he’s going to take me apart and put me in a box. He tells me that he’s going to check me as luggage while most of the other guys are shipping their bikes via ground transport. As if that’s supposed to make me feel better. And after all we’ve been through.

But we’ll still have these days. I’ll have these memories. There’s still tomorrow. It was just 32 days ago when he dipped my wheel in the Pacific Ocean, and I said, “Boy, what do you think you’re doing? That s--- is cold and corrosive. Get me out of here.” When he dips my wheel in the Atlantic tomorrow, I’ll know that it was all worth it.

We’ve bonded. We really have. When he had those down days between Gallup and Las Vegas, I think I made him feel better. I really did. And he kept me well maintained. He kept me clean (well, as clean as I like to be) and in good tires. He got me a new chain and cassette. And when your man buys you jewelry like that, you know it’s a special feeling.

Anyway, we’re about to get it done and get it done with class. I’ve never felt so strong. It’s like I’m a fine lump of high modulus potential energy. I can’t wait to get home to Richmond and show my fine form to the other ladies. Hell, I’d even do another cross country ride. But maybe a smaller country next time. This 33 day, cross-continent stuff is demanding. A girl’s gotta know when to say when.

He’s got this little video clip of the ride. All I can say is that it was one for the ages. Beautiful and huge. We rode up a few mountains. We went almost 50 mph down the other side of one and did an 11 mile descent down the other side of the other. We crossed the Hudson and Hoosic Rivers. We left New York, crossed Vermont, and wound up in New Hampshire.

Check out the video. I gotta put my boy to bed because tomorrow we’re gonna SLAY it! That is all.

Sexybike

8 comments:

  1. Great job Andy! I know you are glad to get back home and relax some. Been great coming to work every morning and reading your adventures. See you soon, Wayne.

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  2. I don't remember the highway names any more (20 or so years and a few beers) but I definitely remember riding past the Tomhannock Reservoir. It was out in that vicinity that I once hit 54 mph. Without a helmet, of course, and my chin on the handlebars begging for a bit more speed. So it goes.

    Hal Incandenza

    Hal Incandenza

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  3. Incidentally, Schaghticoke is pronounced SCAT-a-coke.

    Hal Incandenza

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  4. Well done you crazy s.o.b.
    Scott

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  5. Great video - Congrats! It was nice to hear from Sexy bike again, she has been quiet lately! Truck was a little scary! My palms started sweating just watching it.

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  6. Hats off to you Andy on a great ride. How we going to keep you on the Virginia farm after you've seen the USA. //Ron

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  7. WAIT!!! what happend on the last day???

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  8. There now, Johnny. You got another name I might know?

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