On Tuesday, we woke up early and packed the bike. I thought that if we got up early, the air would be a bit more damp and cool. This being the case, I hoped that the bike would run better (remembering such things from my flying days!). So, at 5:45 AM, we were bungied up and on the road. Not a half-mile down the road, the bag on the back of the bike came loose. So, we pulled over and re-bungied it. Off we went again. No sooner had I turned onto a viaduct than the bag came loose again. Wilma held on to it while attempting to stay on the bike for about a mile. We found a gas station and pulled in to gas up and re-bungie.
Soon, we were out of Cheyenne for good. About 14 miles down the road, the bike began to run much smoother. Hmmm....probably less than 500ft elevation made a huge difference.
We kept going to around North Platte, NE. We pulled into a Taco John's for lunch and gassed up at a Shell station. It was at this time, since we were beginning to go cross-country that we filled our portable gas can with about 2 gallons of extra gas. And we were off across Nebraska.
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