Day 3
I've driven Rte. 80 through PA and definitely didn't want to do it on the bike. Too many trucks. I plotted a route that headed north from Newton, NJ, mostly sticking to Rte. 6 throgh northern PA. The plan was to make it as far as I could.
I got an early start and headed out across the Delaware River. Lovely, fast two-lane roads, with thick morning fog, that gave everything a dramatic feel. It was so chilly that I put on my fleece under my jacket. The tweaks to the caliper seemed to improve the wobble issue somewhat as well, so smooth sailing.
Using Google Maps to navigate was a little janky, especially because I kept losing reception. It kept on finding little 'shortcuts', which maybe shaved a minute or two off of the travel time, but meant a whole lot of turns and backroads. Kind've fun, but I would've traded simplicity for a few extra minutes of travel time.
Thanks for the tips on the saddlebags — I definitely agree. It was the saddlebags that gave me the main trouble of the trip! When I was going over a fairly deep dip on one of those back roads, the acorn bolt holding on the front of my left bag sheared right off! The front of the bag dropped, hit the pavement, and dragged on the ground. I pulled to a quick stop. It actually wasn't that bad, just annoying. I was on a real backroad, as well, which though remote, was certainly better than being on the side of an interstate.
I'd had trouble with the mounts from the beginning, as there was not quite enough thread left on the bolts to get great purchase. I probably over-torqued them in an effort to tighten them securely, as they kept on vibrating loose as well (I also put on some threadloc). At any rate, I unloaded the bag entirely and secured it with zipties, some rope, and bungee cords. Seemed pretty precarious, I know, but it held for the rest of the trip. I'll look into getting some better mounts made, as I love having the hardbags (though I don't have keys for em'). My roadside repair job below...
It was still pretty early, so I didn't lose a whole lot of time, and pushed on down Rte. 6. Forests, fields, little towns -- gas stations were few and far between. That was a bit of a pain, as my mileage was lousy still (probably because of the calipers?). I haven't calculated it out, yet, but I probably was typically getting 25 mpg. Not great.
Pennsylvania is one long state! It was great to zip through all sorts of small towns. I was surprised by the number of big factories that still seemed in operation in places, which was cool. Finally, towards the end of the day, I cut north up to 90 and jumped on to make some quick miles to make it to...Ohio!
I stopped for the night in Ashtabula, OH, at around 7:30PM. All told, I made it about 425 miles. I was pretty impressed the bike held up so well. What a machine!