The End: Trip Report
Bikes:
Bikes have run pretty much flawlessly.
Turtl lost a headlight bulb on the way to Niagara
Andy has lost a nut that holds the pannier brackets together
Gracey and Turtl's bike over heated in New York
All the tyres are showing a squared off profile after 3500 miles (~5600kms) in 16 days riding; the following two days in the mountains we rounded them off in less than 400 miles!!
Bikes with large screens mean you need to stand-up on the footpegs for a while every so often to get some air into the jacket vents - so hot some days. Those large screens means you don't get as wet though...
No one has had any comfort issues with the bikes. No sore arses or anything much, except for maybe a tight neck or shoulder or back muscles, and nothing a quick massage session didn't fix!!
We averaged 2.8 tanks of fuel per bike per day.
We used 1 litre oil between all the bikes.
Turtl's bike used the most amount of fuel, Gracey's used the least.
Daily average speeds were acceptable to everyone (eventually) Which I think is very good :-)
Roads:
Anyone who complains about the roads in the US need to visit Australia. Our roads are rubbish.
Law Enforcement:
No issues really had.
One incident with us bypassing 5 miles of backed up traffic on the Interstate and saving ourselves a couple of hours travel time, didn't go down too well with the other users of the Interstate or the State Troopers.
There are speed limits in the US; apparently. We must have passed 20+ Troopers/Sheriff's/Police cars everyday - and never once (that I recall) doing the speed limit...
Reasons?:
- We must have been within their threshold/tolerance...
- or maybe BMW's look like they move slowly through the air when their oncoming...
- or maybe those fairings and mudguards are actual radar invisible mouldings...
- or maybe it was foggy when the aerial radar speed traps were being set...
- or maybe they had been radioed ahead and told, it's just those crazy bloody Aussies coming your way...
- or our beards spooked them...
- or they wouldn't understand our piss poor excuses when we gave them and it was easier to book the locals (because man, they were getting booked left, right, and centre!!!)





































































