Picked up the U-Haul van and drove over to Davis Honda, where they were kind enough to load the bike and help me tie it down for the long ride home. These folks couldn’t have been any nicer, and refused to take any money for helping me load the bike!
Since it was just 11:00 am and I was all loaded and ready to go, I decided to go ahead and get on the road instead of waiting another day to leave, as previously planned. The nice folks at the Red Arrow were kind enough to let me check out on Saturday and avoid paying another room night, so by 11:30 am I was on the road, headed back to I-70 and points east.
The ride from Montrose to Franklin is just under 1,500 miles. I had originally planned to make it a 3-day ride, but decided to see how far I could get from Montrose, and then decide how many days I would need. I was able to make it to Salina, KS by midnight Saturday night, and found a clean and cheap Motel 6 for the six hours of sleep I would get, arising at 6:00 am on Sunday to continue the journey.
Salina is right at the half-way point, so it was no big deal to make it all the way home on Sunday. Luckily, the weather was good and the traffic light. I made it home just after 6:00 pm, and boy was it great to be back in the loving arms of my wife!
After a good hot shower, we grabbed a late dinner at Las Palmas, our favorite Mexican restaurant…then it was home and to bed for me.
Monday morning I took the bike to Cool Springs Honda for a repair estimate. Tuesday, returned the truck to U-Haul. Today is Wednesday and I am awaiting a call from the insurance adjuster, who is scheduled to look at the bike today. I sure hope they can repair the bike. I have so much invested in time, effort, and money for the various accessories on the bike, I shudder to think about going through all that again.
The good news is, I am OK, and back in the groove of my daily routine. Between helping my real estate clients and visiting my friends at The Lodge, I barely have time for an afternoon nap…but somehow I am managing to fit one in! The swelling in my hand is subsiding, and I hope to make it back to the Y on Friday to resume my regular workout schedule.
Life is good, and I am grateful to God for watching over me.