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August 3, 2011
Driving to Alaska
I nearly got killed by a guy on a motorcycle yesterday. Really close...he came racing up behind me, lane splitting in my blind spot...just as I went to change lanes to the right. I looked back and saw him just as I started to change lanes. I missed him by a few inches at best. Really shook me up though. I was like...what the h3ll am I doing here anyway? And I really didn't have a good answer to that question, so I decided to sort of drop out and run up the coast to Alaska.
So, I plan on leaving later today (Wednesday 8/3/11) and driving the "moped" as Amy calls it....driving it up to Alaska. The distance is roughly 1,500 miles, so I ought to be able to make it in 5 days, God willing and the river don't rise.
I'm really burnt out on the city. Tonight, I watched a homeless guy at 9th and Folsom (I think)...he was just standing out there in the center of the street with his shopping cart full of trash....just standing in the center of the road...the light was green...and he had no clue what was going on...muttering to himself...turning in circles....couldn't talk or make complete words, much less sentences....cars driving around him...then a fire truck came screaming up...I got him out of the middle of the street, but he was so clueless he just went right back out there. Insanity.
I changed my sprockets tonight, and changed the oil. Adjusted my clutch. Still have a few more tricks to do at Golden Gate Cycles tomorrow morning. Hopefully they'll be able ot help get me on the road pretty quick.
I gotta get out of here.
Posted by Rob Kiser on August 3, 2011 at 1:56 AM
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