A quick lesson in packing for a motorcycle trip with minimal room on a bike: Pack light, pack tiny (toiletries), pack few, pack layers, and finally, make sure you prepare for anything! Difficult? Yes. Impossible? Probably. I’ve never gotten it right yet! There is always something I should have packed but didn’t. I don’t know where I’d put anything extra, though, because we are always pretty loaded when we leave. No room for anything else, so when we left home this time, I was sitting on my jacket liner because it was too hot to wear it yet, and it wouldn’t fit in the trunk. That’s OK. The first couple of days I need extra padding.
As we travel to cooler climates, we wear more layers, jackets, liners, etc., so we have extra room in the trunk. That’s always a good thing. Have you ever tried to find some little thing in a packed-to-the-gills drawer at home? That’s about the same as the bike trunk.
A quick lesson in what to wear: When it’s hot, wear as little as possible but be covered for protection from the sun, rocks that may be thrown by passing cars, bugs that go splat on you, and fun stuff like that. When the forecast is for temperatures in the 70s, you’ll need your jacket. If it’s for the 60s, wear your Cuddle Duds, girls, cause the wind from the ride makes it feel lots colder! The men will think you’re a wimp, but who cares? I am a wimp. I’m a girl! When it’s supposed to be in the 50s, wear your Cuddle Duds, your husband’s long johns (He’s tough, remember? He won’t need them!), and every layer you have in your garment bag plus your liner, jacket, gloves, gator for your face, and probably rain suit for wind protection. (This means an empty trunk!) If they forecast temperatures below 50s, STAY HOME!
Motorcycling requires flexibility. Things happen. Things change unexpectedly. Things have to be dealt with. So you’ve got to be ready – physically and mentally. Clothing only gets you started.
Yesterday, we were headed up to Yosemite National Park to see the Sequoias. Mountains mean cool temperatures, and the people that should know said, “Highes in the 50s”. This time Jeffrey decided to layer, so I had only my Cuddle Duds and my layers of clothing plus all the outerwear layers, which totals 2 socks, 3 pants, 6 tops, 2 gloves, a gator. By the way, the gator is not necessarily a “cool” accessory, but it is “warm”. Sort of gives this old chic a “biker ninja” look that is NOT the look I’d ever be going for. But, warmth over-rules looks!
So, this is our day: Skip breakfast (due to late dinner night before), head up into mountains wearing full “gear”, wait in line in rain to get in park on bikes for 30-45 minutes, get in to see Sequoias (above), love it, beautiful, take pictures, take too long, get on road again about 2:30 or so, head Eastward toward continued route, follow road on up mountain range, finally reaching the top about 4:30 or so, in the snow, temperatures ranging from 28-36 degrees (!!!), go through rain, snow, sleet, some heavy fog (can’t see a thing except the yellow line, no guard rails), travel along the top of mountain range for hours, fingers and toes going numb from extreme cold, heights reach 10,000 feet, finally the descent begins, when reach the 8,000 ft height, came upon first place to stop for restroom and, YAY, FOUND REAL FOOD (!), ate too much due to massive hunger, got on road again at 7:45, drove another 2 hours in better temperatures because we were going downward (still in 40s, though!) and final hour was dark, got last 2 rooms at hotel because we’d called ahead and had them hold them. (Still at 6,000 feet. When will we ever get off this hill??) Here are the pictures to prove it. 🙂
(Sorry this one is blurry, but we were NOT stopping for a perfect picture at this point!)
What did we say after praying all afternoon and night that God would help us get off that mountain, and safely? Praise Him!! Literally. First thing into the room last night before “crashing”. He is faithful and true, our protector, our eyes in the dark, our warmth through the cold, our strength when we have none left! Amen!