Day 9: Racing a Hell's Angel

It was his idea. I was going through the town of Devils Lake, ND, when 4 HAs passed me. I slowed down, of course, and let them get well in front of me leaving town. A few miles later, the tail gunner fell back from the others but stayed in the left lane. I slowed even more, but he gave me the sign to come on, so I did. Once I got even with him, he gave me an ok sign and pointed at my bike. Then he made signs to race. Then he did a 3-2-1 countdown on his fingers. So, what do I do? I down shifted and nailed it 🤣🤣. His Road Glide stayed right there, and we were well over 100 and catching his mates. So, I rolled off, waved, and dropped back well behind them. Pretty cool.

The rest of the day was just doing what I do. My most significant stops were the 7th of 9 pics for Lap of the 48 and the Geographic Center of North America in Rugby, ND.

I also stopped on I-29 south of Fargo, but that was only because the cop made me 😉. 83 in a 75. He only gave me a warning, but he put HONDA as the make of the bike. WTF, dude?! 🤣

I just finished setting up my tent at the HD in Minot--Why not Minot? Freezin's the reason!--and it has just begun to sprinkle. Whew! It's a doozy of a storm front coming, and I was worried I wouldn't get set up in time, but I did. Yay!

I forgot how much of nothing there is in ND. With very few stops, I made a lot of miles. I hope to do the same tomorrow. Maybe I'll do a Saddlesore 1000? Maybe.

Out. ✌️

Miles: 910.4 😁Læs mere