So once again (yay!) we doubled up. This time from Banff all the way home to Edmonton. A very long ride. Scott left his bike and every bit of all our gear at the side of the highway. This day of riding started at 6:30am because we were "questionably-legal-camping" the night before and had to abondon camp post-haste.
This is fun!
So this is the tire that we were doubled up on. For about 5 hours we both feared it'd shred to pieces beneath us. But it made it home.
This one didn't make it home. This is the inside of the tire. The tube was a melted goop-mess.
So we packed up in Edmonton at midnight and headed back to Banff to retrieve Scott's bike.
We were tired. Riding all day (8am to 10pm) and driving all night (11pm to 9am) takes it's toll.
We're crazy. Please don't lick the broken KLR.
What?
Why?
Born sometime in the last several decades, he's an old fashioned "what's that, a computer?" kinda guy. Rides an '03 KLR650 with curious army ration boxes stuck to the sides. He likes fishing and fishing. He stepped on a nail once.
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