When some friends and I rode to Laconia , NH a few years ago it was raining when we left and only got worse the farther we rode. It rained so hard I couldn't see the tail light of the guy in front of me. The farther we rode the colder it got too. None of us had rain gear, except 1. Wendy stayed on the back of my bike and my friends wife on his even though there was a van they could have gotten into. The 2 new rides commented on how tough Tom and I were but it wasn't that, it was that we wanted to get there! Once we hit the northern end of Vermont we finally gave up and spent the night in a motel. We were freezing and wet to the bone. My room had an oven and we took turns turns "cooking" our clothes to dry them. I have a shot of my boots that looks like a guy is laying in the oven. I still have them with the liner of the tongues burned. It made for a great time even with the rain. We hooked up with a stranger on an HD dresser about 1/4 of the way into the trip and he rode with us and even shared a room with one of the guys in our group.


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