Went and doubled checked the work that was done the other day over in SLC. Still got a leak. Doesn't look like it's leaking in two places any more, but the impossible to get to clamp looks like where it's still leaking. I'm not sure what the solution is at this point. It's leaking less but still leaking.
Much to my surprise, I took a "to hell with it" attitude, loaded up and got on the road. It didn't bother me at all throughout the day. I think the gorgeous day had something to do with it.
Route 50 continued to impress throughout the whole day. It's varying terrain, sites, and even smells were all so enjoyable.
The miles were clicking by as I listened to music. It was 80 miles to Eureka, NV and it seemed like it took only a half hour to get there. However, as I got close, there was a slight delay.
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While it's not very clear, it was some gigantic piece of machinery being hauled by two vehicles. It completely impeded progress and took up both lanes. It was first gear time for a few miles. Just outside of Eureka they pulled off the road and let the couple of us by. The other motorcycle rider and myself stopped in town to top off. He said he'd been behind it since Ely that morning. That poor guy, he had to have traveled at 15 mph for close to 80 miles.
Once again, after filling up, it was back to the races. More scenic riding for me. Something about this type of area is almost as thrilling as the ride up the passes in Colorado.
Throughout this area between Eureka and Austin, there was great smell in the air. Every time you inhaled you smelled flowers, but there was no flowers to be seen. It must've been the sage brush or shrubs all around.
Eventually arrived in the little town of Austin. The approach into Austin was a lot of fun. Lots of twisting and winding around through the hills. It was a nice change from the the long straight stretches I had traveled.
A fill up and a snack in Austin and it was time to make the big push to Fallon, NV. It was going to be a long haul over to that town. And it sure was. It was also here that my right ear bud failed on my headphones. Man, what next?!
There were some interesting sites as I approached Fallon. First the large sand dune and then the huge dry lake bed. An interesting note on the lake bed. All along the sides people had taken lava rocks (at least that's what they looked like) and wrote names, sweet nothings, an email address, and quotes. I can't believe I actually scored a picture of them.
These things probably stretched on for a good 3 miles or more and were on both sides of the road.
Came into Fallon and got out of the increasing temps. I was wearing a full set of long johns, the pant liners, electric jacket, and a sweatshirt. I was still pretty comfortable though.
Eventually rolled into Reno here and checked in. It's a little noisy in this neighborhood, but I think I'll survive. There's plenty of pictures to sift through from today. To stem the tide of boredom, I kept snapping away. At some point it just all starts to look the same. But it was a great ride across 50 today.
That stretch of road is known as The Loneliest Road in America. It actually follows part of the old Pony Express route from 1860-1861 (until the completion of the telegraph system). Who knew?
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