Packing up a tent and campsite to stow on a motorcycle while it’s still raining is unpleasant business. Thankfully, the rain that had come in the night had also ended in the night. The glistening droplets that remained wouldn’t last long under a blue sky and rising sun. I started a fire and began a pot of coffee while Jessica slept a little longer.
I wanted to add some air to the tires after they’d felt squishy on the highway. This provided the opportunity to learn that the twelve volt socket I installed is basically inaccessible while the luggage is mounted. Darn. Who planned that? Simply adding air to the tires turned into a multi-faceted operation tantamount to capping a deep water oil well.
I kept the fire burning long enough to dry out our canvas chairs then those too were folded, rolled and strapped into place on the motorcycle. I promised Jessica grander sights ahead as we made our way back onto Forest Service roads.