TransCanada - Just Getting Started

We're on the first leg of the trip, 1200 miles from New York  to St. Johns, Newfoundland. We have two days to stage. The six boxes of gear are emptied and flattened, but we haven't figured out who is carrying what yet. Kudos to Federal Companies - their motorcycle transport services were great. Shipping dealer to dealer worked perfectly for us.

Picking up the bikes was a bit of a comedy. We arrived from JFK in a rental car. Once we had my bike at the hotel, Peter rode my bike with me on the back to retreive his bike. His foot doesn't know where the GS's shifter is, and even when he found it, he couln't feel it because he's wearing new boots. It's like trying to wash crystal wine glasses wearing hazmat rubber gloves that are a size too big. We return the rental car tomorrow - I offered to ride his bike to so that he doesn't have fish for the shifter but he understands that riding pillion on the GS is much more comfortable than on the VFR so we'll hope that his foot has muscle memory. Or, we might just walk back to the hotel.

The Cheshire cat herself logged off her work computer at 12:30pm on Friday. Today, even jet lag, heat and humidity can't detract from the anticipation.