Day 4 riding from Danville, IL to St. Louis and Columbia, MO
We awoke to 26 degrees and so we had a lazy morning while we waited for the temperature and sun to rise. Walked over to Big Boy’s for breakfast. And now I know why they call it Big Boy’s – because every boy in there was a BIG boy!!
We unlocked the bikes and headed west toward St. Louis. It was still cold and I literally had every stitch of clothing on – my riding jacket is a men’s 2XL and I filled it up so that I looked and felt like the Michelin Man. Polypro long underwear shirt, a silk turtleneck, then a Capilene pullover, a fleece sweatshirt, a heavy fleece jacket and then the thermal lined FirstGear riding jacket with a balaclava under my helmet AND a fleece neck warmer. Polypro long underwear, fleece pants and then my thermal lined River Road Taos riding pants. I was warm, dry and comfy. Winter gloves and grip heaters on high. I was happy all day – save for the extremely windy conditions and the micro-squall that damn near blew me off the bike.
Thanks to Lance the helmet-to-helmet communication was a wonderful addition.
I hadn’t realized that this would be Gregg’s first visit to St. Louis. Yeah!
As we left St. Louis the skies looked ominous. Serious cells and bands of what looked like very severe weather both to the left and right of us with a small break in the clouds. It was as though I-70 curved around to meet the opening in the weather as the miles road on.
We stopped for an impromptu lunch from my trunk – smoked kippers, baby carrots and peanut butter and Reese’s for dessert, and to shed some layers as it had finally warmed up.
Aside from getting caught in a micro-squall that knocked my tank bag clear off the top of the tank over to the far left and me letting out a string of profanity that proved I am at heart still a sailor it was a most excellent day of riding. Checked into another Motel 6 (Gregg’s got the app on his phone) and then Gregg drove us to Steak n Shake for dinner aboard Margarita. Sort of fun to be a passenger on my own bike – but won’t be doing that again. Felt like a kid on a trike – knees up to my ears.
PS – relaxing into those unexpected gusts of wind really does work.
Starting odometer reading for the day: 23,360
Ending odometer reading for the day: 23,700
LESSON #16: When Gregg asks, “Have you seen my sunglasses?” always check his face first. This was learned after he spent five minutes searching for them after a fuel stop. I was busy helping him look for them – it wasn’t until he’d pulled out his spare pair and attempted to put them on when he realized he was wearing them.
Tomorrow to Kansas City for BBQ for lunch.