Day 4: Eutaw, AL to Charlottesville, VA -- 696 miles
On day 3 I ran out of steam just short of 500 miles. That night, on the phone with Paige, I realized I was much farther from Charlottesville than I had imagined. The hours of interstate riding were wearing me down. I wanted to get where I was going. I had 700 miles to go, and I resolved to ride it all the next day.
To anyone else who gets a similar idea, let me say: Don't do it. It was really hard, and really dangerous. When it was over, parking in front of Paige's house in the dark, I seriously questioned whether I could get off the bike without dropping it, I was so tired.
In the pictures: My 1985 K100 burned about 3 ounces of oil in 4,500 miles. Somewhere in Tennessee I picked up a quart of Castrol 20W-50 to top it up. Also, check out the shiny spooge on the front of the engine -- looks like it's originating in the oil/water pump. Should I be concerned about that? Also: Virginia Welcome Center: Thank God, only 200(!) miles to go. And look at the stupid shit you take pictures of when you're exhausted.