Early Bird told me that he was riding back Friday with LynDel and MarcusS so I decided to ride in a group back to Texas. After getting our U-Turn out of the way, we found I-26 and headed to Atlanta.
Along the way, on I-85, LynDel's trailer broke it's torsion bar and the wheels leaned in and started smoking as they rubbed against the trailer. The left tire gave out after a while. A guy in a truck waved her down, then waved down Ray and I. We went to the shoulder and Ray walked back while I went up the road and turned around to get to her. By the time I got there, a guy and gal on a Harley had stopped and were assisting. Nice folks. They helped us change the wheel and told us where a welding shop was nearby. We then tried to go, but the tire started smoking immediately so pulled back onto the shoulder. I put out a road flare about 50 feet in back of us and Phyllis started calling for a wrecker. I looked back and noticed the flare was out. But it was also moved. Someone had hit it on the shoulder of the road, then it got hit again. The cars were slowing down to under 90mph as they zoomed by within 3 feet of where we stood. So went and put out another flare. Tow truck arrived, we got the trailer loaded and off to see what we could do.
After much discussion and phone calls, it was decided that the trailer would remain in Andersonville, South Carolina to be shipped by ABF back to Houston and we would continue our ride. Phyllis got what she needed from the trailer, we went to Subway and then off to the races.
Well, not really. We went to Atlanta. The Atlanta Crawlway. Stop, start, stop, crawl, stop, start. Rush hour in Atlanta must start around 3PM. Anyway, after about 90 minutes to go 19 miles, we made it to I-20 and crawled some more. When the traffic broke, we gratefully got some speed and air going, heading towards Birmingham. After a fuel stop and discussion, it was decided to stop in Tuscaloosa, home of the Alabama Crimson Tide. Plenty of hotel rooms when the Tide wasn't playing. Stopped at the Best Western, went to eat a good meal at O'Charleys and then to sleep. MarcusS and I got up at 4:00am, dressed out and hit the road by 5am. Pretty much a boring ride back home, especially after riding the Asheville area just a couple of days before. Arrived home at 4:20pm Saturday after another 11 hour day.
Didn't take a lot of pics, but here are a few
On the side of the road on I-85

Spare wheel leaning in on the trailer

Trailer on the wrecker in Andersonville


Loved Inzane this year. The ride up with TxDeb was great - no interstates. The ride back - good people on roads with crazy cage drivers. Georgia is a state where you go fast or go home - drafting, passing on the right, tailgating. If you like this, Georgia interstates are your friends.
But, most importantly, home safe and back to work after 2800 miles and a nail in the front tire (it didn't lose pressure - Ride0n sealed the leak and the nail is still there! Picked up the nail Friday morning on I-85.
Spanky is happy to be back!

Ride safe.
RainMaker