This post is from June 15, 2015. The GPS tracking of this hike can be found at:
https://connect.garmin.com/modern/activity/806301790
This was my first try with my idea of self-shuttling
between trailheads using the pickup truck with my new small Honda Rebel 250 on
a motorcycle carrier on the back. This
is what happened:
We delayed the start of our 9 mile AT hike to try to squeeze
it in between the morning and evening rains.
We were largely successful in that endeavor.
This was also the first time ever we were trying out my
scheme of dropping the new small motorcycle and the end of the day and driving
the truck to the beginning of the day and then driving the bike back to the
truck at the end.
The hike went well; one of Helen's knees got a little
sore as the terrain was inevitably rough - this is not VA or NC where Helen
last hiked with me, but nothing one Vitamin I (Ibuprofen) couldn't handle.
When we got to the end of day trailhead I looked in the
distance for the motorcycle and did not see it.
I did not panic as I was sure that it was simply a matter of me seeing
from the wrong angle. Wrong. It was gone.
Along with our two helmets with the base of our radio
setup, and our two expensive BMW waterproof suits. Truly gone.
I was flabbergasted. We were also
stranded 17 miles from our truck in a very rural area. I had no cell coverage
but Helen thought maybe a 911 call might get through to the police.
It did not. So, we
began the 4 mile walk to Lyme, NH. We
came to a house and Helen suggested that we knock on their door and ask for
help. That turned out to be a brilliant
idea (which I initially discouraged, but boy was I wrong). These people let us
use their phone to call the police to report the theft. It was no theft. Someone had torn off our temporary plates and
when the police saw this motorcycle in the middle of nowhere with
no plates they thought it was abandoned so had it
towed. That was a HUGE
relief as there was a lot of money and trouble invested
in that equipment, which we had not yet insured, BTW. Then we had to deal with the logistical
problem that we were 7 miles from the towing company that had our bike and they
wanted $150 cash to get it out of hock.
The nice people who let us use their phone also happened to be the
proprietors of the Lyme General store (and via the store next door neighbors to
the McCutcheons, our former across the street neighbors in Eliot,BTW!!!), then
offered to drive us to towing place.
That was a HUGE help. When we got
there, we did not have $150 in cash, but the owner let me leave my license with
him while we drove the bike back to our truck and our money. That all worked out and has turned into a
great story, but.... WOW.
I am attaching a couple of shots of how we looked when we
finally got the bike back to the starting trailhead where we had left the
pickup truck: