The Final Chapter
We kept pace to get as far into the peninsula as we could. We didn't take any shortcuts or anything off the main path because we knew we were seriously behind schedule to reach the end by tomorrow. The iPad was estimating that we were only about a quarter of the way across and I know on all 3 of us kept thinking we would see some major logging trail just shoot straight over the hills so we could make up some serious ground. Sadly most of the major trials would stop or eventually be too covered to pass through. This was a very hard part in the trip because we would see trails up ahead but had no way to get to them. Yes we could have bush-wacked through but would we make it? Would we spend 5 hours building another bridge? Would something bad happen without any help around? Remember, we had to be at work on Tuesday!
At one point we found ourselves on this very promising trail that looked like it would lead us right to the mid-way point where a large road cuts up through the peninsula from the South. This was going to be our fuel point but after driving on that trail for miles on end it happen to be a dead end. So we found ourselves rushing back to find another way around. This seemed to be happening more and more. We were getting tired of not knowing this system of roads and interconnecting trails. We were playing a bad game with ourselves.
"Should we take this trail? It looks clear on the map?"
"I have no idea, The last 3 looked clear!"
The KTM's red fuel light kicked on so we decided to push on and cover some ground. I had about a half gallon of fuel left. This was September so the sun hung in the sky as long as it could so we used what little time we had and burned straight north. I was leading and carrying a good pace at around 60mph. The sunlight would flicker through the trees and impair my vision as it would pierce through my goggles. I wish I had a sun vision like the boys did in the truck behind me. The bike was handling great and I was surprised to see I could carry on another 30 miles before we pulled over to fill up.
Jarek pulled out the siphon tube…. Hmmm, taste like chicken!
The long shadows gave us a good warning of how much time we had before we needed to set up camp
Tasty shrooms for dessert? Hmmmm lets pass this time.
I know it's not just me, but the feeling of having a full tank is amazing. You kind of feel like you can ride forever. Its funny too because my Defender has a 15 gallon tank and sadly my KTM has a 3 gallon tank and will still go farther. Jarek's Discovery had about a quarter of a tank left of fuel and we decided to press on and fill it up later tomorrow.
We took off again and this time happen to be on the northern side of the peninsula. We climbed wide logging roads further and further up. Everything around us felt like it was just falling off the side of the road. We could now see how vast this place was.
The three of us.