I left Alva at 8am this morning and hit the plains. Today was one of the biggest test of my skills I’ve had so far. The first portion of land was great. Hard gravel and a lot of hills.
As I was leaving Buffalo, OK, I noticed a huge storm cell in front of me. Checked the radar and sure enough, there was a large storm forming, moving from west to east. I pulled over, threw on my rain gear and embraced the suck. Wearing all that gear is the worst. It’s heavy and hot, almost to the point that I’d rather be soaking wet. I didn’t get rained on until about 50 miles from Buffalo. Then the terrain turned to sh*t. It went from gravel to silt then to white sand and slick mud. It still blows my mind that I was able to keep that bike up hitting sand and mud at 40+mph. I wish I had more footage but I was too busy concentrating not eating sand to film. The worst part was a tractor trailer, full of cattle, passed by going the opposite direction in the mud and sprayed me with a 5 foot wall of mud/sand/rock. My bike and myself were covered in mud from head to toe. It was so surreal I couldn’t even be mad. At that point I was ready to get the hell off the plains and back into civilization. I lucked out and hit hard packed dirt all the way and managed to get into Liberal, Kansas around 5pm. I drove straight to a car wash and dowsed the bike and myself. Headed out early tomorrow for New Mexico and Colorado!
Walker Benz ADV 