Showing posts with label USA. Show all posts
Showing posts with label USA. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 11, 2015

Welcome to Mexico


Bordercrossing USA-Mexico (5Feb2015)

Since the road #17 on the Mexican side looked more appealing we decided to cross the border at Douglas, AZ – Agua Prieta. We arrived a bit before 13 o'clock at the border. I handed over our I-94W papers to the US immigration officer and we entered Mexico. Nobody at the Mexican side asked for passports, documents or any kind of paper work. Skippy obviously looked suspicious as she was stopped by the Mexican customs officer who asked her to open the sidecases and topcase. No weapons in there so Skippy was also good to go. And we were in Mexico.

After the check-point we turned right and there was a guarded parking place for people like us who have some paperwork to do. This border crossing point was quite pleasant as all the required offices are in the same (tiny) building. First we got the immigration form filled, next counter for copies, next counter for paying immigrations fee, vehicle temporary import fee and customs bonds. Back to counter number one and getting the immigration finalized after which we went back to counter number two to get a 6 months mandatory insurance for the bikes. This entire process took a bit over one hour. I guess we got a bit lucky since we did not have to cue anywhere. Nobody cared about the dogs neither on the US nor at the Mexican side even though the officers saw the dogs.

Then we hit the road into Mexico :)



First stop at a deserted service station
This lies ahead of us
Dead dog in the ditch just outside our hotel.
My banana girl went shopping bananas.
Puta de la Sierra (used to be Ruta de la Sierra) :D
Crossing to Nacozari downton.
Bike trouble with the Beemer in the middle of nowhere.
Sierra de Madre.

Tuesday, February 10, 2015

Happy Birthday Skippy & Farewell USA (30.1. - 5.2.15)


We still had two open issues remaining. Skippy needed her shoes and I realized that the battery-time on the GoPro was too small to last for a whole riding day, thus I wanted to have at least one spare. We stayed for a few days in Globe, Arizona to wait for our deliveries and in the meantime had great hikes in the nearby “Round Mountain Park”.

And as every year: Skippy had birthday and this year she got some tasty vegan truffles and plenty of delicious fruits. She loved all of it.
A happy fruitarian girl.
Skippy and Wolfi in Henna-style partner look ;)
New shoes :)
Round Mountain Park in Globe, AZ.
Beautiful sunset
Boulder Canyon
We made it to the summit :D (4201 ft)
Moonrise
Stunning sunset from Round Mountain in Globe, AZ.
We had one last one-night stay in Sierra Vista and the next day we took off to Douglas and the Mexican border.
Apple-smoked vegan sausage (Field-Roast) and vegan maple donut (Wholefoods) - tasty vegan food and very unhealthy too ;)
Skippy's new hairstyle.
Serious mining in Bisbee.
Globe, AZ - Mexican border (360km)

Another travelogue by Skippy:





USA and Canada in hindsight

We were 277 days in USA and Canada and rode about 25300 km starting from New York City all the way to the west coast and down to the Mexican border. Out of the 277 days we spent about 5 weeks in Canada. The USA is huge! Comparing this kind of mileage to Europe, one could easily ride from the Ural mountains to Paris and from Gibraltar to Nordkapp, Norway.

We have been fascinated by the nature. We experienced the forests of the east, the great plains in the center, the mountains on the west and the deserts of the south-west. 

The hospitality, friendliness of people and their willingness to help us was overwhelming. We got spontaneously invited by people which we just met 5 minutes ago to stay at their place instead of going to a motel. When Skippy had her accident, the owner of the nearby house instantly came to help and then even gave us their car so I could drive Skippy to the hospital. In New York, we spent about one week in downtown Manhattan in the Adventure Loft. When we stayed in Colorado, we were almost three weeks at another motorbiker's home. In Portland, Oregon we even got a deluxe apartment just for us for almost two weeks. In Phoenix we were for few weeks at other bikers' homes and in all the places we could come and go as we please (got our own key) and it was even free of charge! Where in Europe would one experience that?

A HUGE THANK YOU
to all who accommodated us and helped us in one way or the other! We will remember you!

Maybe some of the pioneer spirit is left in the culture. Talking about that. We followed the roads of the Oregon and California trails and swallowed the same dust as those thousands of settlers before when they headed out west. I watched a few documentaries and got my "picture of the wild wild west" significantly demystified. The history of the US is pretty short. 200 years seemed to be a long time.

USA and Canada are pretty much free of litter. Whether we made a stop at the highway or had our walk with the dogs in the motel neighborhood, we were able to enjoy the nature without the horrible sights and smells we experienced in West-Africa.

No matter how remote we were and I would say that the most remote was in the deserts with 100 miles (160km) to the next place of civilization. Surely the distances in the west are longer compared to the east USA, especially compared to Central Europe. The north west reminded me a lot of northern Finland where it is also usual to drive a lot for grocery shopping. Nevertheless, for us (and especially after Africa) there was all the comfort always nearby.

One finds the major chains e.g. Whole Foods, Walmart, Napa, Motel 6, The Home Depot throughout the entire US. In every bigger city there are several motorcycle shops and repair places. Shopping is easy and shopping is welcome ;)

The fuel was cheap. At first we paid a bit over 4 USD/gallon (0.87 Eur/l) and in the end only 1.80 USD/gallon (0.47 EUR/l). We felt that organic produce was more expensive compared to Europe even though the produce came from the US or nearby Mexico. The accommodation was often more expensive compared to Europe but offered at the same time more luxury (e.g. the only place we had a shared bathroom and shower was in the Grand Tetons). The worst pet-friendly hotel charged 60 USD per night for the room and 40 USD per pet per night, of course we did not go there! The cheapest motel was 40 USD cash and dogs were for free.

We did a fair share of camping, whereas camping in the US mostly refers to having a huge RV or RV-trailer with you. Tent camping appeared to be not that common. The most amazing fact was that most government owned campgrounds do NOT offer shower facilities. E.g. in a State Park, one pays 15 USD for the camping and 10 USD vehicle entry fee for each vehicle - a total of 35 USD, no showers, no Wifi and dogs were (almost always) for free. Compare that to a motel? The privately owned campgrounds had all the facilities, Wifi and so on. We also spent some nights at city-owned campgrounds which were free of charge. Of course there we had to be inventive with the showers or get lucky.

One of the most fuzzy things we came along were the immigration regulations. We have our 10-year multiple-entry visa and normally one gets a permission to stay 6 months at the time in the US. What about if you want to stay longer e.g. 8 months? Now it got really fuzzy and in my attempt to clarify this matter I must have found many patriots or woke up the patriotic feelings in those Americans which replied to my questions. In any case, the replies were less than helpful and caused me some headache.

In the end we used our own judgement and when we entered the USA for the third time (that was the critical one as our permission to stay in the US had expired) we had a solid story to tell why we want to enter the US again, all went fine and in we were.

Another side note here was I felt a huge difference comparing leaving the country and entering it. Leaving the US - nobody cares and when we crossed towards Canada there was no US immigration officer stamping you out of the country. When we entered the US for the first time at the airport, it was a normal procedure for me. When we entered the US for the second time when coming from Canada, I felt being treated like a criminal (I guess the guy was utterly jealous that we ride around the world).

Traveling with dogs has been fairly easy. Vegan dog food was available across the country and easy to find. There are vet clinics in almost every town. The shocking part has been that the prices for veterinary care are sky high compared to Finland. We spent several thousands of dollars on vet-care, maybe three to four times more than in Finland! We also had our saddest moment in the US when Hertta died on the 21st of November 2014. We still miss her a lot!

Maybe living in Finland had spoiled us. There is a legal concept called "freedom to roam" (also valid in Nordic and Baltic countries) which is the general public's right to access certain public or privately owned land. When we rode through the US, had our stops and hikes, we had moments where we felt a little bit like in a prison. There were plenty of “posted”, “no trespassing”, “keep out” and so on often in combination with barb-wire fences.

State Parks were one alternative, but typically for a far too high price for a lunch brake or even camping. City Parks and National Forests were often the most convenient places to stop and camp. We had the annual pass for the National Parks which allowed us free entrance and we used that a lot as most of the great and stunning sceneries were in a National Park. The downside was that dogs were typically not allowed on hiking trails and thus the walking was limited to the parking lot area.

As already said earlier the USA is huge and we saw plenty of empty land. We noted that in most of the regions, the house trash goes to a landfill and not through a recycle system. In best cases we saw a separation of plastic bottles and the rest, or plastic/paper/glass and the rest. It really hurt my environmental soul to throw normal (AA, AAA) batteries as well as watch batteries (button cell) into trash since I was not able to find a recycling possibility besides my attempts in several shops. If one only thinks about money in short-term it might be that the recycling is more expensive compared to the throw-away and landfill mentality. However considering the long term effect of the poison in the ground which might come to people's drinking water then the story will be a very different one.

With the time and money constrains we had to make some tough decisions on what NOT to visit and experience. Sometimes the weather helped us and when it started snowing and freezing in the north-west, it was easy to go south. We detoured a few times to avoid road closures due to snow and flooding. Sometimes we flipped a coin on which way to go and sometimes we went there where we found a cheap motel.

SilberWolf entered the US pretty much naked and left with plenty of stickers on and Skippy's V-Strom also faced a few changes in the outfit.
Naked SilberWolf. Picture taken at Tim's backyard - a few days after we left New York.

Taken at Route 66 in Kingman, Arizona - after which I could add the Route 66 - sticker also :D
Pussy Ride (with only a few stickers) converted to ...
... to Fruitarian Power with a few new stickers and no more fairings.
Overall, we had a fantastic time, did some fun riding, met great people, experienced a different culture, enjoyed nature, learned a lot and spread the word of veganism and healthy life style :)

Our track (each color indicates a new riding day - light blue are solo trips by either me or Skippy)





Zoom in on the east ...
... and on the west.
You can find the track including all waypoints in this gdb file.

~ Farewell USA~

Tuesday, February 3, 2015

Getting ready for Central and South America, Greater Phoenix, Arizona 21. - 30.1.2015

My bike was ready to go and there were only small things left at Skippy's bike: valve clearance check (and maybe adjustment) and fixing the rear shock. Skippy wanted a few nights in "solitude" before we continue our couch-surfing tour north of Phoenix.
Hyperpro seals waiting to be installed
I had something very exciting to look forward to. One of my favorite My ever favorite band is Judas Priest and so happens that the lead singer Rob Halford has a house in Paradise Valley (Phoenix)! Imagine that!!! Rob is sooooo coool!!! Pity for me that he seemed to be on tour in Australia making other fans happy :D

Anyway we passed by house and yeah nobody there ;p
Rob Halford's residence in Paradise Valley
The view from the Halford residence (the house on the left)
Then we invaded Rich and Lorraine's home. Rich was a bit concerned about how all the dogs would get along and in "worst" case we would be able to camp in the front yard. Now that sounded first spooky to us. We had wildest imaginations about the front yard being besides the street, all the neighbors coming by and watching what the crazy Finns were doing. It's good to have fantasy :D
We gave it a try with the dogs and after one day everybody was ok and got along with each other. Rich and Lorraine - thank you very much for your hospitality!
Ulpu found her spot on top of my tank bag.
Trixie
Henry
Oh yeah ... lovely ... more please!!!

Walking in desert landscape.
People cover the tops of the cacti to prevent them from freezing during cold nights.

We take our dogs for a walk and the neighbor takes the horse for a ride ;)
Steep hills on this mountain road. Skippy had good evening runs here!
Shangri La - Nudist resort. Prices for accommodation were a bit too high for our taste (also assuming that the average age is above mine was a no-go factor).
We had many beautiful sunsets.
Real veggie dogs - they loved ALL veggies and fruits!
Lyra a little bit exhausted? Maybe she is dreaming of snowy Finland ;)
Rich and Lorraine with Trixie and Henry.

Besides the fixing of Skippy's bike, I only needed a few basic spare parts for my bike as well as for the Suzi. Also our personal gear needed a fresh-up. Since our POV HD helmet/bike camera went more and more broken I decided to buy a GoPro and see how this would work. Skippy's Vibram shoes were falling apart and we were not able to find a new pair which fitted her needs. Before spending hours and hours riding through the city she ordered them online.

When we went shopping we found this pet shop which sells puppies while holding them in horrible conditions. Many of those puppies will end up in shelters after they lose their "cuteness" and people realize that there comes responsibility with a pet. Lorraine told us that it is illegal in Phoenix to sell dogs like this, however this mall was obviously just outside the border of Phoenix.
Not fun at all. This scenario broke our hearts! We were wondering from what kind of puppy mills these are coming from...
This was just a fraction. The shop had at least two more of this 2x3 boxes.
Puppies running on wire fence. Some already had signs of malformation on their paws because of that. Almost like some fur farm!

There are very many rescue shelters out there with plenty of pets who are waiting for a new home. Please adopt a pet instead of buying one! Every time you by a pet from a breeder a shelter animal looses it's chances for a good life!
"Approximately 3 to 4 million cats and dogs—many of them healthy, young, and adoptable—must be euthanized in animal shelters every year."

The valves on the Suzi were still within tolerance and the rear shock was fixed quickly. Rich and Lorraine would get some other visitors shortly and we needed to find another accommodation. Our timing was poor because it was Superbowl weekend in Phoenix. This meant that prices in all motels were sky-high, campgrounds were also pretty booked and then, do we really want to spend an extended weekend with drinking, shouting, barbecuing folks - maybe not. The next cheapest motel was in Globe and that was where we headed next.
Riding around in greater Phoenix area (700+km - yeah!)
Skippy shows off her new clothes ... very soft material!!! :P

Wednesday, January 28, 2015

Major bike repair in Mesa (near Phoenix), Arizona 8-21 Jan 2015

Once upon a time ...
Photo by LA Times (taken by Mark or Chris).
Remember what happened on December 10th 2014? My sidecar broke down on the Racetrack Valley in Death Valley, CA (USA). Even though we rode from Las Vegas to Phoenix plenty of repair was still to be done.

We made it to the Los Angeles Times magazine. Read the story here (our part starts at the bottom of page 6).

My days in Mesa were fully focused on getting my sidecar back to order. Skippy was busy with her studies and making some food for us. Brant - a blacksmith running his own company - added some metal to my trailing arm. Let's hope that it will last now. At least I got his “warranty” that he will come and fix it independent of where ever I would be in case this arm will go broken again – excellent “customer” service ;)
Start of strengthening the stock trailing A arm.
Two here...
... and one here. Some paint and ready!
Brant having fun.
Painted and installed.
Two days later the trailing arm was fixed, painted and installed. The rear shock repair started somewhat slow since weekend was coming and some shops are closed on Saturday whereas others are closed Sunday and Monday. As we were waiting for answers, parts were ordered and delivered it took in the end almost two weeks to get the rear shock fixed. Wow!
Morning walk with Brianna, Lyra and Ulpu.
Brianna's heart-breaking look.
Winnston - king of the house.
The couch - center of the dogs lives.

Gretchen, Brant, Skippy, Brianna, Winnston, Lyra and Ulpu. Brutus was hiding again somewhere.
Another thing was to investigate the clutch of the Beemer. Something was not right. The last couple of days the bike shuddered when leaving e.g., a traffic light. Besides that the clutch had suffered a lot on this trip. Since it was obvious that the rear shock would take its time, I thought I investigate the clutch and a few hours later I had the clutch parts in my hands. Here were my findings:
  • The diaphragm spring was out of center when I took it away from the bike. Now that was suspicious and in order to avoid another failure I decided to replace it with a new one. Most likely this was the cause for the extremely odd behavior lately.
  • The clutch plate measured 5.5mm inside, 5.3mm in the middle and 5.1mm outside. That kind of uneven wear appears to be normal based on Siebenrock guys in Germany. As a new plate is 6.5mm and the plate had now some 60+ tkm used, I calculated that I would face trouble in South America assuming a linear usage. Therefore I decided to replace it now as well.
  • The pressure and housing plate had some clear markings of abuse but I decided to go with them and only polish them a bit.
Wolfi likes to screw around.
Clearly visible the center piece is somewhat out of center.
Old clutch plate.
Suffered plates.
and the other one looks similar.
New clutch plate (Siebenrock oil-resistant) and diaphragm spring (it felt more sturdy).
Wolfi walking with Brutus and Brianna (or other way around...)
Even Skippy managed to hold them ;)
All maps arrived - let's go.
We also got few free concerts :)
Skippy stretching...
and doing her exams with the required anti-alien medicine.
Brianna's way of sitting.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ULPU! (She got 7 years old)
As the bike was standing there I realized that the exhaust muffler also suffered in the past and started to disintegrate. Fixing appeared not feasible since the inner pipe was broken from too deep inside the muffler. The poor man's option would be to let it be or remove the part so that it would not fall out one day during riding and potentially even hit Skippy (or somebody else).
More broken things - Remus Revolution exhaust muffler disintegrated.
Once more I asked for help in ADVrider and DaveBig jumped in, sent me a stock silencer for free and even paid for the shipping. Thanks a lot – I really appreciate it! Even tough the BMW silencer is a bit heavier (the Remus weighs almost 4kg and the BMW silencer weighs 6kg.), the positive effect was that it was not as noisy as my Remus Revolution (especially since my bike had the Y-pipe instead of the catalyst). Brant got a piece of pipe and welded the extension piece on so that it does not heat the sidecase neither makes it all black. I was happy.
Wolfi got a vegan burger at The Cutting Board

While waiting for my shock I had plenty of time to check the Suzuki. It was time for some yearly (30tkm) maintenance like changing the cooling liquid, fork oil and brake fluid. Besides that I noted that the rear shock was also leaking. Oh no! Another two weeks somewhere? This time I decided to order the seals by myself and figure out later where I would go to get the shock fixed.
Almost all is fixed - mission accomplished.
Fruits from the front yard. We were allowed to take as many grapefruits as we wanted. Skippy fit 25 in her sidecase.
New muffler came.

Brant added the extension.
Fits perfectly!
What was supposed to be a 3-4 days stay ended up to be a two weeks invasion to Brant and Gretchen's house. We really really thank you for your patience and hospitality!
Track from Las Vegas to Phoenix (about 1000km).

And some more material in the next version of our travelogue by Skippy.