Well...I did get back before the 8:00 AM deadline
When they gave us the packet for the second leg, I did something different than last time (5 years ago). I read all of it first.
Yerington, the town we'd just come through before the "Gun" checkpoint, had a 600+ point question. 600 points is a lot, and it's a slam-dunk! Unless, (you have to understand the rally-master mindset), you look at the first page, Bridgeport, and see 16 points, followed by 27 (or something small) for the Sonora Summit. So, off you go to Bridgeport. By the time you start reading the last pages (with the big points) you're too far away. So, Yerlington...snagged that. Gerlach, where the "Bite the Bullet" rally in 1993 was held, was 500-sumthin. Woohoo! Bag three or four large points, and pass on the itty-bitty's.
Headed for Gerlach. *sigh* Should say, headed for Gerlach after getting gas in Yerington. About 40 miles (half way, basically) between Gerlach and the last 24 hour gas station, I decided that if the only gas station in Gerlach wasn't equipped for 24 hour service, I'd be waiting for the station to open, and miss not only the Saddlesore deadline, but the hour grace period and be a DNF. SilverSVS would be doing all he could to not shoot me...so back to Fernley and gas. Naturally, when I got to Gerlach, the Shell station, while empty of people, would work 24 hours if you had a credit card. Hence, my tracking loopback before Gerlach. Naturally, the item to be found was nowhere you could find it at night, unless you knew exactly were to look for it On a dirt road called Guru Lane, that no map I could find had any record of. Wandered through the town a couple of times...no joy. It's not in town. It's on a dirt road outside of town. As you will see, I don't do dirt roads, so I certainly can't see them. Took a picture of the post office as a last-ditch attempt to earn the points I probably wouldn't be getting anyway.
Mr. Garmin told me if I wanted to get the big points in Susanville, to take the county road out of Gerlach (somewhat toward Alturas) and hang a left on some road that would take me to 395. Brockwood Rd.(edit: Buckhorn), I think. 50 miles sorta east of Gerlach. Blew right by it. 50 miles of 35 MPH twisties with lights that were good for...35MPH twisties...including the high beam.
HTF did I miss a road on the left??? Came back, dirt road. Now, a couple of you know I don't do dirt roads, and many know the K1200GT does not do dirt roads. Ok, Mr. Garmin says "1.8 miles". Eh...ok. 1.8 miles and the display changes just as the road forks. I'm to go left. Not happy, but both forks are dirt roads. Mr. Garmin now gleefully states that the next "segment" is 28.3 miles.
28 MILES?
48 minutes? 
2:00AM? 


Wasn't gonna happen. "So, Mr. Garmin, how 'bout you just plot a route back to the start/finish point?" "Arrive at 6:43 AM". So much for Susanville Prison's large point package. Lesson learned? When you bring paper maps (you have to bring paper maps if you want to do this right), look at them before throwing your trust into Mr. Garmin's lap. He don't read those maps, either.
Got back to Fernley, got some fuel, got more water for the CamelBak, had an energy bar, 5 hour energy boost (without the crash...yeah...) and headed back to the start point. I-80. Over the summit. Yes, I brought the heated jacket, and yes, I put it on in Fernley. Thank gawd for that. Damn, it was cold...heated seat, heated grips, both on high. Jacket didn't warm me much, as neither did the seat or grips, but wow! Opened my face mask to scratch my nose, and it was
COLD!. Could feel some heat, but let's just say I wasn't cold, but still not feelin' the love.
Ok, banquet in couple hours, I've had one beer already, so to avoid any PUI incidents (huh? Yeah, try going 24 hours without sleep, 20 hours of that on the bike riding at (legal...have to say that) speed working your brain at 95%, and then have a beer. Tell me that beer doesn't affect you at all. Well, maybe not at first, but I wanted to take a nap before the ceremonies, and it was the easiest crutch I could find.)
