“…to tell the whole truth, I went to bed thoroughly disgusted with my bargain. I felt as if I was a fool for attempting to cross the continent on a motor bicycle. I was tired of sand and sagebrush and railroad ties. My back ached, and I fell asleep feeling as if I did not care whether I ever reported to the Motorcycle Magazine in New York or not.”
George A Wyman
In marked contrast to Wyman’s day, I pull into Battle Mountain at 4:30 PM after 47 uneventful miles on I-80. I’ve had space in my head to appreciate the extraterrestrial Nevada landscape and listen to music transmitted wirelessly to my phone (wireless radio broadcast wasn’t invented until 1906, three years after Wyman’s trip). I’m a little warm, a little thirsty, but my back feels fine. I could use a coffee though and a top-off charge before heading out again
Following Wyman: An Electric Motorcycle Adventure continues here: https://followingwyman.substack.com/p/july-15-2016-saturday-night-in-nevada?r=2rzwg
