2 more home, one left on the road still

Smoke and I rolled into my driveway late this afternoon after slabbing from Fairport, New York, the temporary home of The Beaver and his out of sorts motorbike. Have not heard from him so don't know of his current status.I will call Mrs Beaver tomorrow and get an update. I have a lot more respect now for the 4 members of our band of rowdies who did the iron butt ride. Smoke and I took 2 days to do the same ride and it wore us both to a frazzle. My perineum will probably never recover. Interstate travel is a great way to cover ground rapidly but is severely lacking in entertainment value. Our only issue was I couldn't get Smoke to shut his bike off after Beavs trouble.I finally convinced him he couldn't let it idle all night in the motel parking lot. When I got home the Wee odometer read 6607 miles door to door.This does not include the mileage accrued riding in the cargo bay of our total of 23 hours on the various ferries. The GPS says our moving speed averaged 46.8 for the entire trip. I'm surprised it was that high. Cyphered out that comes to 112 hours of actual seat time..My ischial tuberosities coulda told you that. I've been perusing thru the pix and we have some good ones. I will get these together and load them on a web photo site so everyone has access. Sure was fun but I'm really glad to sleeping in my own bed and using my own wi-fi. So, where next?????...boog