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Posted to r.m.h on July 19, 1999
Whataweekend!! It took some time but Lucky and I (through rain, sleet,
snow, BEER, etc...) made it to the campsight at about 8pm. After shooting
the shit with our fellow comrades, we turned in. I woke up in what I can
only describe as a warm wet rag. It rained all night and my tent didn't
exactly keep all of the water out. Infact, I think it held most of it in!
All was not lost though. Da Madman was kind enough to show us all to the
location of the best damned breakfast I've ever had. I can't wait to go
back. After saying good byes to all of the good folks I met and have met
before, I headed South. Thanks again to da Madman, his directions took me
to I-5 where it immediately stopped raining. Finally a chance to let the
wind dry me out. I took the turn to Hwy 101 at Olympia and was just
starting to enjoy myself when "it" happened. "It" was the breaking of my
forward primary belt shredding. Shit. I knew exactly what had happened.
Found a nice little pull out and confirmed it. Yep, a broken primary belt.
Out comes the cell phone and I call Olympia Harley to come get me. The
showed up real fast with a
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