Tag 78-79 No stop signs, speed limit. My luggage gonna slow me down. Like a wheel, gonna spin it. Nobody’s gonna mess me around. Hey Satan, paid my dues working in a no rocking company. Hey , look at me. I’m on my way to the promised land, whoo! I’m on the Highway to Sturgis Highway to Sturgis….

Mittwoch Vormittag ging es los Richtung Sturgis… Erstmal noch getankt. Welch ein Akt zu Tanken, in Abhängigkeit vom Anbieter. Wenn… Weiterlesen Tag 78-79 No stop signs, speed limit. My luggage gonna slow me down. Like a wheel, gonna spin it. Nobody’s gonna mess me around. Hey Satan, paid my dues working in a no rocking company. Hey , look at me. I’m on my way to the promised land, whoo! I’m on the Highway to Sturgis Highway to Sturgis….

Tag „69“-75: I only came here for motobiking. Share my money with the people from the shipping line. Dont drink some wine. Give us some time. I aint no wise boys. I´m fools. I must clean my bike to the canadian rules. Nobody tell me what’s goin‘ down. Don’t need another Vancouver shakedown.

Mittwoch 25. July Wachgeworden, Macbook angeworfen, Email von der Spedition. Ich soll mir beim Zoll, sprich Canadian Border Service Agency… Weiterlesen Tag „69“-75: I only came here for motobiking. Share my money with the people from the shipping line. Dont drink some wine. Give us some time. I aint no wise boys. I´m fools. I must clean my bike to the canadian rules. Nobody tell me what’s goin‘ down. Don’t need another Vancouver shakedown.