I have just registered....although not without some trepidation involving the possibility my bike will breath its last somewhere between here (Arizona) and there (Nakusp). On the other hand, Ive been talking this way for tens of thousands of miles, so I stand a good chance of seeing you all in a few weeks.
I have not been able to pay for my registration. The payment page seems to think that I should use my Paypal account, which I do not want to do for various obscure reasons. It refuses to accept my credit card instead, although the card company says they are not denying any charges. Then Paypal charges the card a dollar each time it is refused. It is all very mysterious, and I do not find it comforting that Paypal can access a card which I have not registered for their use, despite the fact that I am not using them for the transaction.
Anyway, maybe that will all sort itself out....somehow.
I am now 40,000 miles into a 42,000 mile trip, more or less---from Washington State to Tierra del Fuego and back by way of, in essence, everywhere possible. There is no way I will be in any sort of shape to make a presentation of any kind, but I would gladly participate in a question and answer period or panel discussion or anything of that nature, if someone wants to organize such a thing.
Otherwise I guess I will happily answer random questions which come up from any quarter, but questioners might wish to bear in mind that I tend to get less focused while simultaneously markedly more garrulous in proportion to the amount of
available. Don't say I didn't warn you.
Lastly, if there is someone who can bring to the meeting a wrench appropriate for changing out my KLR countershaft sprocket, this would allow my very weary bike to perhaps ride around on dirt roads and trails this one last time before it expires. The right tool for the job is a socket and breaker bar plus a pipe extension, or a giant crescent wrench, or anything simiar. Please let me know if you can provide such a thing.
Thanks much, and thanks to the organizers!
(from the high Arizona desert, where frighteningly intense lightning storms wander hither and yon throughout the afternoons and evenings, causing flash flooding and a degree of nervousness in the intrepid rider-of-motorcycles, but no apparent lasting damage)