Originally Posted by dshealey
His last moving track spot was 6:45 PM Pacific.
Yes, he was headed for Carson City, Sacramento, and San Ysidro. It was going to be close, but I have confidence he would have made it. He had about 900 miles to go, with 15 hours to do it. For Ken, this would have been a no brainer to take on.
If he had, it would have been an absolutely EPIC ride. It was a monster one as it was. Even though he did not finish, I would imagine this ride will keep him in high regard in the LD riding community.
That is what I meant Thursday evening when I said that in about 3 hours I would know if it was going to be "I thought so", or "OMG". I saw he was heading for Salt Lake City, and was waiting to see if he headed back down I-15 toward San Ysidro, or West toward Carson City. As soon as I saw him headed West on I-80, I knew it was either "Holy Cow" (Carson City to San Ysidro), or "OMG", Carson, Sacramento, San Ysidro.
Then when he dropped of I-80 onto 93 south to 50, I knew he was riding roads he liked, and felt it would be faster than I-80. When I talked to Ernie, he said that they had discussed this before the rally, having run I-80 recently and running into construction, and other craziness, so Ken decided that 50 would give him the best chance if he got that far.
Ken had stopped on 50 about an hour and 45 minutes before his accident, and transmitted the "Temp Stop" flag, we still do not know what that was about. That had worried me, as I was thinking he must have been experiencing some kind of problem
Sleep was not the issue, because he had a good solid 8 hours in Santa Fe for the sleep bonus. He was rested and chomping at the bit.
We will have to wait until Ken settles back down to daily life and is ready to talk about it.
I am pretty drained from all this, as watching his track closely for days on end, and trying to guess where he was going next was a real mental excercise. Then last night when he got on 50 headed for Carson City I was really hooked, wondering how he was going to do it and leave any breathing room, knowing he had some high traffic areas to contend with later in the day. When he stopped, my heart was in my throat, and I felt pretty helpless. I had his phone number, but it was getting "mailbox full" recordings. Needless to say, I did not sleep much last night.
This morning's news that he was hurt, but doing OK was a HUGE relief, far overcoming the sadness that he would not finish the rally, so I was high and smiling again.