Wasn't going to get much further then that without a stop anyway. 2.5 gallon peanut tank doesn't go too far. Had a gas can packed in my duffel strapped to the sissy bar. No comments please on my intelligence or sanity.
Welcome from the Missouri Ozarks and thank you for your service!
Plenty of folks (including some of the loving members on this site
) think I'm crazy for taking off on my bike by myself for 11 or 12 days on a reliable, modern machine (Currently a 2018 NINJA 650 ABS KRT; I've pulled the same stunt on a Honda NT700V, NINJA 1000, and, yes, NINJA 300
). But I have also been blessed to have the Good Lord send me help when I need it. The biggest problem I've had was that the shop gave me an off-road chain shortly before my trip last year, and nobody figured it out (including the same shop when I trailered back a there a couple days later to get it checked and adjusted again; I thought there may have been an extra link or something) until I was 250 miles in and the shop owner who let me use his parking lot to adjust the chain AGAIN (hard to believe he couldn't spare a mechanic for a damsel in distress with a credit card...) said, "There aren't any O-rings." Well, there weren't any X-whatevers either, but they DID give me the green chain I asked for.
But the Harley riders in the Waffle House parking lot the next day directed me to the former Kawi dealer in Paducah, KY (the current one didn't have anything in stock that would fit, as they used to be just Polaris, I guess) who had me on the road with a proper albeit not green chain about noon.
Two years ago, I was adjusting my windscreen at a gas station without benefit of my "good" tools, and a retired rider came over to see if he could help. Turns out one of the nut wells was damaged, but I didn't want to burn my last spare, so he came up with putting lipbalm on it to get it to seat in the windscreen.
Same trip, I was lost trying to escape Norfolk, VA, waiting at a light to go under the freeway to get back on, and I was trying to get a sip out of my Camelbak, but it was caught on something. A Good Samaritan from two cars back hopped out, ran up and freed my drink hose, then ran back to his car before the light changed. Yes, I truly do rely on the kindness of strangers.