Yesterday I discovered something interesting about the Navigon GPS. I was going to stop in Ortonville, Minnesota. I asked for a room at the desk of the "nicest motel in town". The clerk looked and sounded like the Quikee Mart guy on the Simpsons. This is never good. In the past that means the place is dirty and structurally unsound. I was relieved that he was booked up. I didn't check any other motels.
I got back on the bike and set off for Aberdeen, South Dakota. That is when I discovered the GPS idiosyncrasy. I knew that when you exceed the posted speed buy about 5MPH a breathy woman's voice says, "Beware". She's British, I'm sure. I now learned that when you are riding at DoD nominal*, she says, "Slow down, Twit! You'll go to prison! If you get a ticket, you're not getting any tonight!" Any what? I pulled the earbud out and didn't hear the rest. Jeese! It was like being married again!
* DoD nominal is 10% faster than insanity or as fast as the bike will go (124 MPH).
It didn't take me long to make Aberdeen. There I found a nice motel where the desk clerk sounded local.
Today I have a much shorter ride to do. The storm I am waiting out will not hinder me.
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