It was a rather unremarkable trip for the first 6 hours, and some really nice riding on WA-20 (Cascades Highway). Then it went sideways. I stopped to change gloves somewhere around 30 miles east of Concrete. Gregg noticed some steam coming from a clear hose under the bike...
Oh no! I figured the battery had been overcharging. Sure enough, we had to bump start it. And again, and again, and many more times as the battery got worse. We finally made it back to Canada, 4 hours after the first death, and are now in the parking lot of a somewhat local to my house mall (in Langley), with my wonderful girlfriend on her way with booster cables, a spare battery, and some distilled water. The battery is dry.
Now she does not like driving at night, nor in unfamiliar locations...this could get interesting.

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