I shucked that after about 150 miles and owe it's retreat to a particularly great session of 80's music I was listening to on XM radio. The next thing I know, I was playing air drums and singing in my helmet.
My plan was to find budget motel/hotels with one or two floors in hopes I could park my bike at the front door. Tonight it worked perfectly. I'm six steps from my bike. The hotel isn't a place I'd take the family but it will work fine. Dinner tonight was BBQ from a place down the road complete with Sam Adams lager which I'm finding particularly wonderful right now.
See you guys tomorrow!