Ridge Road on the northern end became much rockier and rutted than anything we encountered anywhere else. It was like riding a jack hammer. Unfortunately, the rattling overpowered the GPS mount and it went flying. On urging from
ryan647 and
buffalo, we turned around and looked for it. I was convinced we wouldn't find it but after a couple of miles I did actually find the thing lying on top of the muck apparently undamaged.
This meant however that we didn't get an accurate mileage count since I didn't trust the mount over this terrain.
Using the trip meter from the gas station and noting mileages when we filled up and once I got home it looks like we did:
298.8 miles. This is not bad considering there was a DR200 in the mix.