After much debating and head scratching, I've pretty much decided to drive the car again, and trailer the bike. Not that I doubt my bike on that long of a trip, but rather my ass-cheek's and tailbone's ability to withstand that much riding on 1/4" of neoprene, and also just in case I have the unfortunate luck of blowing a tire, busting a throttle cable, etc. I would be stranded on the side of the road in the middle of nowhere on some 2-lane highway, and I gotta be at work at 7am Monday morning. So, trailer it is, and just to make sure, Mike, I'll be splitting the bunkhouse and will bring the cash with me to pay for it.