If there is one thing for certain, on most motorcycle trips that involve me you are going to find rain or repairs. We found both. It rained quite frequently in the southwest corner of West Virginia. In fact, it rained pretty much every day like it would in the Caribbean.
As for the break-down. Josh completely dumped his bike under water in a huge puddle. He couldn't get to the kill switch on time, and alas, watered it down. We first tipped it upside down and water just rushed out of the muffler. Then we proceeded to take the spark plug out of it and get the water out of the top of the cylinder. However we didn't have an extender long enough to reach the top of the plug. We were at least 9 miles back to the hotel - dam. So, we started towing it. It was rough. Just terribly rough on the terrain. The towed it for about 4 miles until we came across some four-wheelers who were well equipped with tools, and importantly knowledge on the trick of the trade. I guess one of them had the exact same bike a few years back and new exactly how to trouble-shoot out of our problem.
Sure enough, we got everything out, and then put back together. The bike didn't want to start with the kicker, but on the first significant down hill we bum-started it and it took off back to life! The last 4 miles home would be much easier.