I am indeed planning on publishing something, and will of course post here when it happens, but I'm at the very beginning of the writing process, so it could take a while. I'm thinking of putting up a small website too, which I'll li too as soon as it's done.
It was a wild trip. The bike had only about 1,500 miles when I started. I did about 200 miles off-road, and generally traveled in very, very rural areas.
Mechanical problems included a burnt exhaust gasket (a classic problem; fixed it in Cody, WY); a broken crash bar after I went down in Te rain in Ontario; and a rattled-off fuel tank bolt that caused some odd noises that took forever to locate.
Had a batch of bad fuel in central Nevada. Crashed again on a dirt road in the Nevada mountains on my way to a ghost town. Blew a main fuse and flooded the fuel tank vent, and it took me a while to reset the rollover sensor, but I was moving again after an hour of tinkering.
My longest day was 450 miles, which damn near killed me. In total, it took me 31 days. Generally I aimed at about 300 miles per day. Stayed with local folks the whole way, and only paid for lodging four times. Averaged about 75 mpg over the course of the trip.
I bought a sheepskin at the Sturgis rally (you should have SEEN those Harley dudes dueling over my bike) that helped with comfort, but only a bit. I still have some weird nerve damage in my forearms from the vibrations, but I'm told this will go away...
On the whole, I didn't modify the bike at all before setting out. I added a crash bar and a luggage rack. I abandoned the shitty rack in Jackson Hole and just strapped my luggage down with bungees. That's about it.
Lesson learned: if you cross America on an enfield, EVERYONE will talk to you. You'll meet everyone and anyone, and they'll love you and admire you right away. It was a hell of a thing.