We had one of those multi state get into position sort of days. Started in Utah, glanced off of Colorado, and landed in New Mexico. I can’t wait for real beer to touch my lips. Spending the last few days subverting Utah’s issues was starting to wear. Utah and it’s poor unfortunate souls (little mermaid) I’m sure will be happy they have been struck from the list. There is too much government control over too many aspects of their lives for it to make the list. What list you ask? Swampkat and I are making mental notes on where a good place to check out after Texas could be.
Trip, you may see Utah, but I’ve only got one day left in me for their shenanigans.
There were some fun roads this morning and the weather was ‘nice’. After lunch we headed into New Mexico and guess what was waiting there for us? You guessed it, the wind. This big ass front moving across the country is crazy. Four years ago when we were moving through this same area, at the same time of year we didn’t have to even think about the forecast. This time around it’s become part of the morning double check routine.
As we were driving through the wasteland known as northern New Mexico to some, we saw this giant rock in the distance. Friggin huge. Swampkat told me it was called shit rock, I mean Ship Rock. It was cool. Did it look like a ship?  Nope. It looked like a rock, a big rock.  The thing it did remind me of is the bad guys moving fortress in the movie Krull. We rode our fire steeds in it’s direction and beyond.  The wind deafened us with it’s noise. The headsets we communicate with were blaring each other’s wind noise, giving off a terrible stereo effect. The way it was moving I could feel my helmet strap flex against my jaw as the wind tried to pull my helmet off of my head. It blew. But at least the motorcycles weren’t as affected like they have been previous days.
Off for some great roads tomorrow. We’ll try to get a 360 for you guys.