Like we talked about yesterday, today was all about getting into a good position for tomorrow. Well, mission accomplished and even though today wasn’t supposed to be anything special it turned out pretty amazing.
We began today riding on a giant pancake. There were no hills, no nothin. We saw ‘farmland’ on either side of the road but couldn’t figure out what was being farmed. Dirt maybe? As we rode we noticed the road was covered in tar stripes. You’ve seen them, they’re long thin strips of tar they’ve put down to cover cracks. These went on for miles and miles. I was informed the lines are called tar snakes and apparently when it’s hot they’re deadly. Not poisonous, but slick and bad for bikes. It wasn’t too hot and the roads were straight so each of us played dodge the tar snakes, hit the tar snakes, or ride next to the snakeys.
Later in the day we definitely didn’t eat at a cool 1950s diner. It was also not that cool silver airstream type metal on the outsider and the food wasn’t any good either.
After lunch, I mean getting gas we started to ride into foothills and the sky was full of clouds and big as can be. That’s when we started seeing trains, fucktons of trains. We saw more trains in 2 hours than I’ve seen in some years. These two were like pigs in shit they were so excited. It was funny. They tried to get a train to honk at them, but no luck.
We rolled into Moriarty with the promise of Arby’s and goodtimes.