As I headed up the mountain side, it started to rain.....well, that didn't last long, because it then started to snow. The real wet, heavy kind, yanno? I thought about turning around and heading back to Winslow... (If my bike could talk, it might have said...
The next day was beautiful! The snow even melted, and I got the hell outta there. I was never so glad to get out of Flagstaff.
Moral of the story? Just because the sun is shining one minute, doesn't mean it won't piss on ya the next
Overall though, It was a great ride from Albuquerque. After Arizona, California was
Especially through Barstow. From there, I dropped down to Victorville, and made my way into L.A. WHEW! How the hell do people live there??!! (I get the same thing about Alaska) Well, the coastal ride up Hwy 101 sure made up for going through L.A. Met a lot of great folks on that trip....and a few really great women.....but...that's a whole 'nother story. he Pariostrong>nt>> r>ble> |




