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- Oct 20, 2010
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- Location
- Victoria
- First Name
- Gary
- Last Name
- Turner
I left Steve standing there on the side of the road with overcast skies and a cool morning. I reached the pavement and put my ear plugs in. I then headed for Fields.
I was slightly somber but as I rode along recounting the days prior I had a grin in my helmet and satisfaction in my heart. The ride didn’t go as planned but it went well.
I rolled into Fields and topped off my fuel. Yikes $7.20 for 87 octane. Oh well I was on a mission.
The only thing higher than the gas was the ladies thoughts of her self. Once I got told were to park my bike or more specifically were not to park it I ordered a cup of coffee. I skipped coffee that morning in camp as the wind was blowing and I didn’t want to take time to get out my wind break but now I had work to do and I needed to be properly nourished for my next stent. They were out of coffee but made a fresh pot at the speed of 2 weeks from never. It was hot and good when I finally got it. I poured it straight into my neck and headed for the door. I headed out and sank spurs into the old SE and he snorted just a bit as we rolled out. There was a couple of other folks out that were looking to make good time back to Nevada. It reminded me of…
Soon I was back at the Holiday Motel where this little tour kicked off. My truck was all intact and right where I left it.
Loaded up got fuel and provisions for the night and reversed course back to Fields to pickup my awaiting hitchhiker.
I was slightly somber but as I rode along recounting the days prior I had a grin in my helmet and satisfaction in my heart. The ride didn’t go as planned but it went well.
I rolled into Fields and topped off my fuel. Yikes $7.20 for 87 octane. Oh well I was on a mission.
The only thing higher than the gas was the ladies thoughts of her self. Once I got told were to park my bike or more specifically were not to park it I ordered a cup of coffee. I skipped coffee that morning in camp as the wind was blowing and I didn’t want to take time to get out my wind break but now I had work to do and I needed to be properly nourished for my next stent. They were out of coffee but made a fresh pot at the speed of 2 weeks from never. It was hot and good when I finally got it. I poured it straight into my neck and headed for the door. I headed out and sank spurs into the old SE and he snorted just a bit as we rolled out. There was a couple of other folks out that were looking to make good time back to Nevada. It reminded me of…
Soon I was back at the Holiday Motel where this little tour kicked off. My truck was all intact and right where I left it.
Loaded up got fuel and provisions for the night and reversed course back to Fields to pickup my awaiting hitchhiker.
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