Retracing the ride Peppermint had
made just the other day. Gas and go,
and finally put on my electric vest in Wickenburg, west bound with a goal of
Bakersfield.
Peppermint and I always ride as
one, and I love to ride with her. We make perfect passes and pull along each
other and giggle like schoolgirls.
Riding along today I have to make a pass ranch vehicle ahead” no bike behind me,
just solo mode, and a twist of the throttle and that 1973 Ford with hay in the
bed is history. it’s like that most of the way. Not much west bound traffic, but lots of major horse transporters are east bound.
No gas here. Photo from the web
Interstate 40 from Needles. Cruise
control set at 65 in the 70 zone. CHP wave with a thumbs up as they pass on the
left. Trash on the roadside. Broken glass sparkles in the sun. Cans shine
bright. Plastic is everywhere. Bags, bottles, sheets. Blowing in the wind, hanging on the barbed wire fences, stuck to
cactus. Bike just rumbles, I’m going to check it but we should be getting aboot
45-50 mpg I can afford that!
Settled in at Tehachapi, not quite to Bakersfield
You go, girlfriend. Ride safe until we once again ride as one. Giggled like a schoolgirl as I read the blog!!
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