Ok, I need to update on my part of the trip after I left Lubbock. A few hours down the road, in the middle of NOWHERE in the panhandle of Texas, on a two lane wanna-be road, a State Trooper (what is he doing there anyway) decides to pull me over. I am pretty sure that he thinks I’m on a sport bike, but when he sees that it’s a crappy dual-sport he lets me off with a warning for doing 75 in a 70.
Pass into New Mexico with no further interruptions, except of course for the obvious, a little piece of my soul was lost that refused to leave Texas for New Mexico. Understandable.
Just when I think I’m going to make it to Colorado before I need to stop, the entire horizon in front of me explodes with lightning. Luckily there is a rest stop here, and not just any rest stop. These picnic tables have not only a roof, but three walls and a porch too!
I throw the bike under the porch, roll out my trusty sleeping pad (don’t leave home without it) and hit the sack. Er… table.
Fast Facts
Law enforcement encounters: 2
Citations: 0
Warnings: 1
Nights spent illegally sleeping in public: 2
Ah just look at those green and red chile's on their state sign. New Mexico does it right!
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