I rode to Moab, Utah last year for the Rawhyde Adventure Challenge and really enjoyed myself. The Moab area has some of the best adventure motorcycle roads I've ever seen - the riding is challenging and the scenery is out of this world. More importantly, I met some great people who I'm sure will become life-long friends. I've been looking forward to this ride all year.

I did my best to pursuade some of my local riding buddies to accompany me, but they all had other plans and I wound up riding alone. I really didn't mind .... solo riding has many advantages and I find that I really don't mind my own company that much.

This year, I decided to do a little exploring on my way to Moab - here are a few of my ideas:

I was a little nervous about riding these remote roads by myself . . . you never know what might happen out there and help can be a long way off. I always carry my SPOT, but it is very easy to imagine a situation where I wouldn't be able to use it to summon help.

My buddy, Bill, agreed to back me up on this ride. He had all my information and he promised to monitor my progress on the SPOT map that tracks my location every 10 minutes. The plan was for me to send a SPOT "OK Message" at the end of each day's ride. If, by 10:00 PM, Bill hadn't received the "OK Message", he would call SPOT's emergency control center and tell them that I needed help and to start looking for me at my last reported position. This way, if I was in trouble and unable to operate my SPOT, somebody would eventually find me.

For this trip, I decided to make all motel reservations for the entire ride before leaving home. In this crummy economy, you might assume that fewer people are out on the roads and it would be easy to find a room in almost any town. One never knows. All kinds of local events can cause all the rooms in a town to be filled. Even without a special event, rooms can be scarce if you roll into town after dark. I'm one who hates to ride into town and find 'no vacancy' signs. Although I've never failed to find a room, the hassle of scrambling around is something I'm less willing to tolerate as I get old and crotchety.

A day goes much better if you know where you're going to be sleeping that night.


September 15, 2012
El Dorado Hills, CA to Ely, UT

My destination for the first day was Eureka, Nevada, an easy, 350 mile ride. I got off to a leisurely start and enjoyed a late breakfast with my wife on the way out of town.

I've ridden across Nevada on Hwy 50 many, many times and I always enjoy it. The weather was perfect, traffic was light, and I just kept moving. Although I didn't take many photos, I did spot this sign just east of Fallon, Nevada that made me wonder what was going on.

Didn't smell a thing . . . .

I pulled into the Best Western in Eureka, Nevada about 5:00 PM after a pleasant, but uneventful ride. There were about a dozen motorcycles parked near the office with 5 or 6 people milling about. It turns out that it was a good thing I had a reservation - these folks had taken the last rooms and were doubling up in some of them. One of the riders mentioned that they had first stopped in Ely, about 80 miles east of here, but everything was booked up because of a motorcycle race. If you look at a map, you'll see that that doesn't leave many options for finding a place, in this area, to spend the night. There's always camping along the side of the road, I guess.

About half the motorcycles were dirt bikes and one of the riders struck up a conversation as I was unloading my gear. These guys were headed for Tonopah, Nevada and were traveling primitive roads and trails. I told him of my plans to ride some of the dirt roads east of Ely, and he warned me that there had been some pretty good storms in recent weeks that had washed out a lot of the roads and trails they were traveling. I really wasn't too worried that there would be problems on any of the roads I was planning to take, but you never know.

Miles traveled today:  350
Miles traveled total:    350

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September 16 , 2012
Ely, NV to Torrey, UT

I took one look at the free continental breakfast and decided that I'd just grab a cup of coffee and a bagel to eat while I was getting packed and loaded up. Ely was just 80 miles down the road and I could wait an hour or so for some bacon & eggs.

I really enjoyed the ride to Ely. Hwy 50 is actually pretty interesting east of Eureka and has plenty of twisties as it crosses several mountain ranges. Again, the weather was perfect with clear, blue, sunny skies. Early morning temperatures were a little crispy - in the 50s - but I was toasty in my riding gear.

Hwy 50 between Eureka and Ely

I was a little disappointed to find that my usual restaurant in Ely was closed with a "For Sale" sign in front of it. On my way through town, however, I had seen another likely looking place for breakfast, so I turned around to give it a try. Apparently, I'd been eating at the wrong restaurant - the Silver State Restaurant, served up a pretty decent breakfast.

It was less than 10 miles out of Ely that I embarked on my first planned "adventure", the road around Cave Lake. The first six or seven miles were paved, much to my surprise and disappointment - the GPS maps showed it to be a dirt road.

The pavement ended at a ranger station. Since the warnings of the fellow in Eureka were still fresh in my mind, I stopped to inquire if the road was open all the way to Hwy 883. The ranger said the road was open and wished me a nice day.

This road was actually great! It climbed to nearly 8500 feet before descending into the valley on the east side of the mountains. The views were out of this world.


The road started to get a little rocky, so I decided to stop and air down my tires a bit. I pulled into a camping area and, as I was letting air out, I chatted with a couple camped near by. The woman seemed a little concerned that I was alone, and warned me that the road over the top was rough and the descent was actually dangerous. Hmmm. I decided to see for myself.

NF-436 getting a little rocky

The road did get a lot more technical on the downhill side, but it wasn't too tough. It was generally steep, a little rocky, and there were a few tight switchbacks - just enough to keep things interesting. And the views .......


After riding about 15 miles of dirt roads, I hit pavement again on Nevada Hwy 883 near the junction of Hwy 50 and Hwy 93, just west of a windmill farm. I stopped for a short break then continued on to Hwy 50.

After riding about 5 miles on Hwy 50, I came to the Osceola turn off that Bill and I had spotted in July. Hwy 50 was routed around a mountain here, but the road to Osceola climbs right over the top. The initial climb provides some spectacular views of the valley below, including the windmill farm and the highways. Unfortunately, something happened to the SD card on my camera and all 16 photos I shot in this area disappeared.

The road is generally well maintained gravel and pretty easy riding. I spotted an old cemetery and the ruins of a stone building near the old town site, but I didn't stop because there were a couple of old trailers in the vicinity that looked like they might be occupied. I also heard a big dog bark and didn't relish the idea of dealing with somebody's guard pit bull.

When I got back on Hwy 50, I continued on into Utah, then took Hwy 21 south to Beaver, Utah. From there I rode east on Hwy 153 where I was looking forward to an interesting ride over the mountains.

Hwy 153 just east of Beaver, Utah

I hadn't gone too far when a sign warned that Hwy 153 was closed to through traffic and there was an unpaved detour. DARN!

This was actually a great break and I found another 15 miles of dirt roads that I didn't know about. The detour routed me onto Kent's Lake Rd. which climbed to over 10,000 feet before coming back down to Hwy 153. At these elevations, the fall colors were at full intensity and I really enjoyed myself in spite of some development near the lake and a few pickups on the road.

GPS reading over 10,000 feet on Forest Rd. 137 near Le Baron Lake

Fall colors on Forest Rd. 137

Fall colors on Forest Rd. 137

Panoramic View from Hwy 153 looking east towards Junction, Utah
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It was getting a little late by the time I hit pavement again, and I was getting a little hungry as I rolled into Junction. But .. I still had over 80 miles to my planned night's stop in Torrey, Utah, so I just kept riding and didn't stop until I pulled into the Days Inn.

Hwy 153 just east of Junction, Utah- That's Junction ahead

I checked into the motel and began unloading my gear. Usually at a motel, I just retrieve my shaving kit and some fresh clothes from my panniers. Since I was going to be staying here for a couple of days, and doing a lot of back roads exploring, I completely unloaded my motorcycle, taking off the aluminum panniers and all my camping gear. When you're on difficult roads, the lighter you can make your motorcycle, the better . . . . and I wasn't sure what to expect.

Several folks came into the lobby as I was checking in, and were lined up behind the counter as I headed for my room. As I was making my third trip packing gear into my room, I heard the desk clerk tell someone: "Sorry, we're all filled up for the night. As a matter of fact, we're booked up for the next 3 days." RESERVATIONS ARE GOOD!

I've done some complaining in the past that motels don't seem to understand the need for electrical outlets in this modern age. What few outlets are there are in a room are usually hidden behind a TV set, a refrigerator, or a bed, and are very inconvenient. This place not only had three very handy outlets on the walls, but each outlet looked like this.

No problem charging cell phones, cameras and computers here

After a ho-hum dinner at a local restaurant, I returned to the motel, checked my email, played with Facebook for a bit, and hit the rack. I was looking forward to a great day tomorrow.

Miles traveled today:   373
Miles traveled total:     723

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September 17, 2012
Torrey, UT - Burr Trail, Wolverine Loop

My plan for today was to ride The Burr Trail, a popular backcountry route that starts about 40 miles south of Torrey near the town of Boulder, Utah. It heads east through Grand Staircase-Escalante National Monument into Capital Reef National Park. The loop I had planned was about 130 miles, 30 miles of which are dirt roads. If it looked like I had time, I was also planning to ride Wolverine Loop, 25 more miles of dirt road.

Again this morning I had a hankering for a hearty "bacon 'n eggs". Before a big ride, cold cereal and a banana at a "free" motel breakfast just doesn't hack it.

As far as I'm concerned, the best restaurant in the Torrey area is actually in the small town of Bicknell, about 8 miles west of Torrey. It's called SunGlow Motel and Family Restaurant and the food and ambiance suit me to a "T".

When I hopped on my bike and headed for Bicknell, my motorcycle's temperature readout was indicating 38° . . . and it felt like it. I thought about breaking out my heated gear after a few miles, but decided I could tough it out for the 10 minute ride. I arrived at the restaurant cold and hungry - the bacon, eggs, and hot coffee sure hit the spot.

A couple, sitting at a nearby table, had seen me ride up, and they struck up a conversation about motorcycling. They asked the usual questions of "where are you from" and "where are you headed" and I outlined my plans to explore the area. The guy told me that they had ridden the Burr Trail several years ago. He warned me that there was a lot of sand but the views were worth the ride. I always take these warnings with a BIG grain of salt - everyone has different motorcycles, different expectations, different skills, and a different opinion.

I also told him about my plan to ride to Cathedral Valley tomorrow. He knew the ride started by fording the Fremont River and he warned me that there had been a lot of rain in recent weeks and the river was higher than normal. He recommended that I check it out before making any concrete plans. Since today's ride ended near the water crossing, I told him I would - it sounded like an excellent idea.

After the couple left the restaurant, I dawdled over my food and coffee for about an hour to let the sun warm things up a bit before I hit the road. There were no newpapers in the restaurant, so I used my Android to get caught up on the news - what did we ever do before smart phones?

By this time, the temperature had warmed up to the low 60s, and riding was comfortable. I headed back to Torrey then south on Hwy 12, which is one scenic ride. The road begins to climb not too far south of Torrey and continues to a 9500 summit within 20 miles.

About 10 miles down the road, I found myself coming up on a group of Harleys that seemed content to putt along about 55 mph. I decided to join their group and enjoy the great scenery. As you can see, at these elevations the fall colors are quite spectacular.

Utah Scenic Hwy 12 south of Torrey, Utah

Utah Scenic Hwy 12 south of Torrey, Utah

The views coming down the south side of the summit into Boulder, Utah aren't too bad, either.

Utah Scenic Hwy 12 north of Boulder, Utah

At Boulder, I turned east onto the Burr Trail and found myself riding down a narrow, paved road. It didn't take long until I was seeing some spectacular rock formations.

Burr Trail east of Boulder, Utah

The road wound its way through some rolling terrain ......

Burr Trail east of Boulder, Utah

and then down into a narrow canyon . . .

Burr Trail

and then out of the canyon and more rock formations . . .

Burr Trail

and then wound its way across some rugged terrain . . .

Burr Trail

After about 20 miles of scenes like these, I came across the Wolverine Loop turnoff. I had yet to leave the pavement and I was making excellent time in spite of my sight seeing pace. I decided that I had enough time to try the 25 miles of dirt roads. Although I had no reports of its condition, I figured I could always turn around if it got too tough.

The first few miles were anything but tough - smooth, wide, graded dirt with very light gravel.

Wolverine Loop

That soon changed when the road intersected with a river bed and followed it for about a mile. Sand definitely isn't my favorite riding condition, but I wasn't going to be turned around so quickly, so I soldiered on. I was surprised to see that this stuff really wasn't causing me much problem - maybe all the practicing I had been doing out at the OHV park was paying off.

Wolverine Loop

Wolverine Loop

Once the road climbed out of the river bed, I again found myself on a nicely maintained dirt road. As you can see, the terrain is very interesting and the views well worth the ride.

Wolverine Loop

Wolverine Loop

Something happened in here that is a little disconcerting to me. About 10 miles down Wolverine Loop I made a wrong turn somewhere. I soon noticed that I was no longer on my GPS route and turned around. For the life of me, I can't see how I did it, but when I got back on my route, I turned the wrong way and headed right back down the road I had just traveled. I never did figure out that I was going the wrong direction until I was back on the Burr Trail, exactly where I started.

I think I may have figured it out if my display had been oriented "North Up" rather than "Track Up". As I was riding along, my occasional GPS check simple verified that I was still on my route - not which direction I was traveling. If my display had been oriented "North Up" I'm pretty sure that I would have noticed that I was traveling north rather than south. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

Seriously, though ...... I was a little shaken that even with a GPS, I had wandered so far off my route and not discovered it. I think sometimes that these modern tools actually dull our senses a little ... maybe more than a little. It hasn't been all that long ago when I would have had only a map. I don't remember ever getting so twisted around using a map. Maybe because in those days one had to know which direction he was headed and paid attention to things like the sun's position in the sky and the terrain. Nowadays, why bother ..... the GPS will save you. Maybe this was a good wake up call.

I continued heading east on Burr Trail and in about 10 miles this is what I saw.

Burr Trail

The dirt road was in excellent condition - the riding was easy and the scenery ..... well check it out for yourself.

Burr Trail

Burr Trail

Burr Trail

As I neared Notom Rd. and the end of my ride on Burr Trail, I found myself looking down a series of switchback that drop more than 800 feet in less than 1/2 mile. Be sure to scroll to see the entire panorama below.

Panoramic view of Burr Trail Switchbacks
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Here's a video I found on YouTube that shows the view from the top of these switchbacks. Notice how quiet it is .... only the sound of a light wind. It was exactly like this when I was there. It's always a little humbling to witness nature on such a huge scale and feel a little insignificant.

It was less than a mile from the bottom of these switchbacks that I turned north on South Notom Rd. and headed back towards Torrey. The Burr Trail continued south but it would have to wait for another day. A sign said it was 24 miles to Hwy 24.

As I rode north on South Notom Rd., I continued to enjoy some pretty good scenery.

South Notom Rd.

South Notom Rd.

Except for some light sand here and there and the occasional sand wash, the road was well maintained and easy riding.

South Notom Rd.

South Notom Rd.

About 10 miles from Hwy 24, the dirt road ended and I found myself on pavement .......... the adventure for the day was over. The sight seeing, however, continued.

South Notom Rd.

When I reached Hwy 24, instead of turning west towards Torrey, I decided to check out the Fremont River water crossing at beginning of tomorrow's ride to Cathedral Valley.

This is what it looked like. I would enter the water right here. If you look at the center of this photo near the top, you can see the other side of the crossing. I would have to ride about 100 yards down the river before turning left and climbing out the other side. I couldn't see how deep the water was, so I waded out about half way across the river and downstream a little. The water quickly went over my boots and I stopped when it got knee high - I think I was near the deepest point. The bottom seemed firm - it was covered with course gravel with a few bigger rocks here and there. It was probably doable, but I decided that crossing it was too risky to attempt by myself and I'd find another route into the Cathedral Valley.

Fremont River Ford

After I finished my checking out of the water crossing, I headed back to my motel room and used my GPS software to figure out another way into the Cathedral Valley before heading out for dinner.

Miles traveled today:   184
Miles traveled total:     907

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September 18, 2012
Torrey, UT - Cathedral Valley

It was in the high 30s again this morning as I rode to breakfast. An hour or so later, however, and temperatures were in the 50s and climbing on this fine, sunny day with clear, blue skies. It was about 35 miles to my turnoff onto Caneville Wash Rd., my new way into Cathedral Valley, and by the time I got there I was ready for some dirt roads.

Caneville Wash Rd. wasn't the typical, well graded, gravel road I was expecting - right off the bat, there were enough sandy spots and ruts to keep me from getting too comfortable.

Caneville Wash Rd.

Caneville Wash Rd.

About a mile up the road, Caneville Wash Rd. turned into Hartnet-Cathedral Rd. and the frequency of sandy spots increased. In the early going, thankfully, the sand wasn't too deep.

It wasn't too long, however, before I encountered the first of what would be scores of sand washes. I briefly thought about turning around, but couldn't bring myself to give up so quickly.

Hartnet-Cathedral Rd.

I continued on and it didn't get any easier. Again, I was a little surprised that I really wasn't having any problems . . . . it was just making me a little nervous that the next thing I ran into would be something I couldn't handle. I wondered at the wisdom of riding alone on roads like this. Oh well, I'm here and there's nothing to do but continue on.

Hartnet-Cathedral Rd. - the left side of the road was washed out here.
The remaining roadbed was too narrow for a jeep or SUV and the
four-wheelers had to detour around this section.

Some of the road was pretty good.

Hartnet-Cathedral Rd.

The only problem was that these good stretches were very short and it usually wasn't much more than 1/4 mile before I encountered the next sand wash.

The road generally ran parallel to the streambed of a small river. The road crossed the river from time to time and these were the most difficult sand washes to negotiate. In addition, there were dozens tributaries to this river, and the road crossed every damn one of them. There had been a fair amount of water running in all these streams in the not too distant past, and the streambeds had been scoured to a depth of 1 to 3 feet below the old road surface. There had been some traffic by jeeps and SUVs that rounded off the sharp drops, but no road maintenance had been done since the water had done its job.

Hartnet-Cathedral Rd.

Enough about road conditions - it was a little challenging, but apparently within my abilities. I would have felt a little better, however, if I would have had a couple of riding buddies. I did see a couple of SUVs along the way so I wasn't entirely alone out there.

I soon entered Cathedral Valley and started seeing what I came here for. Each of the locations below was off the main road a mile or two and some of these side trips were quite challenging - more sand mostly, and even one rocky section.

Hartnet-Cathedral Rd.

Temple of the Sun and Temple of the Moon

Temple of the Sun

Temple of the Moon

Hartnet-Cathedral Rd.

Side Trip to Gypsum Sinkhole

Side Trip to Gypsum Sinkhole

Gypsum Sinkhole

Hartnet-Cathedral Rd.

As I approached the west end of the Cathedral Valley, the road started to climb a bit and I was no longer running into any sand washes. I can't say I was disappointed.

Eventually I found myself climbing out of Cathedral Valley on a fairly steep, rocky grade. It was actually a relief to be riding on something hard that provided for sure traction with no chance of getting stuck.

Hartnet-Cathedral Rd.

When I got to the top of the grade, instead of making my way out of Cathedral Valley on Polk Creek Rd., I continued on for a couple of miles to a viewpoint overlooking the valley.

This was one of the views that was the primary reason for the ride. Be sure to use the browser's scroll bar to see the entire panoramic view below.

Panoramic View of Cathedral Valley from the top of the grade and Hartnet-Cathedral Rd.
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After taking in the views, I returned to Polk Creek Rd. and began making my way to Hwy 72 and pavement. Had I continued past the viewpoint on Hartnet-Cathedral Rd., I would have wound up at the Fremont River Ford.

Polk Creek Rd. started off a little rocky, but as I continued, the rocks became fewer and I found myself riding on maintained gravel. It was good to be able to relax and take in the scenery as I cruised along.

Polk Creek Rd.

Polk Creek Rd.

The Cathedral Valley Overlook was at about 7,000 ft elevation and Polk Creek Rd. climbed higher to nearly 9500 ft. The fall colors were quite a sight.

Polk Creek Rd.

Polk Creek Rd.

I spotted a sign to Round Lake pointing to an interesting little side road heading north. What could I do? It was well worth the ride. Actually, that little road offered a few challenges since some sections of the road had been damaged by a pretty good water runoff in the not too distant past - probably a thunderstorm in the previous weeks.

It didn't look like many people visited this little lake.

Round Lake

Past the Round Lake turnoff, Polk Creek Rd. continues to climb for a bit, levels off, and intersects with Elkhorn Rd. which descends to Hwy 72 and pavement.

Elkhorn Rd.

Elkhorn Rd.

After I hit pavement on Hwy 72, it rode about 10 miles south to Hwy 24, then another 25 miles or so back to Torrey.

It was only about 2:30 PM by the time I rolled into Torrey, and I had plenty of time to do my laundry and post a few pictures to Facebook before dinner. After dinner, I just watched a little TV and relaxed before hitting the rack.

The riding today had been challenging, but I made it without any real difficulties and I had a real feeling of accomplishment - I slept like a baby.

Miles traveled today:    125
Miles traveled total:    1032

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September 19, 2012
Torrey, UT to Moab, UT

Originally I had also planned to do some exploring on my way from Torrey to Moab and I had laid out a 25 mile dirt road detour around Goblin State Park. Yesterday's experience, however, had made me a little leery of riding alone in the wilderness, and last night I sent Bill and Linda a text message saying that I wouldn't be doing much exploring the rest of the trip. I'll wait until I have a riding buddy before wandering too far from the pavement.

Since I had only about 150 miles to ride today, I slept in, took my time loading up my motorcycle, and enjoyed a leisurely breakfast.

Although there are plenty of photo opportunities, I took only one photo on my ride to Moab.

I've noticed this sign on Hwy 24 north of Hanksville before, and this time I decided to document it so I can check out possibilities of a future ride to explore some of these roads.

Hwy 24 north of Hanksville, Utah

I arrived at the Rawhyde camp site a little after noon and found only a few people there. I checked in, rode to my designated camping spot, pitched my tent and unloaded my bike. It was still very early, so I just walked around the area and shot a few photos while I waited for people to start showing up.

My home for the next 4 days

Rawhyde Truck

Eating area

Eventually some people I knew started showing up.

Colin, a fellow I'd met in Washington and ridden with several times was one of the first people I ran into. He was accompanied by Mick, a childhood friend of his from England.

A little later in the afternoon, another Mick showed up with Ryan, Jason, Michael and his friend Jeff, and a few other folks. They had ridden up from Phoenix on part of the Utah Backcountry Discovery Route and had had quite a ride.

Jeff had struck a rock that damaged his engine, in spite of his after market, BMW skid plate. I was very concerned because I had the same skid plate and didn't relish the thought of ruining my engine in the days to come.

In the discussions that ensued, everyone agreed that Black Dog Cycle Works makes a skid plate that would have prevented such a disaster. Luckily, Kurt, the owner of Black Dog was setting up his booth nearby and I went over to see if he had a skid plate for my bike.

He did, and I offered to buy one if he would install it. He was a little hesitant because he was very busy trying to get set up and Jason, who was listening to our conversation, said that he'd help me put it on. I took Jason up on his offer, and he and Ryan spent about an hour putting it on for me. All I had to do was hand them tools.

I want to stress that Jason and Ryan really don't know me that well, but they were willing to put themselves out a lot to help a fellow rider. This was at the end of a rough day of riding for them, and I'm sure they would rather have been relaxing with a beer, discussing the day's ride with their friends. THANK YOU JASON AND RYAN! I never would have been able to install that bash plate in the field myself.

Note: Jeff wrote a post on Advrider describing his ordeal. If you're interested in such things, CLICK HERE to read all about it - complete with photos of the damage, the old skid plate, and the Black Dog skid plate.

Jason and Ryan finished up installing my skid plate just before dark and just about the same time that Jim Hyde was starting his orientation talk.

After the orientation, we ate a hearty meal and made some riding plans for tomorrow. Colin, his friend Mick, and I talked about going for an "easy" ride tomorrow morning and maybe a little more difficult ride in the afternoon. Mick, my buddy from Phoenix, said that he'd like go out with Jason and Ryan in the morning and thought he may be be open to something in the afternoon.

Miles traveled today:     156
Miles traveled total:     1188

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September 20, 2012
Moab, UT - Rawhyde Adventure Rider Challenge

Coffee was on at 6:00 AM with breakfast served at 7:30 AM. I slept in until about 6:30 AM because I hate getting up when it's dark. I might point out that, at that time in the morning, it was very chilly - too darned chilly for my taste.

After breakfast I looked up Colin and his friend Mick - we had discussed going for a ride to Onion Creek Trail today - it was rated as "easy" and it seemed like a good way to start out. We were joined by a fellow named Guntar, from Salt Lake City.

Onion Creek Trail starts about 20 miles east of Moab off Hwy 128. Although it's "easy" doesn't mean there isn't plenty to see. One of its claims to fame is the number of stream crossings along its 7 mile length - none of us were able to keep an accurate count, but it's probably around 20. It also passes through a narrow canyon which is quite scenic.

Hwy 128 east of Moab

L to R: Guntar, Mick, Colin

Onion Creek Trail

Onion Creek Trail

Onion Creek Trail

Onion Creek Trail

We returned to camp from Onion Creek Trail just in time for lunch and we each downed a couple of great hamburgers. We decided that we would ride to the Spring Canyon Overlook in the afternoon - another easy ride.

There was no sign of Mick and the other Arizona riders, so we assumed they were still out on the trail and wouldn't be joining us this afternoon. These guys are more "hard core" than we are, and probably wouldn't have been intersted in such an easy ride anyway.

The ride out to the Spring Canyon Overlook was nothing to write home about. It was about 20 miles of asphalt, followed by another 10 miles or so of a wide, gravel, washboardy road to the overlook.

Spring Canyon Bottom Rd.

The overlook, however, lived up to its billing and was well worth the ride. We parked our bikes and many photos were taken of the various views offered from this vantage point.

Spring Canyon Overlook

Spring Canyon Overlook

There is a road to the bottom of Spring Canyon so down we went. It is narrow and steep with one sharp, steep switchback with a lot of loose material, but it posed no problems to anyone. None of us was sure if the road went anywhere, and we had no maps, so after a few minutes at the bottom, we rode back to the top, then returned to camp.

Spring Canyon Bottom Rd.

That evening in camp, as we waited for dinner, I found out that Rob Rickert, a riding buddy from Sacramento had arrived. There was another orientation for new arrivals, and as Jim Hyde was talking, Rob and I noticed that dinner was being served. Neither of us is known for missing chow, so we ran over to the chow line, got a couple of plates full of food, then disappeared to Rob's trailer to eat and discuss events.

After Rob and I finished eating, I headed for my tent and hit the rack - it turns out that was a big mistake.

Miles traveled today:       86
Miles traveled total:     1274

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September 21, 2012
Moab, UT - Rawhyde Adventure Rider Challenge

Today was the first day of the competition associated with the GS Trophy Challenge, an international event put on by BMW to determine which country has the best GS riders in the world. The top three finishers of this event in Moab would join the top three finishers of a similar event held back east to represent the USA in South America - three finalists will be chosen from the six qualifiers.

Mick, my friend from Phoenix, talked me into joining the competiiton - not with the idea that we had a serious chance, but to test our abilities and have a little fun. I've been dreading this day and looking forward to it at the same time.

My alarm went off at 6:30 AM again. I reluctantly crawled out of my warm sleeping bag, did my morning toilette, and headed for the chow tent for what I thought would be some coffee and chit chat before breakfast.


People were just finishing up their breakfasts and most of the folks were getting ready to head out for the competition.

Last night, while Rob and I were eating dinner in his trailer, Jim was having a riders' meeting, explaining that it was going to be a long day and they were starting everything an hour earlier this morning. Rob and I thought the riders' meeting would be this morning after breakfast ....... maybe we should have paid closer attention to the schedule last night . . . you think?

Mick and his group from Phoenix were just getting ready to head out - originally Mick and I were going to do this competition together and I thought about heading out with them. Rob, however, still hadn't made an appearance and I didn't want to leave him behind, so I just watched Mick's group ride out.

I called Rob's cell phone and told him that all the competitors were pulling out - he said he'd get there as soon as possible.

Shortly before Rob arrived, I talked to Jim Hyde about how to get to the beginning of the course so that when Rob arrived, we could leave immediately. Jim, however, said he and a small group would be heading out shortly to watch the competition, and invited Rob and me to join them. Rob showed up about 10 minutes later and Jim's group, with us tagging along, left about 30 minutes later.

Today's competition was a series of "real world" obstacles, the types of conditions one might run into out on the trail. In fact, the course was laid out over 45 miles of some of Moab's back country roads. The challenges were set up along the way - designed by Del Christensen who is known for his devious obstacle designs.

ARC - Day 01 Route

When we arrived at the first obstacles, I was pleasantly surprised that I was able to get through them without too much difficulty. I had some deductions for "dabbing", I hit a few cones, went out of bounds once, and stalled out once, but I was getting through them. I even made it cleanly through a couple of obstacles with no point deductions.

Shortly before noon, we had to hike down to Gemini Bridges and take a photo to prove we had made it there. On the hike down, Rob experienced some dizziness and we had to take a lot of breaks. It appeared that he was dehydrated and "bonking". At the bottom, he rested in the shade for a while, drank a lot of water, and tried to replenish his electrolyte and glucose levels by eating some GU paste and GU energy chews. When we made it back to the motorcycles, we decided to eat some lunch and rest up a little more. By that time, we were the very last competitors still out on the course and we decided to drop out of today's competition and return to camp.

I actually did better than I had hoped, even though we didn't finish. I attempted 800 points worth of events and scored 575. Not great, but not that bad ....... and I had a lot of fun.

I was too busy to take many photos, but here are a few.

Waiting my turn on the Uphill Rock Climb - PT 2
The course is left of the umbrella and right of the riders

A rider negotiating the Figure 8

Proof that I made it to Gemini Bridges

I shot this panoramic view from Hwy 313 on our way back to camp from Gemini Bridges. Be sure to use the browser's scroll bar at the bottom of the window to see all of this shot.

Panoramic View from Hwy 313 - Monitor and Merimac Buttes above
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After we got back to camp, Rob headed for his trailer get some rest and recuperate. I hit the showers, got something cold to drink and waited for the rest of the people to get back to camp.

I was very pleased that Mick's friends, Ryan and Jason, had done very well in the competition, both in the top 10.

Michael, another riding buddy, discovered a pretty severe oil leak just as he was leaving for the competition and was forced to stay behind. Not to be denied, he went to work on his bike, discovered the source of the leak, fixed the leak and took off to join the competition. Unfortunately, the first few events had already been closed and he wasn't able to ride them. Even at that, he posted a respectable score and placed in the middle of the pack.

Great riding, Ryan, Jason, and Michael.

Miles traveled today:       55
Miles traveled total:     1329

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September 22, 2012
Moab, UT - Rawhyde Adventure Rider Challenge

I wasn't going to be competing in today's event so I took my time eating breakfast - I just wanted to be out to the course before the competition started.

Today's events were meant to test a rider's technical skills and were laid out at a local motocross track. The events included such things as riding down logs, tight slalom courses, braking and turning on steep downhills, riding over obstacles and a host of other challenges.

One requirement that makes all this a little more difficult is that the riders are not allowed to ride their own motorcycles. They must ride one of the stock F800GS motorcycles from the Rawhyde stable.

ARC - Day 02 Course Layout

I didn't take that many photos because I was spending most of my time watching and trying to learn something.

Watching this stuff is humbling and uplifting at the same time. It's hard to imagine that anyone can be as good as some of these folks and a little depressing to know that I'll never be that good. On the other hand, I noticed a few things that may make me a little better than I am now.

Negotiating the Garage



I also shot some video and I've put together some of the clips in this short video. It's not organized, and doesn't include most of the events, but it will give you some idea of what was going on out there.

GS Trophy Challenge Competition - Skills Challenge

Top four finishers were:

1st - Ryan Frazier from Arizona
2nd - Chad Yoshitomi from Alaska
3rd - Jason Houle from Arizona
4th - Michael Drew from Michigan

My congratulations to all of these guys for some great riding.

Note: On October 15, BMW announced that Ryan and Chad and Carlo Boffi were selected to represent the US in South America. Congratulations to them all.

Miles traveled today:       12
Miles traveled total:     1341

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September 23, 2012
Moab, UT to Brigham City, UT

Today was the last day of the Rawhyde Adventure Challenge in Moab and the first day of my ride home.

I got up early, ate a very light breakfast, chatted with some of the folks, broke down my camp, loaded up my motorcycle, and started for home.

I was taking the scenic route - I was going to visit Promontory Point, ride some of the original rail bed west of the Golden Spike, then head for Elko Nevada, ride the backroads to Hwy 50, then home.

Today, I was headed for Brigham City about 375 miles away . . . all pavement.

Rather than head directly north out of Moab on Hwy 191, I decided to head northeast on Hwy 128 up the Colorado River. I'd already ridden about 20 miles of this road on the way to Onion Creek Trail the other day, but it was scenic and I didn't mind seeing it again.

Hwy 128 east of Moab - don't know these riders, just overtook them

Hwy 128 east of Moab

I came across an interesting remnant of an old suspension bridge across the Colorado River - all that remains are some metal towers and some rusting cables stretched across the river.

It turns out to be the Dewey Suspension Bridge, built in 1916, the longest wooden suspension bridge in Utah and second only to the Golden Gate Bridge as the longest suspension bridge in the United States. It was replaced with a modern bridge in 1988 and traffic on it was restricted to pedestrians.

In 2008, a 7 year-old boy, camping nearby with his parents, started a brush file while playing with matches, and burned this bridge down. Such a pathetic end to a proud structure - it almost makes me sick.

Dewey Suspension Bridge

Not far past the Dewey Suspension Bridge, I hit Interstate 70, and traveled the next 45 miles in 35 dreary minutes of droning down the freeway at 80 mph. I finally got off the freeway and headed north towards Price on Hwy 191. The two lane road wasn't much more exciting, but at least there were some interesting mountains off to the east.

I rolled into Price just before noon and decided to stop for something to eat - my breakfast of a banana and a bagel wasn't holding up very well. My timing wasn't the best - the after church crowd also wanted something to eat. I was lucky, however, to get a table without waiting and I was soon enjoying my favorite breakfast, bacon and eggs.

North of Price, Hwy 191 splits from Hwy 6 and heads north. Almost immediately, Hwy 191 runs right through the middle of the Carbon Power Plant, also known as the Castle Gate Power Plant. It looks like this more than 50 year old coal fired power plant will soon be closed. It is situated in a small area surrounded by canyon walls and there apparently isn't enough room to install the equipment required for it to meet standards in 2015. Business leaders and many local folks who work there are very unhappy about this - environmentalists are ecstatic.

Castle Gate Power Plant

Further north, Hwy 191 crosses some mountains and the riding got more interesting. I was surprised to see the elevation rise to more than 9,000 feet at Indian Summit. At these elevations, the fall colors are quite spectacular.

Indian Summit

                                                               View from Indian Summit

These views continued as I came down the north side of the pass and dropped into Duchesne, Utah.

Duchesne is a small town of about 2,000 people that I remember from many years ago. Linda's people come from Utah. One day, as we were cruising through this part of the country on our Gold Wing, Linda remembered that a great aunt was buried in the local cemetery. We spent a couple of hours trying to find her grave, but finally gave up when a huge thunderstorm descended on the area.

This time, I just cruised on through and stopped only for a couple of photos near the Starvation Reservoir just west of town.

Starvation Reservoir

The riding stayed interesting as I rode north through the mountains southeast of Salt Lake City. There were a few thunderstorms in the area and, as I descended into the Strawberry Reservoir basin, I finally got caught and rushed to put on my rain gear.

Rain in the vicinity of Strawberry Reservoir

This seems to be time for my editorial comment. I HATE motorcycle gear that requires you to put on a waterproof liner UNDER your pants/jacket. Unfortunately, that's what I have. I guess the jacket isn't too bad, but the pants are a nightmare. No matter how pants are designed, I find it next to impossible to get them off over my motorcycle boots, put the liner on over my motorcycle boots, then put my pants on over my motorcycle boots in a timely fashion. I'll bet it took me 10 minutes to get everything off and back on and in that time the rain was coming down in buckets.

Next time I'm leaving my waterproof liner at home and I'll be packing my old fashioned rain gear - the kind that takes just a few seconds to slip on over the top. Live and learn. Another good thing is that the slip-on-over gear protects everything in your pockets - with an underneath waterproof liner, your wallet, phone, camera, etc. is still vulnerable and must be stashed somewhere else.

Or maybe ..... I'll just buy some new, high-tech, waterproof gear and quite worrying about rain. The only drawback with this gear is that it gets a little warm in hot weather. Still, I see plenty of adventure riders in hot weather with this new high-tech gear and they seem to be OK.

Eventually, I hit Interstate 80, then Interstate 84, then Interstate 15 to Brigham City, Utah where I spent the night in a very nice Days Inn.

Since I'd spent the last 4 nights camping, I had plenty of dirty clothes to deal with. Thankfully this Days Inn had a couple of new washing machines and plenty of quarters to feed them.

There were no nearby restaurants other than a fast food joint across the street - I can't even remember what it was . . . Burger King? Wendy's? Whatever it was, I got a hamburger and fries to go, took it back to the motel room, and watched TV until I got sleepy.

Miles traveled today:     375
Miles traveled total:     1716

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September 24, 2012
Brigham City, UT to Elko, NV

My original plan for today was to spend a little time at Promontory Point, then ride the original rail bed 90 miles west to the ghost town of Lucin, then ride 50 miles of dirt roads to Wendover, Utah. I was a little leery of venturing this far into the wilderness alone and it would be pushing my fuel range, so I was wavering as I pulled out of the motel and headed west. I also remembered that I had told Bill and Linda I wouldn't be wandering off into the wilderness alone.

I arrived at the Golden Spike National Historic Site about 9:30 AM and the place was just opening up - there were only 4 other people there and we had the run of the place.

I talked to one of the rangers about riding the 90 miles of rail bed and he said that it had been made into a back country byway and made a great adventure. He noted, however, that there were a lot of thunderstorms in the area today and travel out there was risky when it got wet. With this added information and my already wavering frame of mind, I decided to pass this time and wait until I had a riding buddy or two with me. This ride is still pretty high on my bucket list.

I spend about 45 minutes talking to the ranger, watching a short video on the transcontinental railway project, and walking around the visitors' center taking a few photos. My main objective was to photograph the "golden spike", itself. I was surprised to find there isn't a golden spike at this location - at least I didn't see such a thing. Out on the ground, there is a golden tie at the joining of the two railroads.

At the on-site engine house, there are replicas of the original locomotives, Union Pacific 119 and Central Pacific Jupiter, that met at this point at the completion ceremony on May 10, 1869. I didn't go on the engine house tour, but I waited around for the reenactment of the locomotives meeting at the Golden Tie. For whatever reason, only the locomotive Jupiter was brought out today . . . . but, it was pretty cool. Here's a very short video I took with my little hand held, point & shoot camera.

The Jupiter arrives at Promontory Point

It was a cool, blustery morning with a few showers in the area, and a few drops started to fall as this video was being shot. After the ranger finished talking about the Jupiter, I made a beeline for my motorcycle and my rain gear. After I got suited up (another tedious hassle), I decided to ride a little bit of the original rail bed before leaving the area. I rode a mile or so without seeing much of interest, turned around, and headed for Snowville, Utah for some fuel and some food - I was getting hungry.

I headed back to Hwy 83, then north to Snowville. This part of Utah is generally flat with mountains off in the distance to the east and west.

Heading east from Promontory Point towards Hwy 83

I turned north on Hwy 83 and within a mile found myself looking at a display of rockets on the right side of the road. This is the home of Alliant Techsystems (ATK), which has built space shuttle booster rockets at this plant for about 30 years.

ATK Rocket Display

From the ATK facility to Interstate 84 is only about 15 miles, then it's another 25 miles to Snowville, Utah - it seemed to take no time before I pulled off the freeway and into a gas station.

While I was fueling up, I asked a fellow who looked to be a local, if there was a good place nearby to get breakfast. He pointed me north about a block to a place named Mollie's Cafe. I can second his recommendation - I ate one of the best bacon and egg breakfasts I've ever had in a restaurant (of course no restaurant breakfast compares to Linda's breakfasts). Two large, tasty eggs, 4 huge slices of lean, thick bacon, great home fried potatoes, and a huge, fluffy biscuit. Makes me hungry just describing it.

Once I left Snowville and headed south towards Elko, Nevada, I found myself in the wilderness again - there's just not much out here and that's the way I like it. You can see why a motorcyclist has to be concerned about fuel in this country.

Hwy 30 west of Snowville, Utah

As I rode, I continued to see the many thunderstorms moving through the area. So far I had been lucky and seen only a few sprinkles as I dodged between storms. I was thankful I had chosen the pavement and wasn't floundering around in the mud along the rail bed.

Hwy 30 southwest of Snowville, Utah

About 90 miles southwest of Snowville, the original rail bed of the Central Pacific Railroad is within about 5 miles of Hwy 30, near the abandoned railroad town of Lucin. I decided to take the dirt road down there and check things out.

There isn't much there other than a couple of signs with the original rail bed stretching off to the east. I rode east on it for a mile or so just to say I'd done it.

                       Near Lucin - the original Central Pacific rail bed stretches 90 miles east from here

The maps said Lucin itself was still a mile or so away, so I rode over to check it out. There's nothing there but this sign near the existing railroad with some junk laying around - kind of disappointing.

Back to Hwy 30 . . . . It is only about 50 miles to Interstate 80 from here, and the time went quickly. I always enjoy riding through this kind of country - fairly flat with mountains around - I saw some antelope which is rare and always interesting. One buck was fairly close to the highway and gave me the evil eye as I rode by. I turned around, hoping to get a photo, but as soon as he saw me stop and turn, he bounded away from the highway.

About a mile north of Interstate 80 I finally ran into the thunderstorm I couldn't avoid. It was torrential rain, but lasted only for a few minutes and again, I didn't melt. This time I didn't have to worry about putting on my raingear - since it was cool, I just left it on once I put it on at Promontory Point.

I hopped on Interstate 80 and headed west towards Wells, Nevada, about 25 miles away - it was time for some fuel before heading to Elko, Nevada, my destination for the day. I had two options at this point. I could continue on Interstate 80 for 60 miles and be comfortably in my motel within an hour, or I could take a more scenic route and arrive there a little later. Since it was still very early, about 2:30 PM local time, I decided to take the scenic route and hoped I could continue to successfully dodge the thunderstorms.

It was a little cool, so I decided to take a short break and have some coffee while I checked my maps to get the route in my head.

Once back on the road, I was again reminded of the vastness of this country. It's sure hard to believe that humans are having much of an impact on the world when you are out here.

Hwy 93 south of Wells, Nevada

My scenic route was south on Hwy 93 about 25 miles to Hwy 229, which heads northwest across a mountain range, and joins Interstate 80 about 20 miles east of Elko. This was a much more enjoyable route than the freeway . . . .

although the sky kept me wondering if I'd made a smart move.

Again, my luck held and I was warm and dry when I arrived at my motel in Elko, Nevada. By the way, I stayed at America's Best Value Inn and can't say enough good things about it. Clean, comfortable, well maintained, great restaurant within walking distance and above all, the price was right and I was able to park right in front of my door.

Miles traveled today:     343
Miles traveled total:     2059

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September 25, 2012
Elko, NV to Fallon, NV

I could be home today if I bombed west on Interstate 80 - it's a little over 400 miles and it shouldn't take over 7 hours to ride. Not much fun, though, and there was really no need to rush home since Linda was still in Ireland.

After I told Bill, who's been keeping his eye on me, and Linda that I wouldn't be riding out in the wilderness any more on this trip, I plotted out a new, all paved route for today that would take me south from Elko on Hwy 275 to Hwy 50 near Eureka, Nevada then take Hwy 50 to Fallon, Nevada . . . . it should be an easy day.

I didn't get up too early and took my time enjoying breakfast - it was about 9:15 AM before I hit the road. The first 40 miles or so on Interstate 80 went quickly with the only interesting sight being the tunnels east of Carlin, Nevada - OK, so they're not that interesting.

At Carlin, I turned south on Hwy 278. I hadn't gone 10 miles when I saw a sign to Palisade pointing up a dirt road. Hmmm. I remembered that there is a ghost town in the area named Palisade, an old railroad stop in the 1870's that I read about when I was thinking of exploring the area - CLICK HERE to read a little about it. My dim memory was that it was fairly close to Hwy 278 so I decided I'd do a little exploring.

I rode a few miles, but after I had taken a couple of forks in the road, I decided I better turn around before I got lost. At one point I saw some buildings about 100 yards off the road, but the place looked occupied so I didn't check it out. It turns out that these buildings were what remains of Palisade, Nevada.

Frenchie Rd. - looking for Palisade, Nevada

If you click on the above link to Palisade, then double click on the small photo on that page, you'll see these two bridges - in that photo, notice the road above and left of the bridges. That's where I shot this photo of the same bridges.

The mountain ranges in Nevada typically run north-south with about 15 mile wide valleys in between them. For most of its length, Hwy 278 runs right down the middle of one of these valleys.

Hwy 278 north of Eureka, Nevada

I probably could have made it to Austin, Nevada, but I don't like pushing my fuel range out here, so I went out of my way about 3 miles to Eureka, Nevada for fuel.

With a full fuel tank, I headed west towards home on Hwy 50 - the loneliest highway in America - and spent a lot of time seeing the roadway ahead disappear into a single point in the distance.

Hwy 50 west of Eureka, Nevada

About 25 miles east of Austin, I spotted a sign to some Petroglyphs and decided to check it out. I've seen this sign many, many times but never had the time or inclination to stop - today, I had plenty of time . . . and the inclination.

It's about a mile on a gravel road to the parking lot, which includes a small campground, a few picnic tables and a couple of signboards. I had the entire place to myself. I hiked their interpretive trail and saw most of the petroglyphs . . . .

I was particularly interested in this one from a bygone era - at least I hope it's bygone.

I was most impressed, however, by the views from the trail. The petroglyphs are found near the top of Hickison Summit at nearly 7,000 feet elevation, and spots on the trail command some great views, both to the east and to the west.

View from Hickison Petroglyphs interpretive trail - looking east

As I pulled into Austin, my stomach reminded me that it had been almost 5 hours since breakfast, so I pulled into the Toiyabe Cafe and parked along side a nice looking Kawasaki Vulcan. As I was taking off my gear, a couple came out of the cafe - they were obviously riding the Kawasaki. We must have spent 30 minutes talking to each other. They were from Canada and on a four-week tour of the western US. They made a similar tour in 2010 and were finishing up the job this year. This was a very interesting couple and they obviously know how to enjoy life. CLICK HERE to see Dan and Joyce's web site and read about some of their wild adventures.

I eventually made my way into the cafe and ordered up a healthy meal comprised of a hot dog and some french fries - I did, of course, cancel out all these calories with a diet coke.

It was still very early in the day and Fallon, my destination for the day, was only 112 miles away. I took my maps into the cafe and looked for a more scenic route. I found one . . . . about 30 miles of dirt roads over the mountains southeast of Austin. The dirt roads eventually tie into Nevada Hwy 722, which in turn intersects with Hwy 50 east of Fallon, Nevada. The only drawback was that I had to backtrack about 30 miles .... I didn't mind.

I felt a little guilty since I was again heading out into the wilderness alone after telling Bill and Linda that I would be sticking to pavement the rest of the trip. Not guilty enough to prevent me from doing it, though.

So ... I backtracked east on Hwy 50 to Hwy 376, then headed south and picked up Kingston Canyon Rd. headed west. Everything worked out great ---- the dirt roads were great, there were lots of interesting sights and scenery and even a bunch of shallow water crossings.

Kingston Canyon Rd.

Kingston Canyon Rd.

Kingston Canyon Rd.

Big Creek Rd. - one of many shallow stream crossings

After enjoying about 30 miles of great dirt roads, I again found myself on pavement on Hwy 722. This highway was in much better condition than I would ever imagined and I really enjoyed riding on it. It was your typical Nevada highway . . . lots of long straight stretches broken up a couple of times as it crossed mountain ranges. A lot of folks find these roads tedious and boring, but I find plenty of sights that peak my interest.

Hwy 722 - vanishing point

Hwy 722

Panoramic view of Hwy 722 crossing a range of mountains
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After my little adventure crossing the mountains on dirt roads, the rest of today's ride was pretty routine - enjoyable, but not too exciting. I pulled into Fallon, Nevada about 6:00 PM and checked in at the local Motel 6 - I've stayed here before and it is more than adequate . . . and the price is right.

After getting settled in, I hopped on my bike and rode to Jerry's Restaurant for dinner. I am a creature of habit and I like to stick with the tried and true. Every time I stay over night in Fallon, I stay in the Motel 6 and eat every meal at Jerry's Restaurant. My adventurous spirit is confined to motorcycle riding.

Miles traveled today:     354
Miles traveled total:     2413

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September 26, 2012
Fallon, NV to Home

No hurries this morning - it's just a 165 mile cruise home over roads that I've ridden dozens of times.

I got up about 7:30 AM, packed up, loaded up, ate breakfast at Jerry's, and hit the road by about 9:00 AM. No photos, no stops, no problems. About the only thing I remember is the rising temperatures as I descended the west side of the Sierra. The last three days in Utah and Nevada were spent enjoying cool temperatures in the 60s. Temperatures were in the low 90s by the time I pulled into my driveway and it felt waaaaaay to warm for me. The first thing I did when I entered the house was to turn on the air conditioning.

Linda was still in Ireland and the house seemed very empty. After unloading my bike, unpacking most of my gear, and taking a shower, I hopped in the Dodge and headed out to a restaurant for lunch. I hadn't spoken a word since I left Jerry's in Fallon, and it was good to talk to someone - even if only to a waitress taking my order.

Another ride in the books.

Miles traveled today:     170
Miles traveled total:     2583

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