10/11 – Fruit Break
313 miles. Lower mileage than yesterday, but they were not easy. The middle of California is like the section of Connecticut between New York City and the rest of New England; you just drive and drive. They’re The Betweenlands....
10/10 – Why Did The Tarantula Cross The Road
361 miles. It. Was. Enormous. I wonder if I would have skidded out. Going through Death Valley on the scooter felt all new. I know I must have covered some of the same roads as in the rental van (there aren’t a lot of roads out here), but I...
10/9 – My Own Devices
Took a day to rest, putter around, and catch up on internet errands. Start off at The Beat Cafe and finish with the Container Park. That’s one crazy long slide....
10/8 – Homework
66 miles. Red Rock Canyon loop, so pretty! The Commissary has been my go-to spot for wifi, snacks, and drinks, because it’s right downstairs from the Downtown Grand. Also, they do $1 tacos, a good happy hour, and the bartender doesn’t mind me cracking open my laptop....
10/7 – Poke Monster
80 miles. Overcast today, which made for a comfy jaunt to the Hoover Dam. Rob hooked Steve and I up with tickets to the Criss Angel magic show! Dinner was procured at the Main Street Brew Pub, which used to be a train station. I get the feeling that...
10/6 – “Lambretta Parking Only”
24 miles. Low-key afternoon in the garage of Rob and Robin, super nice scooter folk I discovered at Bikefest. I forgot there must be a scene here, High Rollers Weekend happens in Vegas in March/February (yesss…planning…). It’s refreshing to get away from the Strip and hang out with people who live...
10/5 – Meat Toast
Hit the new strip and went for Brazilian BBQ tonight with Sash and Steve. My first Brazilian, bwahaha. I think we might have been a bit meat-drunk....
10/4 – Fremont and Friends!
260 miles. It was a bit sad to say goodbye to Rob and Kath, but I’m sure they’ll have great adventures. Today, I rolled into Vegas to hang out with Sash and Steve and the finale of Bikefest! Note: These red canyon rocks are crazy. And a pillowtop mattress...
10/3 – The Grandest Coffee Break
233 miles. It was the best day-old apricot scone and lukewarm coffee I’ve ever had....
10/2 – Motorcycle Bolognese
No riding today. I hiked up to Angel’s Landing, with Rob and Kath, whom I met when checking into this campground. Hiked is a loose term for the last half mile of it though, which was really more like precipitous climbing alongside thousand foot drops. They are super nice and...