I was quickly back on I-25 and thoughts of the comfortable bed awaiting me in Albuquerque filled my head. What I had not been really noticing was my fuel. Just as I was leaving Las Vegas I noticed that I…
2015 Iron Butt Rally – Part 4.2: Reading time
Leaving the Volcano, I realized that I had about 350 miles to go and 9 hours to do it in. There really weren’t any additional side trips that I could take, so I decided that I would drop my speed…
2015 Iron Butt Rally – Part 4.1: More Animals!
I awoke in darkness and slowly came to the realization that I was going to have to risk that elevator once again. It was before 6 AM and the hotel wasn’t stirring. I gathered up my bag dressed quickly and…
2015 Iron Butt Rally – Part 3.5: Adding to the Scary Hotel Collection
I25 south to Denver was its usual busy crowded self. I’d worked for a company that had an office in the area 10 years ago, but I can’t say the local knowledge did me any good. trying to get a…
2015 Iron Butt Rally – Part 3.4: Friends in the Rain
I dodged rain clouds exiting Laramie, but it wasn’t long before I was on I-25 southbound looking at heavy storm clouds and being bounced in the wind. I wear an Aerostich one piece suit and suffer from the dreaded Aerostich crotch…
2015 Iron Butt Rally – Part 3.3: Devil’s in the Details
Bart Bakker, the rally master of many a Minnesota 1000 and Butt Lite has a penchant for sending riders on long lonely 2 lane highways where you can see nothing but the horizon. I always know I’m doing well on…
2015 Iron Butt Rally – Part 3.2: On Deaths Doorstep
My shy wolf was nowhere to be seen as I rode north. But in its place campers and cars with early morning photographers had begun to spring up. The pronghorn herd was still there, and I spied a large bird…
2015 Iron Butt Rally – Part 3.1: New Friends & Old Faithful
A short 5 hours after I went to sleep I was packing up and leaving the quiet dark of the hotel parking lot. The gas station was understandably abandoned and I got my receipt and was soon blazing a trail north…
2015 Iron Butt Rally – Part 2.5: A Quick Day
When I was a kid we often took car camping trips. I forget how many times we drove from Minnesota out to the west coast, but it was at least twice. There were two sites that I had always wanted…
2015 Iron Butt Rally – Part 2.4: Sigh… Yokels…
The snake river was a picturesque ribbon flowing by on my left as I departed Haggerman fossil beds. Someday I’ll spend time exploring it’s meandering path through Idaho, but not today. It’s horse country and I passed a truck and…