Glenn Again Online

On September 15th 2023, I crossed the border of my 49th state. Oregon completes the lower 48 states portion of my life long itinerary for visiting all 50 states. Only Alaska remains. I'm pretty sure that visit will not be on a motorcycle. The globe looks small when it is reduced to a map, but compared to a speck on two wheels, the distance is adversarial. As a result of the intimacy between myself and Nature, an idea was born somewhere between the mountain ranges and the ancient ocean floor of the West. It entered my mind that it would be an interesting business to use a tour bus like rock stars to to travel between gigs like a rolling BnB. It could drag a trailer full of motorcycles and gear. The rolling BnB (RBnB), would carry its guests across vast distances to motorcycle excursion attractions. So, when the RBNB comes into the vicinity of a fun place to ride, the guests would take the motorcycles and the RBNB operator would meet them on the other end of the ride. This is the ide...

Trip A: 1525.1 miles  Wow, I rode 505.9 miles today. This is not the photo I wanted to post, but Utah/Nevada border is all I got.. I thought I took a scenic photo on I-70/US 50. I  would have went with this ramble: All day Rain and I flirted with each other. It would look like I was heading for a cell, but the road would turn and I would French kiss the edge of rain. I got to the state line and the only thing between me and Ely were 64 mountainous miles and dark cloud. I waited for it to blow over, and Mother Nature rewarded me with another French kiss. I got dark and I soldiered onward. About 8 miles out I got another kiss, but this time sloppy. I think Mother Nature was swinging for the fences like she wanted to put a ring on it. Then she came to her senses and stopped at 3rd base. All in all, today was a pretty good day. I stayed mostly dry. I guy at McDonald's in Moab was chatting with me about traffic in different parts of the county, and told me he stopped in the middle ...

Trip A: 1019.2 miles. Should be more. Above the clouds Rain can't get you But life depends on rain So we live below them Or nothing  I made my first "Zen and the art of motorcycle maintenance" fix this morning. A screw that holds the shield on my helmet backed out and flew. To fix the problem I used a 10mm bolt that was holding on my license plate. Then, I used one of the side reflectors to hold on the license plate. I was hoping to ride out of the rain today; but for some dumb reason, it keeps coming and I ride into it. Stopped early in Cortez, because I was done after an angry black cloud met me in Durango. The hot tub called a meeting. Attendance was mandatory. Finally, take note. Highway 160 west of Pagosa Springs to here was about like driving on a Dallas freeway -- not very fun. I think a lot of vagabond retirees are taking in the national parks around here, but the rain didn't phase them.

 They said on the Albuquerque news that the cold front is pushing in from the east. That's weird! It's not good when one is riding a motorcycle to the Northwest. I'm afraid tomorrow is going to be another miserable ride. I zipped in the water proof liner and planning a couple more layers. Notable today: The KLR is loosening up. It run 75 mph pretty comfortably. On the dry leg between Amarillo and Tucumcari, a truck with a trailer painted "Metallica World Tour" was headed east. In Tucumcari, the Bakery/Coffee shop owner where I stopped, move there from Oregon in 2020. Nice guy,I forgot the name of the shop, but should see about putting an ad on the blog. I was thinking I could ask for  a referral fee based on a mention by a customer that read the ad on my blog. Maybe something like a promo code. I don't too tired to think about it now. Anyway, the Sun popped out and the radar future cast looked favorable for the route to Taos. Nope! The cold front front from th...

I should have headed to Albuquerque. This was waiting for me on 104 between Tucumcari and Las Vegas, NM. I skirted the worst of it, but the outflow and drizzle was cold. I'm having a coffee. Then I will put on another layer before heading over the mountains. I wanted to get to Pagosa Springs, but don't think I'll get there today. Maybe Angel Fire or Taos. 

I made a video of the current situation, but can't post video. I made it to Pampa TX. The storms were brewing, so I rode like the wind to Pampa and got room. The satellite TV is out due to weather. Hope it clears out by morning. Just to make the adventure more adventurous, I stopped to help a guy riding an Enfield Royal motorcycle on Route 66 / I-40; even though, there was lightning in the distance. He needed an air pump. He had a flat and replaced the tube, but it wasn't taking air. I reckon he pinched the new tube. So, unsuccessful rescue. Triple A was supposed to be on the way. I told him he should call 911 if the storm caught up to him. He had rain gear but still vulnerable to a Texas Thunderstorm. I think I rode 400 miles or so today. I'm pretty tired, so all for now.

BBQ for supper in Altus. There's a mountain about 5 miles east. The photo is from CR 201 and US 62. The County road had most traffic in Oklahoma thus far. It also shows evidence of being a drag strip. For cars! I think there's going to be a change in plans. Wayne had an issue come up. He has to go out of town when I would be in the Portland area. So, I'll have to catch up with him another time. Perhaps, I'll cross the southern part or Oregon then down the Pacific coast. Got to get going to somewhere in the Texas panhandle.