Moab Slingshot Tour – Day 3 (White Rim Road)

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The White Rim Road. 100 miles of advanced 4×4, high-clearance  road and trail cut into the outer rim of the Island In The Sky mesa top.  It can take 2-3 days by jeep, and up to 4 days by mountain bike.  Our plan was to zip through it in a single day, on large touring motos with (mainly) street tires.  Bold strategy Cotton.

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Moab Slingshot Tour – Day 2

2015 Moab Slingshot Tour

Morning came like a cool, sharp knife into my consciousness.  While the 0-degree down bad certainly muffled the morning desert cool, I was acutely aware that this was not the time to wake up. 

This morning introduces two new characters into the story.  Bean (the hang-loose gentleman on the yellow 1150GS), and Jefe (looking lonely behind the black KLR 650).  Bean and Jefe are masters of the luxurious camp.  High-speed espresso and a breaky of scrambled eggs, sausage and peppers over propane stoves. 

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Moab Slingshot Tour Day 1 – Colorado to Utah


Should you force yourself to go on vacation? 

At 6:00am on Sunday, bands of snow roamed Colorado Springs.  Webcams on several mountain passes showed snow-covered roads, with more snow falling.  My 1150GS laid cozy in the garage, festooned with all the gear needed for a 4-day desert-exploration trip in Moab.

My long-suffering sweetie Kait, was quick to point out that this was the same time-period in which my younger brother and his wife flipped their AWD Subaru over Lizard Pass in a blinding snowstorm. I had all the reasons needed to call it off and spend 4 days in my garage relaxing with some Jungle records and my mechanical projects. 

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Day 20 – Silver City to Antelope Wells, NM

A dull, clouded morning light crept into the tent after a dreamy sleep in the tent. Wayne and I stayed up half the night talking about everything from how washboards are made, to current political issues. I suspect all that jawing brought a quick, sound sleep.

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Day 19 – Pie Town, NM to Silver City, NM

Blue morning crept in through the balcony windows of the toaster house as I woke early.  The creaks and groans of an old house warming in the sun seeming so foreign after so many days in a tent.

While strolling around the property with my morning coffee, I noticed some movement from a small shed.  I discovered this little guy, who let out a soft, muffled meow when I passed.  While I’m not really a cat person, I do have a strong affinity for anything small and fuzzy.

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Day 18 – Cuba, NM to Pie Town, NM

I’m jolted awake in grey morning light when something hits me in the face.  As focus and comprehension start to set in, I get hit in the face again, in a rapid staccato. As I recoil my head and look over, paws are flying through the air as if running through an imaginary meadow.  Lola’s having puppy dreams again, and letting out occasional muffled barks.  Welcome to life traveling with a dog.

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Day 17 – Chama, NM to Cuba, NM

Waking up in the green glow of my tent, I had two immediate thoughts:

Number one; We are in New Mexico. Land of enchantment, missile ranges, and reputed horrible trails. Everyone from hikers to bicyclists carried a slightly exhausted look in their eyes while describing their experiences in this state.

Number two; “Gimme Shelter” is on repeat in my head, and I cannot turn it off. I would have much preferred something a little less foreboding; Maybe “Three Little Birds” by Bob Marley. Rolling Stones it was though, no matter how hard I tried to change the channel.

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