Hello Everyone!
I am still alive and having a
magnificent time. Let me get caught up on my adventure. The last blog was from Page AZ. It was so hot I got up early and got on the road at sunrise. It was so wonderful riding into the sunrise and singing at the top of my lungs. The road was empty and my singing was only heard by myself and God.
I made my way past the North Rim of the Grand Canyon and on to the Four Corners. The Four Corners is the only place in the country were four states touch. When I finally made it, believe it or not it was closed. I am not kidding. They are building a new
monument and there was a big fence all the way around it. I didn't get to stand on the spot but I did walk all around it.
The day continued to get hotter and hotter. My face was so burnt I stopped at a garage sale and bought a large dish towel. I would soak the towel in water and tie it around my face. I rode to Albuquerque looking like an Arab. I spent Friday night at a campground nursing my burnt face.
Saturday morning I decided to find a motorcycle shop and buy a full face helmet. I found a shop and bought one that was on sale. After buying the new helmet my face could finally begin to heal.
On Saturday I rode to Lincoln County. This is the place where the Lincoln County War took place. The town of Lincoln is where Billy the Kid shot his way out of jail. There are 5 museums in town. I met three school teachers in town and spent a lot of time talking history. I stopped at a historical house called the Dollan House and had coffee. The owners were so nice. I asked if I could camp in their side yard and they said I could. Later that evening I was walking down the street looking at a map and I stepped into a hole and twisted my ankle. It hurt so bad I fell to the ground holding my ankle and a little grandma lady saw me and asked if I was ok. She was a retired vet and went home and got me a vet bandage and wrapped my foot. I spent the night with a throbing pain in my ankle. I got up early on Sunday and rode to Rozwell NM. This town is famous for alien space ships crashing in 1947. Everywhere you look you see alien this and alien that. Even the McDonalds has a spaceship theme.
With my foot hurting I rode 500 miles to Abilene Texas to my friends Jimmy and Annette's home. The last 20 miles of the trip I had to dodge thunderstroms, rain and lighting. I was so tired I went to bed and didn't wake up for 11 hours. Today I went to the world famous Harolds Bar-B-Q Pit and had some great food. I plan on resting one more day and then hitting the road east on Thursday.