It’s warming up here, and the weather is fairly killer for riding. I had a chance to get the hell out of dodge last weekend for a couple of days and I took it. I had a killer month at work, and it just seemed right to make some miles somewhere. I was figuring north, back to my favorite road — Route 66. I haven’t ridden the southern part of the Colorado River in Arizona, so I wanted to see that too.
Interstate 17 is ass on any sort of holiday weekend. Arbor day, ground hog day, let alone Easter weekend. It was slow going, but I finally made it off the interstate and west toward the good stuff.
I stayed the night in the Seligman KOA, roamed around and took some pictures of the local neon signs.
Woke up in the morning and headed to downtown seligman. I got molested by a bus full of Chinese Tourists where I had to educate them on the do’s and don’ts of touching an American mans bike, and headed down route 66 toward Kingman It was a pretty beautiful day to ride, and the weather was effing perfect.
Had me a tense moment eating lunch outside of Oatman and almost got into a fight with some prick. He backed out and walked away. It took me about 2 hours to calm down as I headed down the Colorado river and home.
A great weekend methinks!