A couple of weekends ago, I pointed the bike toward a dot on the map in New Mexico, just to get out and ride. Lordsburg was the plan.
I just needed a ride. Work has been stressful and I’ve been pushing myself, and a good overnight ride can clear out a lot of bullshit. I’m not gonna lie; I just needed to see a new thing and get a new perspective. I was in a bit of a knot.
The Phoenix valley has been unusually cool this year, but its starting to warm up and the weather has been really nice. I headed out around noon on Saturday, and headed east toward Globe AZ.
I took a picture of the sign and tried to look around for a sign of a dangerous motorcycle, and someone came out. I was ready to give my fuck-you’s and education about public domain and private property, but I was wrong. The guy was completely cool, and opened the gate and gave me the invite in;. He unlocked the gate. The guy was completely gracious and friendly.
He rolled open the door to his shop, and showed me his bikes, which he’d been building from the ground up for years; Blown small and big block chevy V8’s. Original Harley parts and custom frames he’d built on his own Jig. Huge drag slicks in back. He’d built dozens of these.
This man was the real deal.
I wanted to know more, but I had to head out. I had to get to New Mexico, but somehow i’d felt that an hour in, this was gonna be the best part of my trip.
It seems to me, that if you get a little curious and get out there, you’ll never know what you’ll find.
I hit Globe and headed east toward New Mexico. It had gotten a bit chilly, but the ride was beautiful. My bike was stretching her legs, and so was I; up on a freeway peg and enjoying the wind.
I stayed the night in New Mexico, and rode back the way I came.
There’s a few pics on my instagram I didn’t include here.
Really nice ride. They always are.
2 days, 2 states, 500 miles.
wicked work right there