The last few weeks I’ve really been thinking about diving into a hobby. I’d love to learn something new; something I know absolutely nothing about, like woodworking, maybe building an airplane model from just a plan and see if I can get it to fly. I dove into my website again and am in the process of giving it a face lift. Basically, something to keep my mind occupied instead of sitting around the house.
I didn’t do any of that today, I spent some time with my first love; exploring. It’s in my nature to scout the perimeter. I don’t know why.
I grabbed a set of leather gloves for using when I get gas (so I don’t touch someone’s covid) made myself a sammitch, A jug of water, grabbed my 9mm and some practice ammo and headed toward a road I haven’t ridden yet. Sometimes, they end up dirt out here. Arizona is full of those roads; some are paved when you get there, some are not. It’s all part of the adventure.
This week, has been stressful. Mostly because I’m not in control of how all this virus shit works out, and can even plan on whats gonna happen. I figured a good ride would give me some perspective. It always does. Kicked on a little AC/DC and headed out of the homestead, toward the farm fields and open desert of the East Valley.
It’s funny; it takes me a while to get into some rides. Not this one; it felt great to be back on the bike and getting the hell out of dodge. I was eating it up. The roads were perfect. This is actually a great time to ride, with so many people staying at home. Not a lot of Saturday traffic. I rode through Coolidge, Mirana and out into new territory.
I think I’ll ride this stretch a ton. It’s a shortcut to Rocky Point Mexico, and his hellaciously scenic. Wen’t through a couple border checkpoints along the way, but they always wave the Bikers through.
I did meet a couple of locals at Three Points — I picked their brains about the area and good side roads, and even a border spot I want to check out. Nice guys, and got some good info.
My loose destination was kitt peak observatory, just southwest of Tucson. Because of the virus, the road was closed. I’ll go back.
A great ride today. It’s funny that the more I go back, the more I find roads I want to go explore. More fuel for the fire, I guess.
1 State, 1 Day, 383 Miles