- Bring base layers and/or grid fleece pieces. They aren’t doing me any good back home in my dresser.
- Bring spare fuses
- Bring a long sleeved Under Armour tee – again, not doing me any good at home
- Bring a hat to hide the helmet hair off bike
Dad did great the day before. Multiple walks, sat up most of the day and was in great spirits. Woke up Friday and he was still doing good so after we went for a walk, I took a shower and got ready to go.
Once upon a time I worked for a company that was a political nightmare. 3 partners owned it, and I was regularly butting heads with the brother-in-law of one of them. Even though I demonstrated the ability to pay for my entire team’s salary for years in operational savings I was still laid off when push came to shove. A year or so later, my former boss at that job started texting me out of the blue, then called me, then added me on LinkedIn and Facebook. It was so weird to me, that I stayed in touch with him out of curiosity, wanting to know what his end game was. He recently moved to Phoenix so when he saw I was traveling through he started reaching out a lot to see if I wanted to get together. He was kind of on the way to the next stop on my tour, so I agreed to meet him for lunch.
That was nice. It was a good drive and basically even though he can’t say “I’m sorry”, that’s what he wanted to do. Apologize for the way things went down. We probably won’t ever be close friends, but nice not to have any anger towards him. After lunch in Cave Creek at a biker bar, I got on the road, taking the Carefree Highway to I-17 to Flagstaff.
Once I got to Flagstaff I pulled out my phone to start pulling up instructions to page and found out it hadn’t been charging. My bike has a pigtail attached to the battery to connect it to a battery tender. I’ve got a cigarette lighter adapter that I can plug into the pigtail, then I can plug a charger into that. My phone had been plugged in for the whole ride up. What had happened, was that the factory installed the pigtail on the exhaust side of the bike. At some point, the pigtail had slipped from the ziptie they used to attach it to the passenger’s peg and the end had hit the exhaust and melted a titch. Once it melted it shorted out on the exhaust and blew the fuse.
I’ve been collecting HD poker chips, so even though it was out of the way I ran by the dealer and bought a new pigtail and a chip. Then I installed the pigtail in the parking lot, this time routing the cable to the other side of the bike. Once it was done I got on the road to Page again. That ride got a little dicey. Crazy winds, some rain and some snow, but it was well worth it once I got to Horseshoe Bend. It was gorgeous!
A friend of mine owns a company that hand makes longboard skateboards. They recently started selling HydroFlask bottles with their logos on them. I brought one along on the ride to get some “lifestyle” photos for them. I’ve propped it up along the way, on the bike or on some fence post, but didn’t have any pics of it with someone holding it. On the walk from the parking lot to the bend (3/4 of a mile) I started talking to one girl. Turns out she had an incredibly attractive friend, so when we got to the bend, I asked her friend if she’d be my model and if she’d mind if I posted the pics on social media. She was totally cool about it.
On the walk back, some Russian girls where on vacation started talking to me. They were doing a tour of the major monuments and parks in the southwest. When we got to the parking lot, I left them when we passed my bike. As I was getting geared up, one of them came up and asked what direction I was headed in. When I told her I was going to Page, she asked if I’d be willing to give her a ride to the Wal-Mart there. Her friends took my bag in their car so the seat would be open.
It was fun. She was whooping and hollering back there she was enjoying it so much. I felt totally guilty, it was only about a mile and a half in a straight line from the parking lot of the Horseshoe Bend to the Wal-Mart parking lot. No curves, no bends, no real fun. But she loved it. After I dropped her off and got my bag remounted, I refueled and headed out to Kayenta, Az. The sun had sent and it was freezing, literally. By the time I pulled into the hotel I was a Seansicle. I didn’t even eat dinner I was so cold. Just cranked the heat in the hotel room, took a hot, hot shower and crashed.