Ten riders tearing across Wyoming at 75 mph. What a day!
Ah, where to begin after one of the best riding days of my life. A good spot, I guess, is with a video from my good buddy and fellow RX3 rider Juan Carlos from Colombia…
That was me at the front of this gang of hell raisers rolling across Wyoming. Yep, Wyoming. We rode all the way from LA to Wyoming on our RX3 motorcycles, and tomorrow we roll into South Dakota.
South Dakota. Just seeing it in print is cool. On 250cc singles. From California. Folks, we’re smoking. Another quick recap:
Joshua Tree National Park: Check
Grand Canyon National Park: Check
Zion National Park: Check
Bryce National Park: Check
Capitol Reef National Park: Check
Bighorn Sheep: Check
Bald Eagle: Check
Golden Eagle: Check
And within the next two days, we’ll be adding Mt. Rushmore National Park and bison to that checklist. Folks, this is how we roll in the RX3 world!
What a day. We started early and left right on schedule, thanks to Drill Sergeant Hugo. Great job, guys! After a super Mexican dinner last night in Steamboat Springs, Colorado (thanks, Steve and Zongshen!) we rolled out of town on Highway 40 and climbed up to over 9000 feet. Glorious riding…a clear crisp day, and before I realized it, we had crossed the Continental Divide. Yep, the Continental Divide. On our RX3 motorcycles. Wow! I could have stopped for a picture, but truth be told, I was enjoying the ride too much.
We continued for another hour rolling across magnificent Colorado and we took a 1-hour photo break in Walden, Colorado. Again, it was simply magnificent. Everyone was having a grand time. You’ll be seeing the other riders’ photos on Facebook and on the forums, and I want to share with you a few I grabbed.
This guy (he’s not real) was in somebody’s front lawn. Joe (Joe Gresh, not Gwong Joe) got a shot of himself kissing Bullwinkle. I know because I saw it on his Facebook page already.
Here’s a photo of Kong (quickly renamed King Kong), Kyle, and Hugo (we have a lot of new names for Hugo already) strolling along Main Street in Walden…
Here’s the obligatory post office shot. Yep, we were really there.
A shot along Main Street. Walden has an authentic Old West feel to it.
We were all enjoying the place.
My obligatory selfie…
Some of the stars of this show, lined up along Main Street…
Gabriel, our Colombian male model, on the Adventour 250 configured RX3…
After leaving Walden, we pointed the bikes north and rolled right on into Wyoming.
I keep typing Wyoming because I like the way the word looks here on the CSC blog.
We were bound for Medicine Bow, Wyoming.
Medicine Bow. That has a nice ring to it, too.
I didn’t know what to expect in Medicine Bow. I was thinking maybe they had a McDonalds and we could have lunch there. Wow, was I ever surprised.
Medicine Bow is about five buildings, and one of them is the Victorian Hotel…
The place is awesome, and it’s where we had lunch.
This next shot is of yours truly, good buddy Lester, and good buddy Zuo…
Bison. We hope to see a few live ones in the next couple of days.
The interior of the Victorian Hotel is the real deal.
Lester came to America as a vegetarian. That lasted about two days. He sure enjoyed his hamburger at lunch today. He told us he wants to be like Baja John when he grows up.
Cell service in Medicine Bow was maybe one bar.
This one might work a little better, though…
The Burger Brigade this afternoon…
The owner, who looks like someone right out of Central Casting on the old Gunsmoke show, saw our interest in photography and showed us this photograph. He told me only six or seven copies of it exist. Spend a minute reading the writing…it’s an amazing photo!
Oh, and one more cool thing…my good buddy Zuo (I wrote about him in the blog below) just sent this cool photo. Someone grabbed it earlier today…
The C0ntinental Divide. Colorado. Antelope. A bald eagle. A golden eagle. Wyoming. Medicine Bow. Walden. Great riding. Great friends. Great motorcycles. We crossed the Overland Trail. And more…I can’t even remember it all. Our visitors are seeing more of America than most Americans ever will. We’ll be in South Dakota tomorrow. We’ll see Mt. Rushmore the next day.
You probably can tell I’m having fun. I think everyone else is, too.
That’s it for now. We’ve got another 300-mile day in front of us tomorrow. The RX3s will take it all in stride; they’re mile-munching monsters and they are performing magnificently. Watch the blog…there’s more coming your way!