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- Terlingua Tx
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- Ed
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- Hegarty
TexasShadow and I escaped the heat, and the monsoon rains that hit north Texas a few weeks ago to visit her daughter in Oregon. We then spent 13 days living off the backs of a WR250R and a DR350 carrying food, clothes, shelter, sleeping accommodations, camp kitchen, and drinking water. Of course supplies of food and water were replenished daily as consumed.
Visiting was a hoot. Tanaya is a Harley mechanic at a dealership near her house and rides a customized Sportster converted to hardtail by replacing the shocks with aluminum rods. Pics to follow. Her friends are the best, loyal, warm, and close knit. I enjoyed spending time there with them. I also had fun riding Evan's modified Dyna Glide. Ape hangers, far forward controls. Talk about a dual sport rider out of his element! I learned yesterday that there is video of me riding that one too. Evan took the little blue bike for a spin. he came back exclaiming that it did not feel as fast as the speedo was saying. Seventy just did not seem fast, it was too smooth for a small bike at that speed. I know exactly what he means. We ate at Mo's, clam chowder of course. I walked in the cold ocean, breathed the salt air, and unplugged from routine. It was great.
After the visit we drove the truck and camper over to Prineville, dropping them off with Greg Munn. He runs High Desert Adventure there and was gracious in providing space and keeping an eye on out rig while we toured parts of the state. We will be back. I plan on participating in one of his organized rides.
Getting there was the first phase of the trip. 2.200 plus miles from here to Tanaya's house became somewhat of an adventure in and of itself.
We got a late afternoon start when a work day was done and made Dumas TX that night. Resources indicated there is a city park there that allows overnight camping. Sounded good to us! Rolling in as midnight approached we began our quest. First up was the city park I had marked as a waypoint based on map, and description from the resource. It turned out to be ball-fields, part of the school system. We fueled the truck and asked about the parks. Nothing was known by the locals, not even location of a single city park. Inquiries about RV parks netted and answer, so we headed that way. It turned out to be more of a mobile home park than an RV park. I was not about to set up there, at midnight, with no arrangements, connections, or idea of fees involved.
We set up in the ball-park parking lot. Trains passing by many times that night assured us of very little quality sleep. We got underway after breakfast, and at a rest/picture stop just inside of Colorado we spotted the beginning of trouble with the borrowed camper....
Just does not look right. Should not be a gap there. More to come....