Road Captain 101
Ok, it’s early, it’s cold, and there’s many miles to be ridden, you on the road king, you got Tomtom! you lead! We will follow!!
(2 miles down the road joining the 5 North) Shit this is busy this morning! Don’t like all that traffic mess on the right, 4 lane highway, two lanes coming on two lanes going off! Why are we in this soup, 3rd lanes clear, oh yeah this is much better! Wow this 2014 Street Glide goes well, smooth! Look 90mph, didn’t even twist yet!! What a beautiful day hmm hmmm hmm hmm, look in the mirror, hmm hmm. Oh shit!!!! Where are they?
Phone call incoming, the RC! Enjoying your ride dick head??
Caught up with them at Descanso junction and glided onward for Julian and breakfast, stopped for a pee at Hual Cu-Cush corner, Mr Road Glide marks his territory.
You can take the girl out of Essex but you can’t take Essex out of the girl! So Roxi informs us as she serves up some bacon and egg. She’s American, her Dads from Portsmouth and her Moms from Reamland!
On through the Anza Borrega Desert, whole tribes of multi thousand dollar Winnebagos camp down for a pow wow with there unlimited toys on trailers, oh and a great road. Refuel at Salten Sea, the great American puddle – apparantly this huge expanse of water was a mistake, it was over spilled from a damn overflowing originally and then they try to kelp it going by piping millions of gallons of water into it and started to build all types of expensive resorts around the shores, it failed, the water died, the fish died, and building stopped all that’s left is a dead lake move scenes from critters!
Talking of movies, it felt like a spaghetti western riding along the Carrel road to Joshua Tree. Into the park, Rocks, smooth Tarmac, a 35 mph speed limit, cactus disguised as trees, skull rock an amazing view and real Indians (from Dehli) standing on huge rocks!
Palm springs! 340 miles a huge steak and a massive Marylyn, oh, Â a Bear driving a taxi picks us up from the Casino were we had blown our load! (2 dollars in quarters), he grunts, are you froma ingerland? Yes mea tooa! Well! my wifa, Shea from Ingerland I from Cyprus! Grunt grunt!
Wheres the Rat Pack
Two Wheels Algarve 