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So woke up and had to figure a way to get the gps fixed.....
Dang thing grew on me need the music etc etc.....also really makes finding a hotel a breeze. Yes I have maps....just so low tech.........
So pack up....had to chase the socks this morning...think they are developing cognitive abilities cause they ducked me a few times..... Dusted the gear and bike off....loaded up....and hit the road destination....Radio Shack Salt lake city. Cause last night there web site said they had one....a Zumo 660 just like mine....
So rolled into the city pretty quick. Stopped at the MacDonalds...might as well get some breakfast and they got free wifi....in all of them....only recently learned that. So grabbed the breakfast of the lowlings....and fired up the netbook to continue the search.
That was fun....Radio Shacks web site lied....called like 100 outfits...to no avail... then on a whim decided to call motorcycle shops. Struck out 3 times...then called up the Harley Dealer. Jeb answered...nice guy. Hang on let me look.....5 minutes later Yup we got one. Holy crap....hold it Im on me way. So with me iphone on the top of the tank bag I nav'd my way to the front door. Found Jeb and he had it in his hands....the only one in Utah I think. Stupid Garmin....sure you can get one online anywhere after 3 days wait. So it turns out they were installing it on a bike but....dude (me) on a tour take's total precedence. So they pulled it from him and gave it to me....so awesome. So that being done time to hit the road.
Destination....unfortunately north....Lets see if we can get to ....not sure....but found a twisty road that ran east...just north of Salt Lake City...thru the Cache National Forest
Off I went.....made some good time as some interstate limits were 80mph....found me turn...good ole Zumo....
Good move...awesome ride thru some really twisty stuff....an again not many cars around...lots a picture opportunities....so I was doing my speed limit and I had me helmet cam on cause the twists were awesome. For those who don't know...my speed limit does not seem to match the local speed limit...mental note...must read those signs....next time.
So I was flying around a tight left hander and spidy senses lit up.....dang is that a trooper coming at me....bet it is...so stuffed the breakes....phewwww...flew past a weee bit fast....checked me mirrors.....no brakes.....might a ducked one. Sweet. So off I went again at what the speed limit should be. Was having a blast....for about another 10 minutes....then glanced in me mirror and it was full of red and blue flashing lights....CRAPPPPPPPPP!!!!. Dude was about 6 inches from me rear plate....so I let go of my death grip on the throttle.....pulled of to the side.....
For those not in the know....you want to get your helmet off fast...lessons the chance of getting shot. So I am quick at it....bu tI had me helmet half off looked back and both dudes had the guns out pointed at me......hmmmm what does one say in a situation....."Hey ya'll don't worry I'm Canadian eh!!" Seemed to work...they put the safeties on at least. Yay. So Got the "So boy ya'll seem like you're in a hurry" I nodded and said ya....just wanna get home....but these darn roads are sooo nice....He looked at me helmet a lot....
So they grabbed me paperwork..then proceeded to make me sweat me bag off in the + 40 on the side of the road middle of nowhere for abouut 40 minutes.....I thought they were calling in the judge....tense times.....waved at passing bikers...kicked rocks....made look like I was very worried but didn't cry....thought that would be over acting.....
So finally they come back...give me my paperwork. Then they asked me about my helmet..."Is that a camera" Yes it is I said. What way is it pointed....forward I said. They said AHWEWWWWWW dang.....we though it was pointed to the rear and we had us a runner.......doing one of them thar youtube videos of bikes out running the cops. I laughed me ass off at that point. Seems it took them some serious driving to catch me...and around the next bend was about 20 more troopers itching to get in the chase. So they caught me at a good time. So for all of it they said "Careful out there and Have a Nice Day!"
Awesome couple of troopers.
So off I went....back to the twisties....up up and away...finally coming to Bear Lake....seeems like a local cabin country....cabins all along the lake....people riding horses down the beach etc etc...nice. Finally I got to the lil town of Montpellier....decided....thats good for the day....I think...was driving into town and I saw a hitorical marker on the side by a building. Seems Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid robbed the bakn here....some guy on a bicycle chased em but they got a way.....wow...that was cool.
Looked across the street....bar...hmmmmmm
Could not resist. So go into this bar and it is a pretty rough biker bar but no worries. This wild ass looking dude comes up to me about setting up the sound system for the big party...I kinda told him nicely....just here for the beer...he apologies a bunch and let me be. So sat in the corner and this crusty ole gal brings me a beer and I proceed to find a hotel. Super 8 right around the corner....done.
Then about the time I finish my beer the crusty ole lady comes back with another beer. Tells me that this one is from a gentle men by the name of "Hawk"...she points him out...his back is to me...rough looking dude. Awesome. So have a few swigs and when he glanced back hoisted him one and said thanks. Well...s***.....that opened the door....the whole fargin bar then proceeded to move in on my table. One time I think there was about twenty folks all introducing themselves and stuff. Some pretty surly folks.....but dam friendly....s*** they would not let me buy a drink if my life depended on it. So we sat there and they had me fall off the stool a couple of times laughing so hard with the stories they had. The nasty looking dude who met me when I came in apparently has 3 testicles....his name "Ain't Right" seemed to fit.
Seems Montpellier is kinda like a ole Dukes of Hazards episode. So was feeling pretty good but was time to go....they offered me to keep the bike in the bar but I would have had to do a burn out on the wood planks on the way out....sounded tempting but the caviet was that you had to replace the big chunks of wood if you could find them....I opted out and ever so gently drove the half block to the hotel. Somewhere in all that I got initiated into the "Phuck its"....bike gang....not bad for a dude riding a beemer....hahahahahah
Found the hotel....crashed hard......good day....
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Don Webber Todd - you must a went by a few wind farms........I know the guy that takes care of few of them in the Salina area.