Only 12 or 13 left to go… Wahoo! Anyhow, here we are at day 6. We traveled 150 miles from Eagle Pass, TX to Monclova, Mexico and it was smooth sailing. We crossed from Eagle Pass to Piedras Negras with no trouble. We didn’t go have to do all the official paperwork and pay fees for another 43 miles. It took about an hour, but everything worked out just fine. We drove on for a while looking for a place to change money but ended up using an atm instead. While stopped at a gas station to get the money, we met a man from the states that lives down here now. He gave us some good pointers on where to stop and where to avoid. He also gave us a tip for a good hotel in Monclova. We are at a Holiday Inn and it’s really nice for only $60. We do need to cut our nightly lodging budget in 1/2 at least! Monclova is a busy city, not a whole lot of character to be found. The people are nice, though. On our way to find food we ran into the ex-pat from before, he drove past and honked at us! What are the odds? It’s early to bed tonight for both of us. Looking forward to moving further south!
Day 5, 294 miles
Today’s drive was refreshingly beautiful compared to yesterday’s. It was nice to be out of the oil fields! Highway 90 along the border was nice, I wish we could’ve taken a detour to Big Bend. We stopped in Del Rio for some pre-border crossing errands. Linus changed the oil in both bikes while I made a few more copies of titles. So exciting! We made it to Eagle Pass by 18:30, which made the day seem a bit easier then the last few. This will be our last night state side! My bum is getting more used to this motorcycle thing.. Excited and nervous to cross the border tomorrow!
Day 4, 370 miles
Today we started out from Albuquerque in the early morning, trying to beat the morning rush hour. We ended up hitting it anyway, but luckily we were heading out of town and most people are headed in to work, so as soon as we got on the freeway all was smooth.
We went down south through Roswell, where we had lunch in a park and a rescued chihuahua peed on my motorcycle pants. No damage done, except for the poor dog owner lady, who was very embarrassed.
After this came hours and hours of flat desert plains with gray brown low vegetation, and the occasional farms with old collapsed houses.
After THAT we entered the green bushy oil fields of Texas with endless clusters of oil pumps as far as you can see. When the sun started setting it was really eerie with hundreds of flames flickering over the fields as they burn the gas off, kind of like Mordor. We ended up in a hotel in Pecos, Texas, where we will sleep in a real bed for once.
DAY 3, 365 Miles
We woke up to the sun rising over the LaSals. They are such a familiar mountain range to me that it is hard to imagine all of the unfamiliar territory that lays ahead of us! We cruised in to Monticello for coffee and fuel, and met a really nice couple that were curious about our trip. It is funny to answer the question “So where are you headed?” Ummm… Argentina. Ha!
We headed east towards Dove Creek and no, Mom, I did not get a speeding ticket this time.. The drive through Mancos to Durango was really pretty. We stopped in Durango for lunch and apparently there was a city wide gas problem, so we ate salads. They were delicious! Enjoying the fresh veggies while I can! The drive from Durango to Albuq. was a HAUL. Pretty flat and boring. Crashing with a friend of Greta’s tonight. Thanks Greta! And thanks Brian! My body is beat from all of this riding, but I am sure I’ll be used to it soon enough. Tipped the bike over twice today, once trying to get out of camp, and once when I stalled out turning left. Oh geez. Let’s keep a count going. Hopefully it won’t get TOO high. Linus is being very patient and is a great mentor as well!
That said, I know I’ll sleep well tonight!
Day 2, 233 miles;
Today we left Salt Lake city behind. A quick (?) backyard coolant change and some breakfast plus gas and air filling made us leave as early as 11.40am. We went on the freeway to Spanish fork and there we left dear Dylan behind. Weather was perfect with a blue sky and white mountain tops. We then went through the mountains to Price and had lunch under a tree, filled up and aimed over the endless desert towards the now tourist town of Moab. After getting some subway sandwiches to go and one beer each we continued south to find a camping spot in the desert. With the help of a friendly local on a dirt road we found ourselves a good little spot on the plains. The desert sky is truly beautiful at night!
Day one, 82.5 miles
Hey everyone! So here we are in Salt Lake at friend Dylan’s apartment. I am tired and relieved that we finally took off, even if it was just a bit down the road. There were a lot of emotions swirling around in my head. After a few years of preparation, it’s nuts to think we are finally doing this. It was tough to say goodbye to mom and dad, and even tougher to say bye to the Django!! But, as we rode out of Cache Valley past the snow capped Wellsvilles I had the biggest goofiest smile on my face. We are doing this thing!!! Yes!!
We’re finally about to take off on our adventure! The bags and panniers are packed and repacked a couple of times. We’ve brought stacks with photocopies of vehicle papers, passports, vaccination books etc etc.. Friends, family and pets have been taken farewell of and it is time to make this dream reality!
As we take off in the afternoon we will aim for Salt Lake city today. Not very far, about two hours, but still a big first step out of normality and towards the unknown!