Early on this morning, before leaving Lewistown, MT, I received word that my Dad had passed. So our tour of this part of our country must end.
We parted ways with our riding partners, and headed south for the Texas panhandle by the most expedient route, riding Interstate highways most of the way.
We had planned to make it a two day trip, since it was 1300+ miles. We stopped in Casper Wy for a quick bite, and the wife suggested getting a motel there, but since Cheyenne was about the half-way point I wanted to push on.
We made Cheyenne just at dark-fall. We must have checked a dozen motels, along the Interstate and secondary roads... no vacancies. Seems there is a lot of work happening at the AFB there. We made a quick stop at the local WalMart for warmer clothes (sweat suits) then continued south.
Denver... same no vacancy signs in all the motels we checked, we headed for Limon, CO. Surely something there, being a smaller town with lots of motels? Nope...
Soooo, we iron-butted it. The wife can now say she has ridden one, tho undocumented. We stopped for a break at the little roadside picnic area in the Oklahoma panhandle, dozed for a few minutes, then continued on.
We arrived in Lubbock around 3pm. The extra day did allow for tying up loose ends for Dad's funeral, which was on Friday, the 30th. Younger brother Manny had done most all the leg work for this, which made it easier for the rest of us.
We don't have any other rides planned for a while. July & August are terribly hot for motorcycling distances in this area. At the present, we have no plans until our group reunion at Maggie Valley, NC the first week of September.
Ya'll stay safe
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