Chaka and I woke up in a tent behind a Flying J truck stop. There were about 200 trucks in there, with their motors humming all night long. It was warm, and I had my window unzipped. I opened my eyes, and looked outside. Much to my delight, we had a nice view.
Since we had not gotten much sleep the last couple of nights, we got moving rather slowly, and once we got on the road, we were running late. Somehow, we made up 20 minutes over a 180 mile drive, and we pulled into the Albuquerque airport at 9:39, the exact arrival time of Todd’s flight. Not bad for having made a 1600 mile drive!
We all loaded into the truck, and went to eat by the University. I noticed here, and have noticed throughout New Mexico that they call the food “New” Mexican food. It must be politically correct this close to the border.
So we found a parking lot, and all got to work putting parts back on the bikes that were taken off for transport, unpacking and repacking all of our gear, and bolting on my new skid plate to protect the underside of my bike from rocks or logs. Of course I choose a sunny spot, however the Albuquerque sun really got to us since we ended up here for about 2 hours, and it was 104 degrees!
We stripped a bolt
When I was putting in one of the bolts for the skid plate, I tightened it too much, and stripped the threads. This bolt was one of two to hold on both my kickstand., and my foot peg. We put it into the hole, and decided to run the trip anyway.
And then we were off to Pie Town, and the beginning of our ride.