Baker, Nevada
Was up very early Saturday morning, not feeling the greatest, with a bummy ache. Too much information, well, these are the risks of a motorcycle trip. Worked on things the best I could with the limited tools I had on hand, and as the 0730-departure time crept nearer I knew I wasn't going to be able to leave on time.
I go to knock on Bill's door and I see his bike is packed and he is ready, and rarin' to go. I tell him there has been a revolt south of the borde...