Is it right to eat a Gyro at 8:30 am?
Las Vegas is the destination today. We hit the road early, trying to beat the heat. Mike Hamilton from the South Bay H.O.G. chapter rode with us today. Having Mike with us was great, but I’ll admit, was a little challenging for me. Ok. I’m not tall. In fact, I’m short. 5’4”. Mike on the other hand is not. 6’10”. That’s like a different atmospheric layer. I bet seat height isn’t an issue for him.
With a 6 a.m. departure, we figured we’d be able to hit Vegas by noon, before temperatures got out of hand. I have to say, we did well. There’s not much to see between LA and Vegas, but there are a few notable highlights. Of course, the World’s Tallest Thermometer and the Mad Greek restaurant, both in Baker, CA, are two of the must see sights. We couldn’t pass up the opportunity to have breakfast at the Mad Greek.
I figured an omelet was an appropriate early morning breakfast item. However, someone else in our group (I’m not going to mention names, but her initials are SC) was more brave and opted for a gyro. Let’s just say that the omelet may have been a better choice when riding into 100+ degree heat on a motorcycle.
For anyone that knows me, I’m a bit (ok, more than just a bit) of a gadget freak. I enjoy my technology more than most. I’ve been leading the ride with the assistance of a cool new GPS unit that our Accessories team just introduced. However, as with most technology, sometimes it isn’t quite perfect. We “took the scenic route” to both our hotel and again to the dealer party at Red Rock H-D today. Perhaps my GPS needs a rest (or maybe just some time out of the heat). Actually, the GPS is great, just a little map data that needs to be updated with the latest roads. All that aside, the GPS (along with the integrated satellite radio) has been great on the trip. Wouldn’t lead a big road trip without one.
We had a good time talking to folks at the dealer party. It is fun to hear the excitement of riders in Nevada getting ready to hit the road to visit Milwaukee for the 105th. The new Harley-Davidson Museum was frequently mentioned at the top of the list of things to see. The dealership put together a nice giveaway of cups with stickers, beads, and bike towels. The bike towels were unique in that they were packaged like a mint or piece of gum in a foil/plastic package that you pop out. I know that packaging has a name, but it escapes me at the moment. After you pop out one of the towels, which was about the size of a bottle cap, you add a few drops of water and it expands to be a towel, perfect for wiping your bike. Dan from our team walked up and saw the white things in the packaging and thought “Cool. Harley mints,” and almost popped one in his mouth. A towel rapidly expanding in his mouth would have been amusing.
We capped off the day with a good dinner with many stories. In fact, many stories probably not appropriate for this space. Suffice to say that it is always fun to watch one spouse tell a story that the other clearly doesn’t want told. Road trips like this generate many stories and this one has had many so far.