Peenie Wallie: Motorcycle Ride

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October 07, 2007

Motorcycle Ride

I'm taking the XR400 South on Highway 285, through Bailey and Grant to Park County Road 60, up Webster Pass, then over Radical Jeep Hill, down the MIddle Fork of the Swan, and then up that 4wd trail into Breckenridge. Time and weather permitting, I will go south over Hoosier's pass on Highway 9, through Alma, then over Mosquito Pass into Leadville.

If don't post that I'm back by midnight tonight 10/07/07 11:59 p.m. MDT, try me on my cell phone. If I don't answer, get in touch with Park County Search and Rescue or Summit County Search and Rescue and send help. :)

Update: I made it back alive. Police shut me down in Bailey for a slew of violations...speeding, passing on a double-yellow line, no motorcycle endorsement for diver's license, no visible license plate...yada..yada..yada...

Cop says "You're going to have to call someone to come get you. I'm going to have to tow your motorcycle."

I'm like "OK. Sure". So, I pulled out my cell phone and pretended to call someone.

"They're coming to get me and the motorcycle in a pickup truck" I lied.

Cop says "I'm not going to see you riding that motorcycle am I? Because, if I do, I'll arrest you."

"Which way are you going?" I ask.

"I'm going that way." He points southwest.

"No. You won't see me on it again. I swear."

And as soon as he leaves, I take off on the back-roads heading south. I wind around for miles on the backroads, nearly out of gas. Riding on fumes. It starts to snow. I'm thinking "this is going to suck". Freezing cold. Snowing. No gas. Sign says "Foxton" or "Sedalia". I'm thinking "FOxton...why does that sound familiar". So I head toward Foxton, and eventually, I realize it's that little whistlestop town on 285 just outside of Conifer, and I'm close to home and I find myself back in Jefferson County and now I'm warm and safe by the fire and I'm thinking how lucky I am that cop stopped me in Bailey. I'd have died in the mountains for sure. This storm looks nasty down here. I can only imagine what it is like up on Webster Pass.

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