SneakyDingo
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Sneaky’s report:
After we ditched @bryanchurch06 I looked at the long, straight, flat, easy route to Deming, NM and thought, “this would be too easy. The others have had something, I’m getting jealous. Hey @imacbo, how do you feel about some dirt?”
In my defense at no point did we cross any no-trespassing signs, but we discovered what is effectively my worst enemy when it comes to routing: trails that were Peter Pan dreams and barely a line that could be picked through bushes, and several gates with locks attached at the very end of a somewhat difficult and tricky bush bashing adventure with Bo in hot pursuit. It was fun, but both Bo and I decided that we were pretty done with that, and when we got to one locked gate too many, something magical happened!! Some bolts had mysteriously fallen off the hinges of a gate and we were able to roll the bikes through and I’m not adding anything to that statement. Being the good sheep we are, we made sure to restore the bolts just in case an errant cow decided to try its luck, was just lucky we had the exact right tools I guess, make sure you leave the place better than you found it folks.
Aside from a short detour for a virgin Bloody Mary because Sneaky’s electrolytes were getting a bit wonky, the rest of the trip was uneventful and we pulled in right around check in time. Church, expecting us to do the sane thing, had bought pizza and was surprised it took the Dr. and the Donkey so long to arrive, but it was entirely… uh… maybe Sneaky shouldn’t navigate statements.
Tomorrow’s plan: to Antelope Wells, hopefully they don’t worry too much about Dingos and fences like they do in Australia, and then on to Silver City.
After we ditched @bryanchurch06 I looked at the long, straight, flat, easy route to Deming, NM and thought, “this would be too easy. The others have had something, I’m getting jealous. Hey @imacbo, how do you feel about some dirt?”
In my defense at no point did we cross any no-trespassing signs, but we discovered what is effectively my worst enemy when it comes to routing: trails that were Peter Pan dreams and barely a line that could be picked through bushes, and several gates with locks attached at the very end of a somewhat difficult and tricky bush bashing adventure with Bo in hot pursuit. It was fun, but both Bo and I decided that we were pretty done with that, and when we got to one locked gate too many, something magical happened!! Some bolts had mysteriously fallen off the hinges of a gate and we were able to roll the bikes through and I’m not adding anything to that statement. Being the good sheep we are, we made sure to restore the bolts just in case an errant cow decided to try its luck, was just lucky we had the exact right tools I guess, make sure you leave the place better than you found it folks.
Aside from a short detour for a virgin Bloody Mary because Sneaky’s electrolytes were getting a bit wonky, the rest of the trip was uneventful and we pulled in right around check in time. Church, expecting us to do the sane thing, had bought pizza and was surprised it took the Dr. and the Donkey so long to arrive, but it was entirely… uh… maybe Sneaky shouldn’t navigate statements.
Tomorrow’s plan: to Antelope Wells, hopefully they don’t worry too much about Dingos and fences like they do in Australia, and then on to Silver City.