Scar Tissue That I Wish You Saw

Leaving LA was a pain. It was pretty hot...like 90 degrees and wearing all the riding gear just makes it seem that much hotter. Got some gas...then check air pressure. Like an idiot i forgot to put the caps back on my tires after checking the air.

After uncle floyd and my dad checked their tires they found they needed air but the air compressor at the gas station was broken so we had to go to another gas station to top up the tires. While at the second gas station we stocked up on drinks. While we were away from the bikes a kid decided to back his car near the air compressor to fill up his tires.

The kid got within a foot of uncle floyd's trailer and i thought he was going to hit it but he stopped. i then relaxed and then he started backing up again, hit the trailer, knocked uncle floyd's bike off the center stand so it rolled forward and then fell left towards my dad's bike.

Just a few scratches nothing too serious but really annoying. Turned out the kid that hit the bike went to the same college my uncle works. What are the odds of that...

We finally get out of LA and follow route 66 to god knows where. We come across the Wigwam Motel! A crazy motel with a bunch of wigwams for rooms...so crazy.

Fancy beds...

Brothers..

While on Route 66 we noticed that there were markers painted on the road and uncle floyd wanted a picture of them. So we're riding and i see a fellow motorcyclist going the opposite way so i waved and when looked ahead of me my uncle was braking and pulling off to the side and i was on a straight collision course to the back of his trailer.

i started to panic and everything was blurry and before i could think of what to do i had already grabbed the front brake and stepped on the rear brake and my bike was squealing. My back tire started to fish tail because i was trying to steer around uncle floyd and brake at the same time. i thought i was going to drop my bike...

But thanks to my cat like reflexes i got around uncle floyd and left a nice streak of rubber on the road. What a rush..

We arrived at Barstow, CA and got rooms at the California Inn. For dinner we looked up a few places and decided on the Di Napoli's Firehouse.

Ate a salad...

For the main course i had the God Father large pizza. Too bad i don't like black olives because this pizza was smothered in them. i ate a few but picked most of the olives off.