This morning when Kadizzle arose for the predawn desert interlude to empty the bladdler an orange reddish light was glowing through the door. Apparently Al was up early getting his super special cooker going for the bisket that will be served later today. The contraption has an electric blower and feeds food grade pellets into the fire. Cooking time will be eight hours or so.
Yesterday Al unloaded his cycle and we took one of the nicest motorcyle rides in memory. First we shot down the gas line road. Kadizzle’s first thought was, what would it be like to ride a cycle into a massive leak on a high pressure gasline? Fortunately we did not find out. After the gasline ride we went in search of a mountain road that would let us circle back to camp. After some good false starts that had some challenging riding we found the real deal.
High on the mountain near a communication tower we found an ideal road for testing riding skills. The road was perfectly cut up, and laid out with ups, downs, gullies, sand, rocks, and you name it. After miles and miles of nice riding the day was getting late. Now the thought began to occur, what if it was not a loop and we could not get around the mountain? As it turned out the primitive road just came to a stop and we had to retrace our tracks. In the end it was a great ride. Kadizzle made it with no kerflumps. Al had two minor kerflumps, but that is part of the game. Al has a complete set of armor, but Kadillze rides idiot style with only a helmet. However, when you have no protection you must be more cautious.
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