Day 4 – Moab to Vegas.
I had every good intention of keeping my route through Coral Reef, Zion and Bryce on my way to Vegas… but at this point, I was getting tired and when I checked that route against the fast way to get to Vegas… it was about a 2 hour difference… so I decided to trek down 70 and then 15. I also noticed that I could use a little oil. Unfortunately the GS requires a special tool and although I did pack some oil, I didn’t have the tool in my kit (of course). So I headed out around 8am towards Vegas.
First stop was at this “scenic stop” called “Black Dragon Canyon”… seemed like a good place for a break and I saw something there I haven’t seen since driving through the desert when I was a kid. There was a Navajo woman selling jewelry. Anyone who ever drove through a “4 corner” state during the 70s and 80s knows exactly what I’m talking about. They use to have these big old wooden booths set up on the side of the road… this was kind of down-scaled, but I did manage to find something for the wife that I though she would like and then I was on my way.
(on the road again)
So I got on the road again and everything was fine… until about an hour later I came into what I thought would be another little rain storm… unfortunately it was a massive hail storm! I had taken the liner out of my jacket, so when the hail started hitting me… it really started hurting. It started to feel like non stop shotgun attacks and almost became unbearable but I knew if I stopped, with no cover… it was going to be ugly so I persevered and got through it. That was the hardest thing I’ve ever dealt with on a motorcycle. Scary and extremely painful… I highly recommend avoiding it if you can. One thing I should mention is this is where the Pinlock system really proved itself. Normally my helmet shield would have fogged up all over the place making it impossible to “ride the storm out”… but I was able to see perfectly (with the exception of all the hail) which allowed me to get through it quickly.
(little did I know this was about to be the worse hail storm I’d ever experienced)
(finally got it behind me)
Eventually I landed in Vegas where the Zumo directed me right to a BMW Motorcycle shop where I was able to get the tool I needed to top off the oil. Fortunately I found a Holiday Inn Express about 2 blocks away where I checked in, had some ribs at Chilis and went back to my room where I slipped into a coma while watching “Get Smart” (can I have my $12 back? No. OK.)