Last year several of the Utards went to Baja on smaller bore bikes. They had a great time and I asked if maybe they could put together a trip for us Beast owners. I had recently picked up a Yamaha Super Tenere and wanted to see what it could do. After the usual I'm in, nope out, maybe?, what dates again?, schedule changes it got narrowed to 4 riders. With the mild winter two of us wanted to risk riding out of Salt Lake City. The trailer trash would go the next day with the plan to meet in Yuma to cross the border. Our Saturday departure was dry and cool. Not too bad to ride in. The trailer boys who went the next day hit a full winter storm leaving SLC. We had Ken (ADV Walrus, Stephan (Retrograde) Eric (non ADV) and Me, Rick or (Pluric) Eric and I just before leaving SLC.... Eric has a second home in St George Utah so we stayed the first night there. Coming into St George I had pushed the gas range a bit to far. I had two one and half gallon jerry cans on top of each bag so I was a little casual about stopping for gas until it was too late. In my defense the Tenere's mpg dropped to 30 miles to the gallon at a brisk pace.:huh In the morning the weather had us a little concerned for what the rest of the day would be like.. The rain cleared out soon and we were off to Yuma. Had to get our fix on Route 66. Eric had heard of this funky little town called Oatman. Kinda by Kingman. After a day and a half of straight boring slab it turned into these really tight twisties getting into Oatman. I was quite surprised pulling into town. Had no idea a place like this existed. Free range Burros were quite friendly. This guy had quite a musical combination going and was pretty entertaining. Eric tried to steal the show. Couldn't be about me. I've been told I'm more of a horse's ass. I would have never made it as a robber or a farmer.