Las Vegas Baby Minneapolis to Las Vegas, did Vegas two and a half years ago zigzagging and camping there and back for three weeks...Fab! A restructuring at work a couple month later, did 5 weeks Mexico & Belize (formerly belizebiker). Unreal, Iâm hooked. Heidi and I always talk about doing Las Vegas again, we really like the Hard Rock Casino and think of it as a resort. Broke the pig and booked her a flight. Iâm giving myself 6 days to go out, plenty of time to explore and get into trouble.............. Took off a week and a half ago Thursday. It was raining steady all morning and temperatures in the mid thirties. The plan was to take off at 2:00 PM with two buddies of mine that would go half way. Looking at the radar loop from work it looked like the rain should pass by around noon, cool. But cool is right, the temperature at 11:00 AM was 39 Degrees. My buddies canceled and I knew they would, neither had touring equipment for cool temperatures. So I booked, I wasnât going to wait for 2:00 PM for the temperature to drop. Booking from Minneapolis on I35, wanting to fly south down the freeway to warmer weather in Iowa and Kansas. I just put on two new tires, Metsler ME880âs. What a difference from the dual sport nobbies I had been running, my Sporty doesnât vibrate (ha ha) any more and corning is a dream. If Iâm going on mostly a road trip I should have road tires, and Iâm sure the Metslers will do just fine off road. ...... The clouds were gray and heavy with winds at about 25 out of the north. 85 to 95, Iâm making good time stopping just long enough to gas and stretch. Coming into De Moines the clouds are looking a lot darker ahead. So far I had zero rain and it was still cold, I didnât want to get wet. The radar I looked at before shoving off showed a lot of activity near Kansas city, just where I was planning on heading. This is where I feel like cavebiker meets the Jetsons, I call up my buddy in Minneapolis and ask him to take a look at the NOAA regional radar loop for Kansas city and for Omaha, my two possible routs, South or West. Cool!, rain and heavy activity near Kansas city and only thin fingers of rain near Omaha. West I Go. â¦â¦â¦â¦. Had a little bike trouble the first day, my battery post bolt came loose and she wouldnât start unless I pressed on the post. I always pack a lot of tools. This job calls for loosening the battery and moving it so you can stick a long screwdriver through the bike frame to the battery. Ya gotsta have a steady hand and not slip. I waited for the last minute and did it just before it started getting dark. It would have been stupid to try to do it in the dark. I made it as far as Omaha till I hit my first light rain. Itâs been dark for about an hour so took the first exit about two miles up and pulled her into a Motel 8. Nice little bar across the street, âLeisure Loungeâ recommended. ............... Next morning I had a clear sky and calm seas, super! Singing South down Kansas doing 90, 100, The state highways are great here, they donât âTâ they swoop with the merging highway ramping on. Nobody around but me, liken life. Cruised Hwy. 83 south to Hwy. 50 West and into Colorado. I crossed the border just about dusk and pulled into the first rest stop. I couldnât believe it, a dirt service road twisting back behind numerous sand mounds. Perfect primitive camping where no one will ever see me or know Iâm there. The sand was deep and tough going but I got back behind a big mound in tall grass, paradise. The night was clear with a billion stars and best of all, WARM. Woke up to about 60 Degrees, clear sky and calm. Iâm packing light this trip so no stove. For my coffee fix I carry a bottle of cold coffee, Iâm lucky I like it cold. Food I do nuts, dried fruit and a protein bar. When Iâm cruising all I want to do is cruise or hike or swim, eating ranks way low but I recognize the need for proper nutrition and hydration for safe riding. A breakfast like this is perfect for slamming down, packing up the tent and hitting the road for some serious cruising when Iâm the freshest. I shudder at the thought for the need to find a restaurant first thing in the morning to fill your gut instead of getting on the road and doing what your out here to do, cruise. But everyone is different, I know sitting down to eat is a big part of it for a lot of bikers. ........ Iâm still trying to make good time wanting to spend most of my exploration time in south western Colorado and Utah. Blasting across south eastern Colorado, vast desert and open road with the snow covered mountain peaks in the distance. What a blast, taking the cafe racer position and scrapping the kick stand on left turns. I can see the thrill you guys on Crotch Rockets must have and wonder what it would be like to be driving one now, cool. .... From La Junta Co. I took Hwy. 10 west to Walsenburg then on to Hwy. 160. The atlas shows 160 is scenic route. I plan to stay on that all the way across Colorado to Cortez. I tool into Alamosa and hit some planed roadway surface in town at about 35 MPH. After a couple of blocks something feels squirrelly. I pull into the first gas station. F-ing rear Flat, it was all the way flat. Iâm feeling around for the nail, I do the whole tire and donât feel a thing so I start looking real close. I couldnât believe what I see, the flipping thing was split wide open right down the center of the tire for about 5 inches. I just touch the rubber and the split opened wide, I could see right down to the cords. Well I guess I canât save this tire. My options are limited: New Tire. My mind is racing with thoughts of all the fast cruising Iâve been doing and Iâve been in the middle of nowhere. Iâm thanking God for my good fortune and at the same time cursing Metsler ME880âs. I had less then 20 miles on this tire before starting the trip, 1200 miles it splits! ME880âs SUCK! Us bikers depend our life on our tires, we canât have new tires split! I had about 70 lb. of gear and I go about a buck eighty, 33lbs in the tire-> No Way was I over loaded. Any way, I asked for a phone book at the gas station and call up the only bike shop in town, Markâs Outdoor Sports. Mark had a Maxims something tire in my size. He sent over his truck with trailer to pick me up and in less then an hour and a half I was back on the road. Thank you God and Mark from Alamosa! ........ The scenery is really getting great now and Iâm getting into a more of a exploration cruise mode, stopping at rest stops more, scenic over looks and cruising secondary out of the way side roads. Somewhere north of Mancos CO. I pulled into a state park camp area just to relax and chill for a bit. I was chillen and the guy came to ask me to pay for the night. I looked at the great spot I had, over looking a valley, tons of trees hiking all around. Gave the Man $12 and set up the tent. A key to successful cycle camping is getting food and hydration supplies before you stop and pitch tent. The camp is set, I lay back in a nest of pine needles over looking the valley and crack a beer (hydration supplies), Ya! ........ Next morning the weather was great again. Clear sky and the smell of pine. I took a fast hike around the mountain for about an hour. Feels good to get the heart pumping and the leg muscles working after 3 days of cruising. When Iâm on a cruise itâs ALL about ME. I stop when I want, I eat when I want, I swim and I hike when I want. My goal is to end my cruise in better shape then when I started. Hey, what ever works. For me if I can make something positive come out of my cruising Iâll want to do it more and Iâll feel healthier when Iâm doing it , PLUS I think it makes the beer taste better :). ..... Down Hwy. 666 into Utah then south on 191 to west on 95 to 24 west to Hwy. 12 south, then in and out of Bryce canyon, then to Hwy. 89 south to 9 west into Zion national park. Wow wow wow wow wow! When we finally climatize Mars this is what I imagine driving around the planet will be like. Iâm sure you southwestern people do it all the time and itâs no big deal but for the rest of us, if you havenât done southern Utah, Do It. ....... western Colorado and Utah I was starting to see a lot more bikers. Just getting into Utah I came up behind 4 sport bikers. Cool, sometimes I like riding with other bikers Iâm not traveling with (no coordination necessary) but these guys where going 65 in a 65, I was in the 75, 80 in a 65 mode. I slowed this mode down a lot still knowing I had a Metsler on the front. But anyway we were all having fun with continuos twisties but I couldnât pass and do my 80 thing. We were cruising for what seemed a long time when some autos starting coming up on us. I even wanted more then ever to do a blast pass and get rolling but it was that twisty and 4 bikes ahead of me made a long thing to pass. No way would I pass and end up in the middle of a pack of 4 bikes traveling together here, itâs way unsafe! The cars came up behind me and Holy grap, the one directly behind me was a highway patrol. Wow, what have I been doing right lately? (I - Do - Believe - In - Karma) Now it went from OK to sad, we were going 60, wtf. I saw a sign for Boat Ramp and peeled off, what a find. When I saw THIS I immediately thought this could be the winner in the âGreat water crossingsâ thread. What kind of bike would you need to cross this, for sure some sort of ski system along side the front tire and maybe just some huge knobbies? Super clear water and all my own except for a water skier in the middle. A long swim, a little laundry and a 30 minute nap in the sun, perfect! I was talking to some other bikers and I mentioned water. One of then said âLake Powel, 75 miles upâ, cool. 75 miles I see a lake powel sign, 3 miles up a dirt road. I wait for a closer spot. The next, same thing, so I head up the 3 mile dirt road. 3 miles later It started getting real rough. I meet a jacked 4WD pickup with the back filled with blow up rafts, coolers, fishing stuff and a bunch of kids. We pull up along side and I ask the intelligent question, âIs there any water down there?â (da!) he says âya, if you can get to itâ so I say âWhat, is it that tough?â he looks at me âNaa, you can do it, thereâs two trucks, no, now just one truck back thereâ âOK, thanksâ we all wave good bye. Wah! the tough stuff was OK, I know to keep momentum in deep sand and keep your feet on the pegs like your ridding a dirt bike but the scary part, no shot of that coz I wasnât going to stop. Two tracks one about a foot and a half higher and both are angled steep to a no shoulder steep ledge. It took forever and the lake wasnât much but some great riding and scenery. .......... This country is full of primitive camping opportunities, I found a great one over looking this canyon. ...... Iâve herd a lot about Bryce canyon so I pad the $10 to drive down the 15 mile road. Well worth the bucks. I checked out a couple of the hiking trails, the first one and the one at the end of the road. Way, way cool. you donât need to go vary far from the head to get to some great stuff. Of course I went way down and was blown away. It was tough going coming back up but the temps were perfect for hiking and I got some great shots. ..... OK this is a bike trip report so, this is at the end of the road going into Byrce canyon. Few tourists, nice. This may be a drag during peak season. .... Talked with some other bikers at a rest stop and one said âyou got to do Zion National Parkâ Iâm glad I paid the $10 to do Zion, I didnât allot time for any hiking but some great scenery from the road. ...... OK âLas Vegasâ I got here at about 7:00 PM, a day early just as planned, my wife flyâs in tomorrow. Immediately I go to the Harley Davidson Calf at the south end of the strip and have a beer. Great people watching spot, but hey, this is Vegas, where on the strip isnât great people watching? After the beer I go a few block off strip just down from the Tropicana Casino to the Motel 6, $36 for the night, three pools and a 24 hour store, sweeet! Unpack the bike and take a nice swim. This is good. I attempted to scrape some of the bugs off my leather pants getting ready to do the strip. I cruise up and down the strip, fun. I canât believe the billions of people walking everywhere. I end the tour back at the Harley Calf, a bunch of local bikers were hanging out. I joined them for a beer and some interesting conversation. I get the bike back to the Moter 6 and walk over to the Tropicana Casino. Itâs fun to have a cocktail and watch the local girls work the bar. This time I got worked. I noticed a girl go to the bar for a water. Nice face but I didnât guess she was working based on how she was dressed, mini skirt but puffy? I guess thatâs in? Any ways a half hour later the stools on bath sides of me open up. In no time the same girl is back two spots away on my right, then the introducer (or what ever you want to call her) moves in right next to me and says she would like to introduce us. She was tall with butch black hair, big boobs, a striped red and black jump suite and a kind a goofy look on her face. I said âNo, this is fine just like this!â but she was gone as fast as she arrives leaving me and the one in the puffy mini shirt. I make a little small talk, slam my cocktail and take off for the night. Good time. ..... I get to the Hard Rock by about 11:00AM, Heidi should be here at around Noon. I unload all my gear to the bell hop and checked in. Score, the room is ready now, I get all my stuff up to the room and have a StarBucks Expresso looking out the patio doors over the pool. I was waiting for the elevator to go down to the lobby and Heidi pops out. Sweet! Let the party begin. ..... Vegas Vegas, our best trip ever, the pool was a lot more lively then the previous times in Fall. We love the pool. Itâs like being at a Caribbean beach Resort with nothing but tons of gorgeous women in bikinis jumping in and out of the pool with cocktails spilling all over. Travel Channel rates this as the best pool in the world. We are the only people I know who go to Vegas for the Pool. To me itâs more fun then losing money and less money then flying to the Caribbean, plus I can drive my motorcycle!