Today we had a nice ride through the desert near the Salton Sea. After the ride needed diesel for the truck. Stopped at a Chevron. Got some diesel and parked by the door. Went to a restaurant 2 doors down from the Chevron in the same shopping complex. I stood up after eating and saw some asswipe stealing my motorcycle! I ran out and confronted the thief who then attacked me. An all out brawl began. We went all over the parking lot throwing blows. At one point I had him on the ground and thought I might be able to subdue him till the cops arrived but he got away. Other than some busted knuckles, a little other bloodshed, a few lumps on my head, a sore neck and a jaw that will only open part way everything is pretty OK. I must have won the fight because I still have my bike.