This was probably my longest stretch of boring road on the trip. Aside from that moonscape it was about 100 miles of this kind of stuff The only part of the trip that gave me an uneasy feeling was on this stretch of road as well. I'm usually pretty good about checking my 6:00. Maybe the miles were just melting together, but all the sudden I looked in my mirror and there was a car right behind me. It ain't like it's easy to sneak up on anybody out there, you can see a car coming for miles. I started thinking... how the hell did they sneak up on me like that? And if the caught me that fast, Why aren't they passing me? Your mind plays with you sometimes but I was formulating my plan to get the heat out of the tank bag in a hurry. I rolled off the throttle a bit and waved them by... they obliged and I was glad to see it was just an old blue haired couple out for a drive. They waved as they passed and pulled away. A little ways before I hit Thoreau and I-40 the terrain starts to improve a little and there's some bluffs and a curve or two in the road. I had really spent a lot of time in the morning not moving and it was getting late in the day at this point. My original plan was to continue south to a bend in the road town called Quemado where I'd grab some gas and a few oat sodas, then head about 15 miles out of town where there was a campground and call it a day. I started doing the math in my head and it would have been a stretch at best. I didn't want to go to an unknown area and have to set up camp in the dark. When I originally planned the trip I had looked at Grants as an alternative. I hit I-40 East out of Thoreau and hit Grants in about 20 miles. At the edge of town there was an exit with everything I needed. Motel-6, Chinese buffet and a Walgreens. The decision was made. I'd get a room, a shower, chinese buffet and some oat sodas. I was about 120 miles short of where I wanted to end up but it was all good, I thought with a good night sleep I could get on the road early and make it up Sunday. After dinner I got back to the room, diddled with my gear a little bit, charged a few batteries and fell asleep long before the news started. Day 3 in the books 318 miles behind me.