The state highways are great here, they don’t ‘T’, 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 couldn’t believe it, a dirt service road twisting back behind numerous sand mounds. Perfect primitive camping where no one will ever see me or know I’m 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 around 60 Degrees, clear sky and calm. I’m packing light this trip so no stove. For my coffee fix I carry a bottle of cold coffee. I’m lucky, I like it cold. For food, I do nuts, dried fruit and a protein bar. When I’m 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 I’m at my freshest. I really 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.