Ride to Wikieup
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Ride to Wikieup
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 Today we awoke to a clear, blue sky and this 10,000-pound flag is a testimonial to the blustery wind. What happened in Vegas stayed in Vegas…hopefully. |
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10am bike store stop to get parts and a (another) new bike for AJ, meant
that we got a late start to the riding day. It was already after noon and
over 100 degrees. Luke and Abel were excited to have a nice downhill run.
Pictures of the new bike (to be named shortly) will soon follow. |
 AJ, having convinced Abel and Luke that they should be riding scooters, snickers in the cool air conditioning of the truck while the boys scoot along the highway at a breakneck speed of 2mph |
 The guys ride hastily away from AJ as she is singing “Home, Home on the Range” as loudly as she could and off-key as usual. |
 Abel waits patiently as Luke attempts to adjust the special “ankle bracelet” that was given to him so sweetly by the Las Vegas Police Department after his attempt to sell Abel’s C-Leg on Ebay to pay off his gambling debts |
 The sign says it all: Abel can find the fastest bike runs in the entire western hemisphere, much to Joe’s chagrin. |
 AJ has changed songs and is now singing (off key) “I’m Too Sexy.” She’s found that, the more she sings, the faster they pedal |
 Abel picked the fastest route to get out of Las Vegas in order to not be located after the staff of the Wingate found one mini-fridge missing and put out an A.P.B. Oddly, Luke came into some money after one of his Ebay transactions came through. Hmmmm… |
 AJ tried to explain the difference between trucking down the road and being a trucker, but it didn’t sink in. More than once, Luke tried to use his Jake Brakes. |
 We see the guys misguided attempt to become runAway models |
 After
using Joe’s GPS and making numerous wrong turns, AJ sends Luke out to scout
the area and try to find locals that can help us get back on track to
Wikieup. |
 After not finding any locals and discovering the area to be…well, in the middle of the desert, Luke decides that the best thing to do is to take a siesta near some snake holes and under the only tree for miles. |
 Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid show the true meaning of teamwork while trying to navigate our way out of the desert and into the booming metropolis of Wikieup. |
 After being in the desert for at least 2, 984 miles and having a bottomless-pit in the truck, the riders take inventory of the rations they have just in case they don’t find their way out of the Mojave. AJ staked her claim on the Pop-Tarts, Abel staked his claim on the cookies and bananas, and Luke staked his claim on this freshly-squished road kill. On a side note, AJ was the only one that planned in advance and brought water along for the ride. Since she’s not sharing, the guys have decided to not relieve themselves as they have watched plenty of survival shows on television that say you can stay hydrated that way. |
 Although we were riding in the truck, we decide to use caution anyway because we have bikes in the back. We’ve found that, after a long while in the desert, you don’t always think clearly. |
 One
of the natives is, apparently, a mix between a cow and a pit-bull—we’re
calling it a Pit Bull-Cow. Luke tried to stake claim on some more road kill,
but this one thought WE should be the road kill. Needless to say, Luke
absconded with only 1 dead bird to help him survive his gnawing hunger
pains. |
 After a slightly longer-than-normal drive to Wikieup, we were rewarded with seeing the town from a whole new vantage point. The wrong turn that led us on a big adventure was fun and a bit scary, but we wouldn’t have had it any other way. |
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