3,000 miles
Up at oh dark thirty.
No stars in the sky. Oh-oh.
Pack the bike.
Throw a leg over.
Torch up.
Head south.
Breakfast in St. George at the Voyager. Plenty of seats available since it’s so early.
The sky brightens to the south, and I’m home-free through Vegas.
A quick stop at Amboy for a drink of water, and I’m home again.
3,000 miles.
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