August 8th
Well the thunderstorm spared us but we where awoken to the sound of howling wolves (okay maybe coyotes) at 4 a.m. They howled for awhile till I started to howl back at them. They must not have liked my howling skills. Hit the trail around 9 a.m. and ran dirt for awhile till it turned to pavement. Then we came to every adventure riders dream, a dirt road with a sign reading "no services next 120 miles". That is where the fun began. As we were winding around though the mountains we happened upon a wild fire billowing white smoke in the air. A few miles down the road we came to the Beaver Creek work station in Gila National Forest which was where they monitor the fires. We learned the fire we passed was nine acres big and was being let go to naturally do what it wanted to do. The man at the station entertained us for awhile with forest fire facts and information about how they watch for and contain them. The ranger man gave us a few ideas for some scenic alternate routes and that is where things turned south. Our previous estimates of how far our gas would last turned out to be a little off as I ran out about 20 miles from gas. So we drained some out of Tyler's tank to get me going but it didn't last long enough, and then Duane ran out also. So Tyler went to town to get gas which was supposed to be about 5 miles away, but was around 20. Duane and I chilled out in the mountains till Ty got back. Duane then had an issue with his contacts and could hardly see which had us a little worried about what to do. So we decided to head to town and find a hotel to clean up at and let Duane's eye rest. Found a nice little family run place with a restaurant that had killer pizza. They even did our laundry for us. Was good to have a evening of not riding after a hot dusty day. Duane's eye is feeling pretty good already so we plan to get a early start tomorrow and put a big day in.
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