Not insurmountable, but at about 3:30 a.m. east of Albuquerque…..Zuzax I think…..my one remaining good HID low beam decided to shit the bed. I only had one anyway because I lost the first one in the first leg.

No major drama as I was on the straight of I-40…had it flicker a couple of times…..and I was the only traffic for several miles. My parking lights illuminated the road enough to aim through the field goals of perspective and got off on the next exit.

(using my best Foghorn Leghorn impression) Fortunately,……I say fortunately….I carry a spare halogen bulb just for this sort of emergency.

About 1 1/2 hours later I had converted the bike back to halogen bulb and patted myself on the back for leaving the original connector. Had to adjust the height and it sure seems dim an yellow….sort of nostalgic I guess. Perhaps tomorrow night I’ll duct tape a coal miner’s hat to the front of the bike.

I’m in Farmington, NM now headed to a trading post and shiprock for about 4K in bonii. I chose these because the time just worked out so I could have breakfast with a college roommate, James Fundarke….who I haven’t seen in about 15 years! He and his wife Twyla…who I also knew at school….should be rolling in shortly.

Gonna get some time and plan the next couple of days. I’m hoping to make Vegas tonight, get a rest bonus (will Lisa be angry if I play the slots all night?) and then attack Death Valley and Yosemite with a vengence. I’d put a map, but Doug and I worked hard on it and don’t want somebody to crib off it. I’ll put a route map up Tuesday or so. Suffice it to say I’m…..goin’ back to Cali, Cali, Cali!