DAY 9

Kingman Arizona to Dalhart Texas.............717 miles........15 hours. It was a long day but the weather was perfect, and we're only a little over 300 miles from home. It's hard to believe that late Saturday afternoon we were riding through Death Valley in California.
Today proved to be an exciting day. We left Kingman, Arizona about 6:30 a.m. and rode to Williams Arizona for breakfast. Leaving Williams we decided to wait and fuel the bikes in Flagstaff, before going on east. Arriving in Flagstaff we made the decision that we had plenty of fuel to get us to the next little town. The only problem with this decision was that the first little town didn't have any fuel, so it was off to the next one. Our bikes have a 6.1 gallon capacity, so with a 50 MPG average we thought we should have plenty of fuel. I had been on reserve for approximately 35 miles when I saw a sign for the next town............18 miles ahead. No problem I thought, I can make that easy. Another 10 miles down the road I saw the next sign that said the town was 8 miles ahead.........at about the same time everything went quiet. Yes I was coasting. I saw Ron ahead of me and he pulled off when he saw me go to the shoulder. I thought he was coming back to help, but he had run out of gas also.
Getting off the bike I leaned it over as far as I dared, considering all the weight I had loaded on the bike. I was able to slosh enough gas from the right side of the tank to the left side, and it started. I rode 55 MPH and was able to make it to off ramp of the gas exit before it died again. I finally got it to the station, and Ron was already there, having done the same thing as I did.
We made a mental note to never do this again. It's not a pleasant thought thinking about pushing the bike to the next station, in this case 8 miles away.
I should be home Monday afternoon, so watch for some pictures to go with these posts, in the next few days.
Talk to you Monday,
Motor Mike