Cannonball Stage 12
Today was a hard day. We left Albuquerque and hit about 100 red lights on old Route 66. That warmed up the bikes and riders to a nice toasty brown color. Then as we rode along at about 6600 feet elevation, the bikes were running lean and making less power than usual. At the first gas stop we heard about the flash flood warnings, just as the downpour began. The rain made the belts slip, which felt a lot like riding with the clutch disengaged: the motor revs but the bike doesn’t move forward… At the height of the storm, (luckily no lightening) we had to ride on I40 for 10-15 miles with the big rigs. Not much visibility, but we all made it through. Then at mile 138 for the day a road was washed out, and the Cannonball crew called off the stage. Some of the early riders made it along a detour, others loaded up into chase trucks and trailers and headed in to Gallup.
The country was beautiful. High desert and painted rocks. No photos though, as the rain was soaking my camera.
But Dieter had the most challenging day. The girder forks on his BSA snapped. He skidded down the road 140 feet on the muffler and the motor, then toppled over. No major injuries, but some cuts and bruises. He had completed 99% of the rally miles until the accident. He’s looking for a blacksmith to repair the forks tomorrow. here’s some pics: