The afternoon was spent on Highway 9 "The Border Route" riding within a mile of the Mexican border. The CBP trucks were out in full force and I kept my scoot headed east. The sun began to set and I happened to view the lights of El Paso in the nearby valley. Texas! I had made it so far in the short daylight hours. The buzz of two-stroke engines and open exhaust called me toward a sandy track in the desert. Off-road buggies and quads raced everywhere in the BLM dunes west of El Paso near the airport. BOOM! The crack of gunfire to my left as a teenager shoots a handgun at a can on the sand. Kids raced all over without helmets, jeeps climbed the sandy precipices and shotguns rung out. This must be America. Yup...I'm growing closer to Texas.
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Tracy
1/19/2015 06:42:27 am
Wonderful photos !!
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Mike SaundersIn May 2014 I quit my job to ride a Honda Ruckus over 69'000 mi and counting. Wild camping most nights and cooking most of my own meals, I keep the costs low and the landscape changing. Archives
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