Sept 23 – And todays cock-up is………

We are now in Cuba New Mexico , grabbed a hotel room to get a shower, much needed after 3 days without, but then again we better get used to be dirty and stinky – it takes time… We left Gunnison and spent the next 2 days riding on the Continenatal Divide Trail again – camping out at night all alone – was awesome.  coyotes howling that kind of thing.  Super crisp blue skies and golden yellow cottonwoods as we carved along fun double tracks.  So fun it made me wonder, given all the shitty little problems we have had so far, that things were running a bit too smooth.  As we parked after a long day of techy trail riding and started setting up camp I noticed TK’s license plate was missing, no doubt rattled off the bike somewhere in the last 400 kms.  Needed a minute or 2 to realize this is not ok.    Even though our BC insurance doesnt mean anything in Mexico onwards – we will be crossing many borders and without a license plate, I am sure it will become a problem over and over again.  Long story short – my insurance expires next Tuesday – that means we have 3 business days to get out of the US, and that means TK needs a new plate by then.  ICBC said we needed a police report number so we rode 30 miles to nearest town to file a report – but highway was closed because of a fatality – eventually got through, got the report, called in some favours from the folks at Squamish Insurance who acted on our behalf to process the replacement – now last thing was to get it to New Mexico.  Enter Alex ‘Superman’ Manchon who donned his cape and flew with the package to West Vancouver Fedex office to make the cutoff for overnight delivery and we should pick it up in Silver City New Mexico Monday afternoon.  We will be now making copies of our plates and have spares in case anything happens again.

 

Anyways – back to the riding – Crossing the border between Colorado and New Mexico at the pass runs an old steam locomotive tourist train and we happened to see it as it chugged up the hill – as it passed guys were stoking the boiler with coal and they were blowing the whistler as it crossed the road.  New Mexico is insanely colourfull – the super rich red rocks and other colours are amazing. Super cool how the landscape changes by the hour when heading south on the bikes. Today we are heading into the desert again as the trail winds through more red rocks, sandy tracks and I think some old indian ruins.

 

Anyways – gotta pack up and hit the road