The frivolity of Sturgis is done and dusted.
It's now time to hit the road and head for Los Angeles.
Well head for it in a round about way.
I stumbled out of bed at 6.45am and showered, shaved and ate the complimentary breakfast the Best Western offers.
I was on Eva by 8.30am and flying down Interstate 90 that would carry me 380 miles to Billings, Montana.
Some of the views today were gorgeous as the higher you climb the more you see.
I entered Montana and Crow Country and was hoping to get my first sighting of buffalo.
Sadly, it wasn't to be but I'm sure tomorrows ride through Yellowstone National Park will not disappoint on that score.
It's easy to imagine a tribe of Indians in this land. It's beautiful.
For those of you still wondering about my reserve tank problems I flicked it over to reserve after I just filled up. It conked out after about 50 metres. I'm wondering if it's not connected properly. It's a pain in the you know where as I nearly ran out of gas again today.
I did 126 miles on my regular tank. That's just over 200kms. Take into account I'm travelling at 80 miles/hour, or 128 kms/hour in our language, with lots of head, or side, wind.
I haven't time to take it to the shop as my bike needs to be in Los Angeles in 8 days.
The barmaid told me to forget Yellowstone National Park as I should head along highway 2 toward Oregon. She swears it's beautiful.
I'm going to stick with my original plan of heading through Yellowstone, but she did pour me a well deserved beer.
Eva and I rolled out of Billings at 8am in great anticipation of seeing Yellowstone.
She didn't disappoint.
I took Beartooth Pass via Red Lodge and what wonderful views I had.
New Zealand is hard to beat for outstanding views, but I must say Yellowstone is on a par at least.
There were lots of twists and turns all at the pace of 35 to 45 miles per hour.
Hour after hour – it was mind blowing.
I know my pics will not do it justice.
There was snow/ice on the hilltops and it got cold the higher you climb. Of course the higher you climbed the better the views.
Then I rode into a gulley and I saw them!
I pulled hard on Eva's reins and she came to a sudden stop so I could take a closer look.
They were 50 metres away from me, grazing.
I jumped on Eva and cruised around the next corner where more Buffalo were right next to the road.
People were out of their cages taking pics. I wasn't so brave plus Yellowstone was longer than expected.
I kept cruising to Western Yellowstone where I washed Eva and headed off to feed myself and moisten my lips with a well deserved beer.
Up at 5.30am and eating breakfast by 6am.
I was packed and loaded by 7am and heading toward Wells, Nevada.
It was chilly so I had on gloves and light jacket, but within a couple of hours the heat was warming me up.
I had plenty of rest stops today and drank more water, applied sunscreen and lip balm at every stop.
I also slowed up today to 60 miles/hour or 100 kms/hr to see how far I could travel on Eva. Turns out over 300 kms! I'm well happy with that.
As soon as I take her up from 60 to 70 miles she starts sucking hard. The needle on the gauge is worse than my blood pressure needle!
She's a cruiser baby! She doesn't like the rough stuff.
I cradled Eva 400 miles today from West Yellowstone to Wells.
Highlights of the day:
Idaho Falls were nice.
Twin Falls blew my mind!!
I couldn't stop on the bridge to take a pic so here is an internet version.
After gassing up at Twin Falls and starting to head toward Wells I felt something on my leg.
It was the cover to my air filter!
I held it with my podgy calf until I could safely pull over and inspect what had happened.
It just seemed to have fell off.
I googled Harley Davidson Tein Falls and they were 4 kms away.
Thank goodness this didn't happen out in the Nevada desert!!!
After a bit of sweet talking the guy at the service department I managed to push in line of other bikers waiting for their rides to be serviced.
Good manners (and an accent) go a long way as the mechanic had it back on in a couple of minutes and was to busy to write up my name etc to charge me.
I went into the dealership and got a shirt!
I was soon back on Eva cruising toward Wells. The delay had set me back just over an hour and it was mid afternoon I hit the Nevada desert and the heat.
I've got into Wells, which nobody should stay here! It's scary! Lots of motels and businesses closed with beady eyes watching behind twitching curtains.
I'm stay at the best motel. $43USD for the night is the normal price. I got it for $40USD because Mary on reception liked me.
I'm now over the road reflecting on my day and supping a well deserved beer.