We stopped for ice cream at this crazy Death Valley candy and nuts gas
stop, which has now forever earned a special place in my heart.
Reason 1: a great conversation with a solo rider named Lynn who flew to
Nashville to pick up a new BMW K75 and is now riding it back to
California.
Reason 2: A radio station that starts commercial breaks with “we know
it’s Friday! Beer beer beer beer” and then sings me a little beer song.
Reason 3: The radio station is a classic rock station. While I was
standing in line to buy water, every single person in the entire line,
without exception, was tapping their toes and singing along to “Bad Moon
Rising”.
HappyCarolyn.