
5 friends, 5 days, 4 nights, 3 states, and 1800 miles.
Day 1:
After much anticipation, our 2010 spring camping trip was finally here. I didn't get much sleep the night before we all met at the Shell station at 5am.
There was not a whole lot to our first day of riding as we stuck to the major highways to get out to eastern Arizona as quick as possible. We took the 15 south to the 8 east, which eventually meets up with the 10 for some more eastbound super slab riding.
The temperature dropped down to the low 30s as we gained elevation over the 8. I was wearing some thermals under some normal pants and a leather jacket. It was still a bit chilly but I wasn't shivering cold like Steve.
Last trip I brought 2 pairs of boots, but this time for the sake of saving some space, I just brought one pair. They were just 8" duty type of boots that ended up having a pretty good temperature range for comfort.
Once we came down the pass, it was lots of straight riding. The pictures above show the group pushing forward on Hwy 8, and a nice view of Glamis off to our right.
I was trying not to fall asleep, taking pictures from the back, when the group moves over to the shoulder. The strange thing is that we were not stopping.
The group pulled back into traffic for a few hundred yards, but then back to the shoulder. This time we finally came to a stop.
Turns out, Brian's Ultra ran dry. You would think something like this would put a damper on the day, but no. Larry came packed with a siphon in case he ran out of gas (or possibly money).
Paul had some fuel to spare, so him and Larry went to work siphoning about 24 oz of fuel to get us another mile or two down the road to fill up.
We continued riding on until we arrived in Tuscon. We stopped for some lunch at a local brewery and made some changes to our route. I don't remember exactly why, but it didn't matter. Brian picked out a state campground in Pategonia about 80 miles away and we continued on.
The campground seemed nice on the map because it was near water, but we got there and it was full. It actually didn't look too inviting with that many people there anyway. The park ranger told us we could camp out on public land not too far from there and directed us to the dirt road.
At least the roads were 2 lanes and mildly curvy now. We rode on and cruised through the little town of Pategonia. Once past the town we ended up on a smaller windy road through some rural hilly areas looking for that dirt road the ranger told us about.
A trail head parking area caught Brian's eye and he pulled off the road into this dirt parking area. There was a berm you could not see over from sitting on the bikes, so we parked and took a look.
Good news! Just over the berm was a dry wash that came complete with a ring of rocks for a campfire. The sun was getting low and this is where we decided to setup camp. The town wasn't too far away so we individually split off when ready and picked up random things like firewood and water.
We didn't have a grate to cook the steak or pork loin we had, so that night we opted for hot dogs and sausages on skewers. One by we all went off for a comfortable night of sleep.



