Two weeks in Denver

We made it to Denver and BMW on 26th June, our 1 year anniversary since we left the UK. It is hot and so green. It is not the brown we have seen in the past because of the amount of recent rain. Daisies, white flowers, yellow flowers, purple, blue, pink. We have arrived at the tail end of the spring flowers but it is still stunning.

Our first stop in Denver when we arrive is BMW. It pains me to keep talking about Streak’s problems, but below is a synopsis in one long paragraph. As this goes into some detail, skip the next paragraph if, like me, you are tired of Streak’s problems, but just know that, as of 9th July, I think Streak is finally fixed!!

The service manager at BMW Denver in Aurora whom I have been dealing with since early June and well before the end of warranty has been away and is busy in his office so we see Linda, who checks the bikes in and out. I explain what Streak has been doing, including the lag, spluttering and stalling while riding which had reoccurred after Santa Fe but been fine for 2 days, and the previous squeaky suspension and strange sudden sagging feeling with the suspension while riding. We are told to trust them, they know what the problem is with the lag and spluttering as they have seen this many times. We find out from BMW Denver that BMW USA will only honour US specification motorcycles warranty work and that we will have to deal with BMW UK to get warranty work refunded. This has been confirmed to us by BMW USA. This is when the service manager comes out from his office behind Linda, introduces himself and explain to Anthony (I must have been invisible!) that it is what they have always done for people with non US bikes. We cannot afford to go on with Streak in this state so we have no option but to ask them to go ahead, and we will have to deal with a refund later… This is not a good feeling to say the least. This is the first time a BMW dealer has not honored the guarantee, and we have seen many since November in Thailand as you know!!!… Tuesday, Linda calls to say the bikes are ready, both have had their 25,000 miles service and Streak’s lagging problem is fixed. As suspected, we are told, the air filter was badly blocked, they cleaned it and all is fine. (Really?!). But there is a fault with my shock absorber, (which we had been told about by BMW Monterrey in Mexico in May, so well within the warranty period) and it will cost US$1795 and take 2-6 weeks to arrive. It is not dangerous so we decline to have the shock absorber fixed here because we would be expected to pay for this warranty work and we might have to wait an additional 6 weeks for the parts to arrive – we do not have this time anymore. We will get this work done in the UK as the problem was identified during the warranty period. As a bit of background for those new to the blog, the throttle lag and stalling while riding was first investigated by BMW Chiang Mai, Thailand in November, unsuccessfully fixed with a new throttle valve switch and identified as requiring a new DME by BMW Kuala Lumpur in December, all within the 2 year warranty period. The stalling while riding and spluttering got worse in Colombia in April. We rushed through Central America to get to the US in time for the problem to be looked at within the warranty period, but because of a major recall on BMW’s 1200GS, there were no maintenance slots available and we had to wait until end of June. We will now have to work on getting a refund for all this because BMW North America do not honor the guarantee which all other countries we have visited have. Wednesday, our friend Karen drops us off at BMW, we pay, it is painful, but we are grateful that BMW have done all the work so quickly for us. Time to reload the bikes and head to other friends of ours, south of Denver. Streak is purring beautifully once again. 15 miles out, on I470, it coughs, splutters and dies. I put my flashers on, and let Streak slowly freewheel to the curb, cutting across traffic on my inside. I let Anthony know what has happened and once on the curb, let out an almighty primal scream!!! This is now really frustrating. We have to get off this interstate asap and call BMW. Streak splutters, dies, restarts, splutters. We limp to a car park off I470 and call BMW: if Streaks can restart, they want us to return now. Yes, it dies on me again all the way back, once in a particularly awkward spot, but luckily, Anthony is protecting my back and the cars, probably seeing my flashing lights, patiently wait for Streak to eventually restart. This time the service manager comes out immediately so I explain to him the exact symptoms (I am no longer invisible), while Anthony deliberately stays back. Yes, the spluttering that didn’t occur for 2 days has returned, badly. It seems to start when Streak is hot. And the fuel tank is under half. I ask him to take it for run. No way!! It’s too dangerous he says…. Ha, really?! What about the parking lot? Off he goes, but doesn’t go out of 1st gear and Streak doesn’t miss a beat. He asks me many questions. He had ordered a part for Streak before our arrival last week and he will now install it. He had missed an email I had sent him after Santa Fe letting him know the problems had reoccurred and therefore didn’t look into the spluttering and stalling and didn’t hear my telling Linda this too… I point out that the service engineer overfilled my brake fluid reservoir and it has been leaking all over my tank over the past hour. That evening, I got really annoyed at myself for feeling so frustrated at them. People rarely get under my skin this way. The next day, Thursday, Linda calls – I get Anthony to answer, as he is so much nicer than me and I can’t face talking to them right now. Their new findings: replaced crank shaft sensor as found, while hot, intermittent signal interruption. On test ride, the bike still stalled. Replaced fuel pump unit as found voltage far above specifications. Regarding the suspension: found a fault for rebound adjustment – an intermittent internal fault and leak in the shock. Friday, at 4.45pm, I notice 2 emails from Stephen telling me the bike is ready for collection. A phone call an hour ago would have been nice… Too late to collect, so that will now have to wait until Tuesday 7th July. While we pay another $850 for a full fuel pump unit, and a crank shaft sensor and some fuel cleaner for Anthony, the service manager comes out and explains what they have done. In total for those parts, and 2 services, $2200, and they couldn’t even give the bikes a clean… Unbelievable. Enough said, we are not happy and now we have to find out how we get some of this back as part of warranty and get more warranty work done when we get back to the UK… All this because BMW USA will not honour other countries’ BMW warranties…. I would like to stress that this is not meant to be a rant against all BMW dealers, as we got absolutely fabulous service from BMW in Kuala Lumpur, Lima, San Jose in Costa Rica, Mexico City, Austin and Santa Fe who have all provided fantastic service, above and beyond expectations, and Streak has performed well apart from those issues, and Storm has not missed a beat.

Karen, whom we met in Brisbane through mutual friends, picks us up from BMW. How great to see her beaming face again. We stop for lunch on our way home to Broomfield – once again, I choose a berry salad. Yumm!! Those salads are so delicious, full fresh raspberries, blueberries, strawberries, different types of lettuce and some seeds for crunch including tiny bits of candied pecans. I must remember this for when we get back to Australia. We spend the next 5 days at Karen and Mike’s home. Mike treats us to his special bbq ribs, marinated to perfection by Karen the night before!! How amazing to see their kids, Kristi and Ian all grown up!!! We dogsat Kristi’s dog Eggo a few times – what a cute and intelligent dog!! Kristi, you’re lucky we didn’t dognap Eggo – I am sure he would love to travel and sit on top of our fuel tank! It was lovely just to be, relax in a home, chit chat, go for local walks to the local supermarket, get our washing up to date again. Packed lots of maps and brochures and sent these home. Said goodbye to Anthony’s old gloves. We had the use of Mike’s car for a day after we dropped him off at the airport and the house was ours for one night as Karen had a golf trip away that had been planned ages before our planned arrival. Karen and I had our toes painted. We did a spot of shopping too, looking to replace my Keen sandals which I have worn every single day since we left the UK and replace Anthony’s torn waterproof trousers – one leg was torn all the way up one side, so it was much needed. Karen drops us off at BMW before collecting Mike from the airport. Our stay with Karen and Mike was simply lovely – thank you Karen and Mike!!

Karen and Kristi preparing the okra for the bbq

Karen and Kristi preparing the okra for the bbq

Anthony and Mike preparing the smoked ribs

Anthony and Mike preparing the smoked ribs

Great evening with Brissy friends Karen & Mike, with their daughter Kristi & Eggo

Great evening with Brissy friends Karen & Mike, with their daughter Kristi & Eggo

Happy toes - girls have to be girls - with Karen

Happy toes – girls have to be girls – with Karen


Time to say goodbye

Time to say goodbye


After our aborted ride out to Roxborough Park, and return to BMW, our friends David and Leslie come over to pick us up, taking the same route as we were taking in case they find us stranded on the side of the road. We unload the bikes again, leave Streak and Storm behind. It is great to see David and Leslie again!!! David and Anthony first met 20 years ago. They were the pioneers in coal seam gas in Australia and they signed the first coal seam gas deal in Australia. How brave they were back then, with so many sceptics around them at the time. After a few years, Anthony joined David’s company Tipperary and spent the most exciting and rewarding part of his working life there. I met David and Leslie a number of times in Denver, we skied together. They also organised my first ever art exhibition in the US!! It is there that Deborah first saw and fell in love with Aboriginal work and invited me to show in Houston in their restaurant and started my annual Houston shows. So a business association turned into a long friendship.

And what a warm welcome we are given by David and Leslie!!! We are thoroughly spoilt. We spend many hours chatting about the current political and economic climate in the US. We discuss politics, religion, retirement. Once again, we are touched that they open up so much with us, and we learn more about some aspects of life that is so American. What a wonderful to be and chatting with friends.

Moon rise ar Roxborough Park

Moon rise ar Roxborough Park

David and Leslie take us to Estes Park, in the heart of the Colorado Rockies at 7522 ft/ 2300m altitude. The scenery up to Estes Park is lovely. We have lunch at the gorgeous old Stanley Hotel which was built in 1909. After our leisurely lunch, interrupted by a call from BMW Denver, we head to Loveland, through the Big Thompson River canyon which is stunning – I spot so many places I wish we could just stop and camp along the Big Thompson River. Loveland which has a huge sculpture park. I have always loved sculpture parks. This one is full of humour and joy. One artist made a sculpture of a shepherd with his goats. Some years later, another sculptor had his flock of wolves strategically placed in the park so that they are all looking back at what could be a tasty meal, the shepherd’s goats.

1909 Stanley Hotel, Estes Park, Colorado

1909 Stanley Hotel, Estes Park, Colorado

With Lesley and David at Loveland, Colorado

With Lesley and David at Loveland, Colorado

Conversation by Robert McDermott, Loveland, Colorado

Conversation by Robert McDermott, Loveland, Colorado

Monument in Right Feet Major, by Todd Kurtzman

Monument in Right Feet Major, by Todd Kurtzman

Fireworks for sale for the 4th July

Fireworks for sale for the 4th July

Leslie hardly stopped cooking magnificient meals for us. My one and only “core strength” gym session with Leslie wasn’t going to do much to counter the kilos I must have put on but showed me what muscles I need to work on: the legs and thighs are good, balance excellent, but my sparrow biceps need muscling up still!! We had fun making more s’mores.

Perfect marshmallows Leslie but watch that top one!

Perfect marshmallows Leslie but watch that top one!

Love s'mores and the mess

Love s’mores and the mess


We spent our first 4th of July in the USA since our last one in 1985 in Alaska. Those two evenings could not have been any different. Instead of the loud, beer swilling evening with a bunch of happy-go-lucky misfits, we spent this year’s 4th of July at friends of David and Leslie’s, Karen and Bill who kindly included us, with a group of people actively involved in supporting The Seed Company, a bible translating organisation, currently working on 700 languages in 70 countries. We had a bi-annual update meeting prior to the 4th of July fireworks. Not quite what we had expected but it was lovely of Karen and Bill to invite us, very interesting and we met some lovely people and enjoyed some amazing fireworks:
Gorgeous Ricki

Gorgeous Ricki

4th of July 2015

4th of July 2015

4th of July 2015

4th of July 2015

4th of July 2015

4th of July 2015

4th of July 2015

4th of July 2015


This evening, we met some of David and Leslie’s dear friends – what a fun time we had with Pam, Anne-Marie, Teresa and John, especially learning from Anne-Marie about some of the sights in some San Francisco suburbs where for example walking down the streets totally naked is allowed, etc. I will let your imagination run wild with the “etc”…, really wild… The things you learn…

It has rained so much since we have been in the US and Denver has been no different. Very unusual weather we are told. We are leaving tomorrow and hope we get to set up camp before it rains. We have had an amazing time with David and Leslie – what wonderful hospitality and generosity, thank you Leslie and David!! And what a beautiful spot to spend a week.

Beautiful spot to spend a week, at Roxborough Park

Beautiful spot to spend a week, at Roxborough Park

Local wildlife comes every day for a drink - didn't see the mountain lion

Local wildlife comes every day for a drink – didn’t see the mountain lion


My brother would have loved this spot

My brother would have loved this spot

Roxborough Park

Roxborough Park

Lovely walk in Roxborough Park

Lovely walk in Roxborough Park

Gorgeous ride to Grant today

Gorgeous ride to Grant today

Home just before the rain

Home just before the rain

But we have been here much longer than we expected and the twisty roads, green pastures, multicoloured wildflowers and rushing creeks of Colorado beckon – we can wait to be back on the road again and camp – must remember to watch out for bears and the camping rules!!

– Anne

Taos and onward to Colorado

Anne’s bike is purring as we leave Santa Fe heading north at lunchtime. What a change from last week. We are “back on the road again” as Anne likes to sing often as we leave in the morning. The open road beckons and we are back on highway US 285 heading for Taos. We want to make good time as the afternoon thunderclouds are starting to build. This is a normal occurrence here, but it’s better to avoid the storms if we can.

Mountain storms developing towards Taos

Mountain storms developing towards Taos

Not the usual boring concrete

Not the usual boring concrete

We make good progress until, yes you guessed it, Streak starts to play up again. The intermittent loss of power creates a real problem as we limp towards Taos. The issue seems the same as the one we had before. What a bummer. We push on slowly to Taos and arrive before the rain. We will see what tomorrow brings.

Something new every day, cornering must be fun

Something new every day, cornering must be fun

Since we had no problem with Streak for the first 35 miles or so, and it started to occur after Streak stood in the hot sun for an hour, we will see what a cool morning brings, plus as we head further north to higher altitudes, hopefully the temperatures will drop. Dinner is obtained from a Walmart store across the road and we feast on carrots, humous and low fat biscuits. A change from some of the high calorie meals we have been eating.

We start the next day with some trepidation, will Streak perform and for how long? We take it easy as we head north, the spectacular landscape unfolds before us, we have always enjoyed this part of the USA and it is great to be back in summer. We have decided that will take the back roads to avoid the high speeds of traffic on the interstate highway if we have to limp along. Some backroads! Great two and four lane lane roads take us northwards. All good so far plus the temperatures seem lower today.

Early morning storms developing

Early morning storms developing

Open vista in Southern Colorado

Open vista in Southern Colorado


The air seems so fresh and clean, the smell of the pines is wonderful and when the thunderstorms start to develop that scent that heralds their arrival fills the air. We like the smell of the ocean and the smells of the mountains. It would be a hard call to choose a favourite.

We stop at Fort Garland, one of a series of military forts established in the late 1850’s to protect miners and settlers in the San Luis valley. The fort was only in use from 1858 to 1883 after which the westward movement of people and the removal of the indians made the fort redundant. It is interesting to see one aspect how the west of the USA was developed over only 25 years.

Fort Garland parade ground

Fort Garland parade ground


Fort Garland barracks block

Fort Garland barracks block


As we swing west smelling the clean air, snow cooled by the still covered peaks even though we are progressing through summer, we enjoy the wide open spaces with mountains, what a great place to ride.
Storms gather as we ride towards Salida, Colorado

Storms gather as we ride towards Salida, Colorado


We have always tried to support local businesses back home and while we use the larger chains such as Hilton for accommodation when it makes sense as we get benefits due to our Diamond status, elsewhere we look local. We find that the staff at local cafes and hotels seem to go that little bit further, maybe because they have the flexibility and individuality that the larger chains do not have or foster. In Salida we found both a great motel and breakfast cafe that we really enjoyed the service of and would recommend to others.
Our motel in Salida

Our motel in Salida


Legal in Colorado, but not good for riding

Legal in Colorado, but not good for riding

Mt Priceton and the Arkansas river in Salida, Colorado

Mt Priceton and the Arkansas river in Salida, Colorado


East 1st Street in Downtown Salida, Colorado

East 1st Street in Downtown Salida, Colorado


Deer in suburban Salida

Deer in suburban Salida


Colourful house, Salida Colorado

Colourful house, Salida Colorado


Our route from Salida northwards on US285 then onto US24. High plateau country surrounded by snow-capped peaks soaring to over 14,000 feet, twice our hight on the plateau. We are looking forward to returning to this country after visiting Denver.
On the road central Colorado

On the road central Colorado


What a great name for an Inn

What a great name for an Inn

Motorcycle memorabilia Thunderbird Inn, Florissant Colorado

Motorcycle memorabilia Thunderbird Inn, Florissant Colorado

Just a local shower to cool us off

Just a local shower to cool us off


Manitou Springs is a small historic touristy town just outside Colorado Springs. We spend a relaxing evening walking the town and enjoying the local brewery’s food and ales. Our ride out to Denver will take us via the ‘Garden of the Gods’. The name came in 1859 after one Colorado City surveyor thought this would be a good location for a beer garden, before his colleague suggested that this could be a ‘Garden for the Gods’ and the name stuck.

Garden of the Gods Park, Colorado

Garden of the Gods Park, Colorado


Garden of the Gods Park, Colorado

Garden of the Gods Park, Colorado

One year on the road today, what a milestone. It would have seemed unlikely when we set off from Verwood in June 2014 feeling like frauds on shiny new motorcycles. ‘Riding round the world’ really! I think some of those other riders on the cross Chunnel train would have thought so. But here we are a year later after so many adventures and having met many wonderful people, we are very lucky.

Streak & Storm on our 1st anniversary - at Garden of the Gods Park, Colorado

Streak & Storm on our 1st anniversary – at Garden of the Gods Park, Colorado

We arrive at BMW of Denver in Aurora and Streak and Storm are handed over for their 24,000 mile service and hopefully the diagnosis and solution to Streak’s throttle lag (the spluttering and dying not having occurred again for the last two days). Time will tell… Now for a relaxing weekend with our friends Mike and Karen.

– Anthony

Enjoying the land of enchantment in Santa Fe

After crossing into New Mexico, the Land of Enchantment, and visiting the tourist centre for maps and hotel/motel discount vouchers, we get to Tucumcari on Route 66. Originally founded in 1901 as a construction camp for the railroad construction, it was called Ragtown, it then became known as Six Shooter Siding, due to numerous gunfights and finally was renamed Tucumcari. You can imagine what it was like in its heyday, especially at night with all the neon lighting.

Blue Swallow motel, Tucumcari, NM

Blue Swallow motel, Tucumcari, NM

As we ride through, I notice one place has burnt down, then a second and wonder whether the fires were lit by desperate owners wanted to recoup some of their investment after their business went bankrupt. Then we see a third. It can’t be coincidence that 3 businesses have burnt down in the space of a few miles. So sad… I decide I no longer want to follow any of old route 66 as I found too many sad deserted places. I will remember Vega where we met the 2 local lawmen yesterday instead.

Burned down Shell petrol station outside Tucumcari, NM

Burned down Shell petrol station outside Tucumcari, NM

Finally a petrol station on Route 66 which is still open

Finally a petrol station on Route 66 which is still open

The stretch between Tucumcari and Santa Rosa was extremely gusty. Good neck strengthening exercise!! More storm clouds building and moving rapidly but we manage to dodge them. We spend the night at Santa Rosa, staying at a sad motel, after sharing a huge salad at the roadhouse across the road for dinner. It is good to see a Route 66 roadhouse that has not just survived but is thriving.

It is windy on our way to Santa Rosa

It is windy on our way to Santa Rosa

Santa Rosa roadhouse

Santa Rosa roadhouse

Anthony had heard of a good motorcycling road to Santa Fe. It feels great to finally get off the main road. Our pace has now slowed down wonderfully. We have plenty of time to get to Denver for our 24th June appointment for our 24,000 miles service for both bikes.

As we ride, we are reminded of our first trip to New Mexico in 1980. We loved it then, had promised ourselves to return on day in the summer, and here we are, loving it just as much. The smell of pines thanks to the heat takes back to that first visit. Isn’t it amazing how powerful smells can be?! I want to camp!! I really want to be out there. We see more and more bikes – all going much faster than us. We get to a little village called Madrid, spot a pub with a few bikes and decide to pull over and stop for lunch. Little did we know this old mine turned tavern was a well known stopping off pub for bikers!! Today, 80 Harleys are expected for lunch (86 turned up). What a sight!! And the noise!! This tavern was featured in the science fiction comedy movie Paul.

86 Harleys arriving At Madrid's Mine Shaft Tavern, New Mexico, for lunch

86 Harleys arriving At Madrid’s Mine Shaft Tavern, New Mexico, for lunch

Love her pigtails attached to her helmet -  marshall for the 86 Harleys arriving at the tavern

Love her pigtails attached to her helmet – marshall for the 86 Harleys arriving at the tavern

At Madrid's Mine Shaft Tavern, New Mexico

At Madrid’s Mine Shaft Tavern, New Mexico

At Madrid's Mine Shaft Tavern, New Mexico

At Madrid’s Mine Shaft Tavern, New Mexico

At Madrid's Mine Shaft Tavern, New Mexico

At Madrid’s Mine Shaft Tavern, New Mexico

Typical US letter boxes

Typical US letter boxes

Shortly after leaving, poor Streak began spluttering, badly. After a while, I asked Anthony to ride it so that he could feel what I was trying to explain to him (the jerking of the bike dying and suddenly restarting is hard on the body) and so that he too could explain Streak’s problem to Denver next week. Streak was worse than ever. We somehow managed to limp into Santa Fe. I knew, somehow, we would drive past a BMW dealer, and… we did! Very helpful, a service advisor rode my bike around the block. He is pretty sure the fuel injectors are clogged. He gives Streak a good dose of special fuel injector cleaner concentrate which will eventually work itself through the injectors. After a bit of a chat, we leave for a hotel I booked while at BMW, Anthony having put its location in his GPS. As usual whenever we are in cities with an address to go to, I follow as Anthony has the GPS. Streak is behaving. Thank goodness. We get 200 metres heading back to the main road, down the hill to the lights, start going through the lights and Streak dies. My first thought is of the red car behind me – I don’t want to get rear ended and put my flashers. Impossible to restart it. I turn around to let the car know I cannot move. I am in the left hand lane as we were turning left at the lights. Awkward spot to be blocking traffic!! I push myself as best and quickly as I can off the road. A biker waiting in the traffic at the red lights spots my predicament, calls out at cars next him to let him through, parks his bike and rushes over and pushes me off the road. Very very helpful. Anthony rejoins me having had to turn back to get back to me. Eventually Streak restarts, briefly then dies. Anthony offers to ride it back to BMW.

It is now 4.30pm Saturday afternoon, they close at 5 and tomorrow is an annual motorcycle fair in town for which BMW are the major sponsors, so it is frantic. On hearing and seeing us return so soon, all the mechanics comes out to see us. They offer to take Streak and clean out the fuel injectors and hopefully get to the bottom of this problem. This will take them 3 hours but they can only do that Tuesday morning as they are closed on Mondays. So they offer us a loan bike for the week end. Wow, so helpful. They only have 1200GS, which is too high for me, so Anthony will ride that one while I ride Storm. By the time we paperwork and I go to Streak to get my overnight bag out, Ben, the chief mechanic, has already started getting to the fuel injectors. Wow, what service!!! And dedication. It is now 5pm on Saturday.

Streak is now very sick - being looked at by BMW Santa Fe

Streak is now very sick – being looked at by BMW Santa Fe

I am now in charge of navigating with the GPS for the first time!! That means riding with my reading glasses at the tip of my nose, lucky it is long, so that I can read the GPS.

The hotel I have booked is a couple of blocks away from the old town square, so after a shower and change, we go for a lovely walk around the old town, share a salad for dinner with a glass of locally brewed cider and retire for the night early. We are both exhausted after the emotion of Streak dying and riding a loan bike.

Santa Fe cathedral

Santa Fe cathedral

Statue of Kateri Tekakwitha, first North American Idian saint

Statue of Kateri Tekakwitha, first North American Indian saint


After a leisurely breakfast and chatting to a few bikers over from Denmark, Norway and Sweden, we pack up and head for the classic Motorcycle Show in Eldorado, outside Santa Fe. We see some interesting machines, lots of custom bikes, some lovely characters.
This 6 horsepower diesel bike does 35kms/hr uphill and is one of only 2 in the US

This 6 horsepower diesel bike does 35kms/hr uphill and is one of only 2 in the US

Damian -  such a gentle soul

Damian – such a gentle soul


This biker's dog has sunglasses on!

This biker’s dog has sunglasses on!


It is a hot day, we retreat to an air conditioned restaurant for a cool drink. It is now 1pm. Do we still feel like riding out to Taos today, we ask ourselves? No, too hot and listless. Let’s find another hotel out of town, read “cheaper”, and stay here until Tuesday morning.

We stop at a factory outlet and get a couple of tops to replace our old ones – they have done well and it is now time to donate them.

Our new hotel is across the street from a movie theatre so we go to the movies for the first time this year. We saw Spy – a 007 spoof – very funny. I really enjoyed being entertained, the laugh out loud moments and loud music. You could say that we have been on sensory overload since we started this trip, having had so many experiences, visual, emotional, physical, intellectual, spiritual, cultural, culinary and olfactory but seeing this movie made me realise that I had missed a couple in particular: being surrounded by music, and being entertained by comedy – senses we hadn’t experienced for a while. We have watched movies downloaded onto our iPad which we listen through a great little speaker friends gave us before we left, but that sense of being completely surrounded by a story and music suddenly felt new. I am finding it hard to explain…

Monday comes and goes with a few walks, emails, banking, planning, chain tightening for Storm.

Some mobile homes also tow/carry boats, bikes in addition to cars!

Some mobile homes also tow/carry boats, bikes in addition to cars!

Evening storm cloud  building in Santa Fe

Evening storm cloud building in Santa Fe


Tuesday, we pick up Streak. Ben at BMW Santa Fe cleaned the throttle bodies, cleaned idle actuator & passages in the airbox, cleaned the fuel injectors and reset all adaptation values. He has gone for a good ride and all is well with Streak. We ask where to go to pay for this service. There is no charge. No charge?!?!?! Absolutely no charge. I cannot thank Ben and Teo enough, or recommend them highly enough.

Teo and Ben from BMW Santa Fe - such helpful guys!!!

Teo and Ben from BMW Santa Fe – such helpful guys!!!


We leave Santa Fe for Taos and Streak is purring beautifully.

– Anne

Across North West Texas

We are greeted by a blue sky and sunshine after weathering tropical storm Bill, the second cyclone of the season originating in the Gulf of Mexico. Yesterday saw almost 4 inches or 10 centimetres of rain in Bob and Pam’s rain gauge. We leave Fort Worth having made new friends and learnt a little of its history and culture thanks to Bob and Pam.

As we leave, evidence of the downpour can be seen in the dirt and gravel washed onto the roads. Every river crossing we make has milk chocolate coloured water flowing strongly, the rivers have burst their banks over the surrounding flat areas.

We are riding on US287, a cross country route that has turned out to be an easy 4 lane highway with a 75 mph speed limit. This means we are about the slowest, just keeping up! So no potholes but we still have to concentrate as the traffic, including trucks and mobile homes stream by.

Trucks just fly past us.......

Trucks just fly past us…….

Our first fuel stop, outside Wichita Falls, is just across the road from a large Harley Davidson dealer, a great place for a coffee break.

Motorcycles only past this point.

just for us bikers.

Only motorbikes beyond this point, what a great idea that we have not seen before. We wonder about the vast interior, with every possible accessory for the bike and the person surround us. Good thing we have BMW’s. In the coffee lounge we meet Richard and Helen, a local couple, Helen is the editor of the local HOG chapter’s newsletter. Richard, who will be 80 in a month or so, has just traded two wheels for three and has a beautiful new HD trike.

Harley Davidson handbag!

Harley Davidson handbag!


Richard and Helen with their HD trike

Richard and Helen with their HD trike


They are a lovely couple and the next thing we know, we are invited to lunch with them. A coffee break turns into a three hour stop. This is the joy of travelling. We spend lunchtime learning more about the USA, its people and its politics.

Texas rolls by, we pass many nodding donkeys producing oil, gas well pads and cattle, all Texas staples and the basis of economic development in Texas. While we were in Fort Worth, we would see pairs of the latest F35 fighters wheeling in the sky above. The planes are built by Lockheed Martin at their Fort Worth plant. These fighters will be seen in coming years in both the UK and Australia. Business in Texas has come a long way since the original cattle drives up the Chisholm and other trails from Texas to the Kansas railheads.

BNSF train in Texas heading west

BNSF train in Texas heading west

We have not set a schedule, so our first night turns out to be in Childress. As we are preparing Streak and Storm for the night, Anne notices that Streak, her bike, is missing a bolt, which explains a sound Anne heard while riding and thought was be a stone from a short dirt stretch of road under repair. This missing bolt is one of those holding on the upper crash bars. We are directed to ‘Lukes’ a surplus store in town. Here we find a store with everything from metric bolts in our size to cowhides with the brands cut out!

Luke's Surplus store since the 1960's

Luke’s Surplus store since the 1960’s


We start to see Route 66, the famous historical road from Chicago to Los Angles, parallelling Interstate 40 as we move past Amarillo. This two lane road became known for being the route that, during the great depression of the 1930’s, many in the mid west used as a route to a new life in California. Replaced by Interstate 40 during the 1960’s and 70’s, the road and the bypassed towns lost much of their passing traffic and related income. Some towns seem to have been more affected than others. We ride through Vega, Anne spots a couple of interesting cafes as lunch possibles, we circle back make a make a stop at the Hickory Inn Cafe.

Hickory Inn Cafe in Vega TX

Hickory Inn Cafe in Vega TX

We enter to find the place full of locals having lunch. We grab a table and at the next table are a couple of lawmen, the local sheriff and a Texas Ranger. Only this morning I came across a web page on the Texas Rangers and learnt about their badges, made from Mexican Silver Peso coins, what a coincidence. Texas Ranger Martin T. Hood and Oldham County Sheriff David Medlin were happy to pose for photos with us They told us they had first worked together for over 28 years.

Oldham County Sheriff David Medlin and Texas Ranger Martin  T. Hood

Oldham County Sheriff David Medlin and Texas Ranger Martin T. Hood


Martin T. Hood, Texas Ranger

Martin T. Hood, Texas Ranger

We press on, in the next town we cross the midpoint between Chicago and LA. The total distance of Route 66 is 2,277 miles or 3,666 kilometres.

Midpoint of Route 66.

Midpoint of Route 66.

Soon after we cross the border into New Mexico, whose number plates read ‘Land of Enchantment’ as they did in 1980 when we first visited and fell love with the place. We are looking forward to our time here.

New Mexico - Land of Enchantment

New Mexico – Land of Enchantment

When we finally reached the USA I started to think that we would have seen the last of the new, interesting and unusual and that blog content would be drastically reduced. How wrong I was, the last couple of days have provided a wealth of new experiences and pleasure for us. Enjoy.

– Anthony

All is big in Texas

We have arrived at our hotel in Clear Lake, Houston, having dodged all the storm showers on the way.

Storm clouds are building

Storm clouds are building

Can we keep avoiding the rain?!

Can we keep avoiding the rain?!

Time to lock up the bikes and take our day pack from our top box and as we are going out, I also take my ‘town’ shoes and handbag out of my pannier and check-in. It’s been a long hot day, we are hot and sweaty and the receptionist gives a bottle of cold water each. Too many bits to hold onto, I sit down while Anthony does the paperwork. Somehow, by the time we get to our room, I am missing the bag with my shoes. Must have dropped them on the way to the room or left them on the couch. I retrace my steps – they are nowhere to be found. This is crazy!! I asked reception a number of times during our stay – no luck! Shoes I bought in London get picked up at a hotel in Houston….?! Oh well, a girl, always a girl, good excuse to go shopping sometime.

I have visited Houston about 15 times but have always been too busy with my art shows and visiting friends to do any sight seeing. Every trip, I have driven past the Johnson Space Centre and promised myself I would take time out to visit it one day. This time, I will make it happen. Especially as most of our friends have escaped Houston, or us?!, and we will miss seeing them. It feels very strange not to be seeing them – sad even, but suddenly, we don’t have enough time to spend a couple of weeks in Houston.

Luckily, we do see Deborah and Larry, especially as it is thanks to them that I held annual art shows in Houston over many years. We have not seen them for 3 years now but it feels like it was only yesterday that we last saw them. They treat us to 2 great dinners and good conversation. It is very interesting to talk them about the current political climate in the US and hear their views on Obama and the current nominations for the next president.

With Larry and Deborah, Houston

With Larry and Deborah, Houston


Friday, we walk over to the space centre. When we go sightseeing, we never take the bikes as we don’t want to walk around with all riding gear. Of course, we are the only ones walking again.

What a fantastic day at the Johnson Space Centre. Seeing various exhibits, rockets, capsules. I have always found space travel awe inspiring. When you think what the pioneers did, with the technology available to them!!! They were so brave, and so ingenious – they had to be! Sadly, our society has become more and more risk adverse and talking to one ex-Nasa mission manager confirmed our view that this risk aversion is stifling space activity.

Johnson Space Centre

Johnson Space Centre

Used to simulate the extreme cold in space

Used to simulate the extreme cold in space

Nasa space vehicle mockup facility

Nasa space vehicle mockup facility

Nasa space vehicle mockup facility

Nasa space vehicle mockup facility

The new Orion spacecraft being developed

The new Orion spacecraft being developed

Saturn V rocket

Saturn V rocket

Saturn V rocket

Saturn V rocket

Saturn V rocket capsule

Saturn V rocket capsule

Pallasite, or oriented meteorite, which inspired the shapes of Mercury, Gemini & Apollo capsules and Orion spacecraft

Pallasite, or oriented meteorite, which inspired the shapes of Mercury, Gemini & Apollo capsules and Orion spacecraft

On the way back to the hotel, we decide to walk into the sports physio building we had noticed and see whether someone can have a look at Anthony’s ankle. The verdict is that there is still some inflammation and he recommended that we either see a GP who would most likely recommend taking anti-inflammatory tablets or try the foot and joint specialist upstairs. Up we go but unfortunately, it is Friday afternoon and the waiting room has a dozen people. We’ll try again in Denver where we’ll be spending more time.

We get back in time for a quick shower before Deborah and Larry pick us up for another lovely evening and delicious home cooked dinner: we had never eaten halibut cheeks before and they were delicious!! Halibut cheeks have an unusual texture, a bit like stingray, although stingray is finer.

The next morning, we wake up to a very dark, windy and wet day.

We are leaving Clear Lake, Houston today, sometime...

We are leaving Clear Lake, Houston today, sometime…


We have breakfast with Deborah and her daughter Emily. We learn a bit more about American culture and laws. Emily is a lawyer and works with an insurance company providing legal advice and representation on 2nd amendment rights (the right to bear arms). Basically, people who own guns can take out an insurance policy against their mishandling their guns!! For example, someone may have just fired their gun in a certain situation in their home against someone, or they may have walked into a building that prohibits carrying a weapon while carrying a concealed weapon or someone with a concealed weapon carry permit may have accidentally exposed their weapon. Taking out such insurance means they can call this insurance hotline and get immediate advice and potentially legal representation under this insurance. While we’re chatting over breakfast, Emily’s phone goes off. “….. What is your emergency?” says Emily as she leaves the table… The thought of people around us in the breakfast area potentially carrying weapons suddenly churns my stomach.

We had planned on catching up with our friend Ginger at lunchtime and moving hotels to the north side so that we could have dinner with Jennifer and Nicole, but this message changes our plans:

We are not leaving Houston today now!

We are not leaving Houston today now!

We decide to stay put. And hopefully reschedule our catchups to tomorrow. This gives us another day for photo upload, hand washing etc. and shopping!! I have nicer shoes now but it still baffles (and bugs) me that I could have lost a pair of shoes here. Very disappointing…

We wake up Sunday morning to a beautiful bright blue sky. It is not long before the storm clouds build up again though. We check the radar and pick our departure time carefully to slip between various forecast storms.

Leaving Clear Lake, the skies are clear for now...

Leaving Clear Lake, the skies are clear for now…

We catch up with Jennifer and Noah on the north side of Houston for coffee and luckily, Anthony keeps a watchful on the sky. Suddenly, it is time to leave before the next band of showers reaches us.

With Jennifer and Noah, Houston

With Jennifer and Noah, Houston

Heading out of Woodlands, Texas, leaving one lot of storms behind us

Heading out of Woodlands, Texas, leaving one lot of storms behind us

Heading north out of Woodlands, Houston

Heading north out of Woodlands, Houston

It’s been a very unusual trip to Houston for me – not filled with the usual art show activities and missing many of our friends who were out of town during our visit – Debra, Mario, Candace, Jimmy, Nicole, Ginger, Amy, you will just have to come and visit us in Australia. But it was lovely to catch up with those who didn’t escape in time for the 2slowspeeds’ visit!!!

Off we head to Fort Worth next. We spend the day unbelievably successfully dodging storm showers! This is a big state in a big country with big clouds!!

Statue of Sam Houston on I-45, Huntsville, Texas

Statue of Sam Houston on I-45, Huntsville, Texas


Big clouds in Texas

Big clouds in Texas

Confidence is still high we will avoid the rain

Confidence is still high we will avoid the rain

Grain silo in Saginaw, Texas

Grain silo in Saginaw, Texas

We arrive at Bob and Pam’s outside Fort Worth. What started as us visiting a business associate of Anthony’s ended up as us leaving good friends by the time we left. What a wonderful welcome!! And a stunning home. We spent 3 fantastic days with Pam and Bob, discovering Fort Worth’s historic centre, city centre, a few museums and generally chatting for several hours over numerous meals. We gave their washing machine a good workout too. It was particularly interesting learning more about the current political and social climate, the various candidates for next year’s election, certain US policies etc. We appreciate their openness in sharing their views with us which helps us better understand this country.

Leddy's boot store, Fort Worth

Leddy’s boot store, Fort Worth

Leddy's boot store, Fort Worth

Leddy’s boot store, Fort Worth

Leddy's boots, Fort Worth

Leddy’s boots, Fort Worth

Fort Worth

Fort Worth

Fort Worth

Fort Worth

Long horn

Long horn

Fort Worth long horns, Texas

Fort Worth long horns, Texas


Downtown Fort Worth

Downtown Fort Worth

Kids having fun in downtown Fort Worth

Kids having fun in downtown Fort Worth

With Bob and Pam outside the Fort Worth theatre

With Bob and Pam outside the Fort Worth theatre

We were originally going to spend 2 days with them, but this made us decide to spend another day:

We are not leaving Fort Worth today now

We are not leaving Fort Worth today now


Glad we decided to stay put in Fort Worth today

Glad we decided to stay put in Fort Worth today

The tropical storm that hit Houston was making its way to us and Fort Worth ended up right in the eye of the storm. What better place to sit out this storm – thank you Pam and Bob.

Glad and grateful we waited out Tropical Storm Bill at Pam and Bob's

Glad and grateful we waited out Tropical Storm Bill at Pam and Bob’s

We leave Fort Worth this morning with clear blue skies.

– Anne