Day 12. Mile 2310. Holbook, nm

I have been seeing these dinosaur statues on the side of the road. They
excite the kid in me, which is their intention, I think. A few miles
from here is the dinosaur park. I want to visit it, but that is for
another day. I've got eight hours till sunset and I want to make sure
I'm in 'nix before then. I'm not quite sure when I started keeping a
time frame. That was not my intention when I started out, but then I
began to race things: the sunset, the dying regulator rectifier, and the
afternoon heat. I'm beginning to think that I can never completely
dissociate myself from time and from burdens. Ill come back to that
dinosaur park, and to the petrified wood. I owe it to the inner child
and such.

I'm on the intersection of route 66 and 77. I'm a bit sad to be leaving
the road which has give me succor through almost seven states, but its
time. Certainly, ill return to it to finish the trip to los angeles, but
that is for another day. Right now I'm off to new roads and new sights.

The afternoon heat is starting to yawn. I'm happy for my camelback, but
hope I can manage to escape heat fatigue.

in all of my travels these past few days, I've only passed by one crotch
rocket. I met the second just now. My interceptor is one of the most
comfortable bikes I've ever ridden and its a crotch rocket. I wonder why
there aren't more travelling with me.

I'm done with my water. Gas and go. See you wherever.
~ I write with your life and my own ~