This is the place that I got a tank of bad fuel that contained either
trash or water.
Stranded 30 miles from Tucumcari, New Mexico. The bike just died
on me.. after starting and letting it spit and
sputter for over an hour or two and even to the point of calling a tow
truck.... It was so hot, I can't believe
I had the presence of mind to take pictures.
This impending storm made me start it up one more time and it stayed
cranked. I rode on in to Tucumcari and refueled,
canceled the tow and didn't look back. Ironically, I gave away my
Camelback to the hotel clerk in Gallup
for keeping an eye on my bike. I sure could have used it here!