Travels With Connie #35 Nogales to Bisbee

Sometimes I know exactly where I am going. In that case it’s easy, pick a route and go.

More often I have an idea where I’d like to end up, and generally speaking a direction to go.

Once in a while I just follow the front wheel and see where it takes me.

Not Connie

Sharp eyed readers will note that this is not Connie. It is my VStrom. This stretch of road is one of the better stretches on this trip, the VStrom is much better suited to this sort of road.

I rode to Nogales by a back route that took me through several wonderful small Arizona towns. When I got into Nogales I turned east just north of the Mexican border. The road was paved for about 5 miles and then just kept getting progressively worse.

Roadside Marker

When I stopped to take a picture of this unique memorial to an unknown road fatality I had a pickup stop. It was the only vehicle I was to see on this road. It was a rancher and his wife that were fairly amazed that I was riding a motorcycle through. Or that I was going through at all. They told me about three likely spots for camping on their property. Pretty cool introduction to the area.


The Road Less Traveled

I rode right past the rancher's suggestions. I wanted to have breakfast in Bisbee so I wanted to get closer. I ended up taking this side road which obviously doesn't get much traffic.


Home Sweet Home

I ended up about 1/2 mile off the 'main' road, which I thought was probably plenty, as I had only seen the single vehicle. Silly me. Just before it got dark I had a visit from a Border Patrol officer that told me I was right in a smuggler coridor. It was too late to move (stars were shining) so I opted to stay. There had to be at least 10 Border Patrol Vehicles that ran up and down the border road all night long.


Morning

It was a restless night. The amount of traffic from the Border Patrol and the smuggler warning made for a less than restful night. It's a shame, because it's a great place to camp.

This is what my campsite normally looks like. I see that I had coffee cooking and a cigar burning. Life is Good!

All that and curb side service! It doesn't take me too long to pack up, so I was on my way within half an hour of sun up.


Signs of the Times

This yield sign made me giggle. After the Border Patrol finished their day at sun up it was a LONG time until I saw another vehicle. I stopped at the sign just in case.

Next post will feature an entirely unexpected place. I hope you will come back for more of the ride.

All words and photographs in this post are mine. For better or worse

You want some real motorcycle travel? Check out Velimir. That’s some kind of motorcycle writing.

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