Now this was one that I was excited about, for two reasons. One, it was the first West 38 Moto class since last year for me. Second, I had one of my most favorite persons finally coming over to visit me in NM!!!! TMC aka Mike he was also bringing Kristy with him, which is a huge bonus in my book.
Mike and Kristy arrived on Friday early evening, so that gave us time to hit a mexican food joint. My one hard fast rule is that I won’t eat mexican when I’m traveling. So after years, of my visiting with Mike and saying I don’t care where we eat as long as it isn’t mexican. We he finally got to eat mexican food with me. lol. We hit Maria’s one of my favorite new mexican food spots. I talked Jim into joining us. I knew that Kristy wanted to see some of Santa Fe, but by the time we wrapped up dinner it was too late to do much. Mike was beat, from driving that beast of a van all day. So we headed back to the house. Besides, they had class in the morning. So did I but I wasn’t going to be working that hard. I got to just stand around. lol. I wish it was that easy sometimes.
In the morning we had to get moving a bit earlier. They needed gas for the bikes in the van and I needed to show them the way there. Takes some of the fun out of the ride, waiting for a cage, but I got over it.
Once at the mine gate, when everyone was present we headed up to the main building. The first day is basics just like most training classes. Since Mike and Kristy were on cheater bikes. Small dirt bikes and not adventure bikes, we came up with other things for them to work on in addition to what everyone else was doing. I don’t think we tortured Mike nearly enough.
The days went super smooth. That should have let me know that the next day wasn’t going to as nice… You know that’s how these things work. I was on my way back to the house, those two were going to stop off at Walmart for a few items. On my way, I passed a dude walking next to his pedal bike. I realized as I passed that I knew him. It was Luis. I did a u turn and went back to find out why he was walking. Turns out he had a flat tire. He was going to walk it back to his car about 8 miles up the road. Being the great friend that I am. I tried to Mike to see if they could give him a ride in the van. Then I thought about putting my Mosko bags to the test…. We undid the bag on the right side, put the bike in the bag and refastened. Luis hopped in the passenger seat. He held onto the bike, to keep it from moving. I rode with the bike and him to his car. It worked like a charm. Right turns were a bit tricky with the bike keeping me from using much lean angle.
After that he joined us for dinner at the house. Mike and Kristy crashed early, even though Kristy wanted to exploring. Mike was tired so he fed her a large amount of wine with dinner so she would go to sleep instead… at times, he’s a bit sneaky like that.
The training on the second day was a bit more interesting. Had a student who caught his leg on the foot peg of the bike when dropped the bike. Matt and I had to take him and his bike down to Cedar Crest. So I missed some of the afternoon training. I did get there for hill recovery. One of the fun ones.
After class was over Mike, Kristy and I went exploring in Madrid. After that we went for pizza down on the plaza. The sunsets here never disappoint.
