Day 1 - Travel and Ride  “dry beaver creek” – lots of dry beaver out there 10 miles 750vert

5am pickkup at the compound and off to bradley, where we wait in many a line while Stripes like MP's gauk us.  Finally get to the gate and focker and I get selected for yet another search.  Of course the 5$ an hour security people want to know what im doing with a GPS, Spy camera, nickel metal hydride battery and a laptop with BIA drawings of the terminal infrastructure, but let us on anyway..  Too funny - the first flight couldnt take off until some numb nuts got out of the bathroom (yes it was seniore pissalot (focker))..  They even announced it over the intercom.  Flight 2 - turn the gps on and we are going like 750 mph, no doubt getting chased by F-15's, focker making bathroom runs every 20 minutes as the stewardess waits on him hand and foot.  Some good quotes upon landing "it was a pleasure to wake up with you this am" then a song about giligans island - nothing like a boating accident to ease travelers minds - then "if your stayin in phonex we have an anouncement if you traveling on I60 east .... STAY OUT OF MY WAY"..  Baggage craim, car rental, then we look for loyd taking many laps around terminal 4 (loyd is at terminal 3)  so I go into terminal 4 to ask someone and I hear "paging jon petersen" - yup we are here - so we pick up loyd (LUTC - cliff claven), and go north.

                Eats and then bike bean where I pick up my mangled bike, to dessert quail in, the race to build bikes  leaves LUTC confused..  After about 10 min. - "you guys arent riding today…  are you?" "bet your ass we are" - 1/2 build the bikes in 15 minutes - to bell rock - 10 miles, one snake, 2 focker flats.  Some pretty cool, moderate single track, lined with cactus up the ass.  Sushi for dinner where the chinese guy from happy days figures out how he can fit 3 guys in one of the 15 EMPTY tables..  After we were seated they turned everyone else away - strange..  Conversation, germ freaks – PM “I once knew a guy like that” – that makes ME look more gay for a change….   Gary lets us know that many girls in a blazer were waiving at us earlier, but he was too busy fearing for his life during the hwy 179 crossing.. 

Rating – 3.5 buckets of wolf crap covered with sesame seeds – that’s southwest sushi for the whole group.