It was 1979. Barb and I bought a new GL-1000 Gold Wing. My wife, our daughter, a friend and his 1978 Gold Wing and we rode those machines like we’d stole them–6600 miles in two weeks with two up.
Then we went east across the southwest, then north before we reached Denver and followed US 50 westbound. Upon reaching Monarch Pass we paused for a photo.
Then we continued west to Interstate 80, crossed Donner Pass and visited Rough and Ready, California where Barb and I lived our first year of marriage — 1962 — and where Evie was born.
Our final morning, Sunday, we mounted up and traveled 850 miles, two up, because we had to be at work the following morning.
The temperature was 117 the afternoon that we reached Las Vegas.