2019 - El Diablo Run, San Felipe, Mexico, Day 2
First and only item on the agenda for today: Breakfast in Mexico! Slipped into Mexico with no problems, stopped in Mexicali.
Had some refreshments in a roadside kitchen where chicken and dog greet each other with “¡Mañana!”. Topped up the fuel tanks (no gas next 100 miles, and a Sportster tank)
Here comes the desert,
right out of central casting: mountains, rocky plains, sand, salt lakes, all connected by very long, very straight pieces of road. A class A ride, with short intermissions for gas (1) and cold beer (2).
But what’s that grinding noise from the panhead’s cases? It’s been running like clockwork, but there’s definitely a distinctive rattle. From now on, our brain power, so far used to take in the epic landscape gets reallocated to analysing the unnerving audio emanating from the machine’s entrails.
We make it to San Felipe with no problemo.
The Pan cools off in the shade, while we move closer to party operating temperatures by ingesting cold beer and hot fish tortillas. We start the cooled down Pan to check on the noise: it’s gone for the moment, so we can go into full party mode.