got a drift now to do the wild horses...I left NY on April 29 at 1AM to miss traffic..it was rain and light rain..I didn't care, had to get west of Mississippi ASAP..had to head south to scoot under Great Lakes where rain was comming down from Canada..I couldn't stop to see "bell" because of this..I pass where the rain was dumping then head across Nebraska on a tip to try Hy 92..I hit Wyoming and take a deep breath..I'm in the middle of God's country and need a new plan..still drizzle and freezing but I don't give a$hit..my liquid breakfast drink was freezing on the campground table..Snow in N. Wyoming and Montana, can't go there..Rain in Washington and Oregun, can't go there..Lets go south to seek wild horses..Knew that biggest population was in Nevada..A New Yorker looking for wid horses , are you kidding!!..get some tips at gas stops and told where they might be..the forest ranger/BLM shows me a wild horse in a corral, big deal..he expected me to pull out my camera..It's May 6 and 3,419 miles since the start of this ride..The 911 is running great and the new S-03 are just broken in and I'm depressed..I head out to explore more area and find small spots of do do about every 30 feet..good, but not great..I'm still sniffing around and see a dirt road, good enough for the 911..see nothing ..I stop at mid day on a high spot with a view and open a can of salmon on the 911 roof and still watching...
