[Rick Lee]

I rode up to Lake Watson in Prescott yesterday. On the way home I was doing 90-100mph and was about 90 miles from home when the glass in my right side mirror flew away. I just saw a flash and figured a radar camera had gotten me, kept going. Later when I went to change lanes, I noticed the mirror was gone. What a pain the ass that was the rest of the way home with so many left lane hogs and going through the twisty parts of I-17. I've had worse happen much farther from home - like getting stranded on Coronado Island on a Sat. afternoon or running out of gas near Death Valley, 30 miles from anything. Bikes can be an adventure.