A cool nip in the air started the second day of the Midway Run For The Wall in Flagstaff, AZ.
Riders and passengers, volunteers and staff, all bundled up in sweatshirts and jackets, beanies and gloves, with hot coffee and breakfast burritos to to help ward off the crisp mid thirty degree temperature.
Once on the road and heading down the mountain, the air began to warm as the scenery shifted from tall pines to high desert scrub trees, and soon into the sands and hills associated most with the Arizona landscapes.
All of the riders traveling along the route and in their platoons having grown stronger in their abilities to ride in a tight RFTW pack. Everyone, both new and experienced, have noticeably advanced their skills in riding with each other, developing a trust in themselves as well as others around them, pushing their skills to their limits, getting out of their comfort zone ever so slightly and advancing their capabilities.
A slight change of plans in the schedule unfortunately prevented the parading through Winslow, AZ, but allowed for more practice time on the road.
Holbrook, AZ was our first fuel stop where the winds also began to pick up to a noticeable speed, however this did not deter anyone from the ride ahead. Just before leaving, a solemn reading of ——-‘s bio was read aloud, reminding ourselves why we ride.
Once back on the road, everyone could watch the sandy hills of Arizona transform into the red and white sandstone plateaus of New Mexico.
As if the landscape and blue skies weren’t picturesque enough, as we traveled into New Mexico, we were met with Sheriff Department deputies and given a full police escort, or as we call it “LEO” for “Law Enforcement Officers” to our next destination fuel stop in Jamestown, New Mexico.
Even though the day had grown later and the sun continued to shine hotter in the clear skies, the increasing winds kept the temperatures tolerable.
Keeping everyone hydrated was still the number one concern with the hydration trailer and team in full force providing water and Gatorade to everyone.
Safety briefings were held to discuss the next stop and potential dangers associated with the riding ‘circle tour’ around the school’s front roundabout as well as what to expect at Milan Elementary School overall, the kids and staff, their reactions from years past could only slightly prepare us for what was in store for us.
With full LEO escort we arrived at the school and was guided into the roundabout in front of the building were all the kids and staff were lined up on the curbs, dressed in matching red Tshirts, waving American flags, and chanting “USA. USA. USA” while we rode around the circle in single file, revving and honking, then exiting where we came in until all of the bikes had gone through. Through all of the excitement, both theirs and ours, you couldn’t help but get choked up or even teary eyed a little with pride.
Everyone began to shed layers off as we parked with the temps finally rising to the higher 70’s as we began to funnel inside. With everyone filling their gymnasium, plaques and certificates were exchanged, thank you’s and kind words as well as more cheering and chanting by all.
Afterwards we were treated to a home cooked meal with great hospitality, giving everyone a chance to relax and unwind a bit before getting back on the road.
As we continued our trek into New Mexico, still under LEO escort, we took our last fuel stop in Rio Puerco at the Route 66 Travel Center where we met up with the Albuquerque Police Department and their motorcade of officers that provided only what could be explained as a full presidential escort through the city to our final destination. Every exit and I ramp were blocked and the lanes cleared of all traffic as they encapsulated us with their motorcycles and guided us to Thunderbird Harley Davidson. Once there we were again presenting our gratitude and appreciation to all of the volunteers and organizations that have helped to make our trip that much better with food, drinks, escorts, and every other assistance imaginable. A special tribute with Amazing Grace played by a bagpiper filled the crowd with emotions as he marched and played the gracious melody.
The day’s adventures, lessons and experiences have brought us all closer together as a family and can only leave us wondering, what will tomorrow bring.
Written by STITCH. Photos by Kim Butler