The cop that looks like he
just got out of high school comes up and asks me how fast I was going, I am not going to tell him.... having just toggling the map so he could not see
my max speed, so I said I am not sure. He asked me what the speed limit was there and I said '65 or 75'. He proceeded to tell me limit from Eagle to
DIA is 65 with some stretches of 55 and I was doing 80. He takes my info and comes back a minute later and begins lecturing me to which all I really
here is blah, blah, blah while I am thinking that he cannot be half my age which would put him just out of college. The one thing I did hear was that
when he first saw me the limit was 65 but where we are now it is 75 (so really I am only 5 mph over the limit). He then proceeds to give me a warning
and lets me go. In CO a warning is documented by the officer so I turn on the cruise control and take it easy the rest of the way knowing there is no
second warning tonight. Pretty uneventful rest of the night, a couple of rest stop power naps and make decent time. The people driving from Vegas to
LA are idiots!!! At the agricultural stop I answered the usual questionabout fruits and vegetables with no and the guy looks in my truck and asks if I
have firewood, to which I reply yes, we are going camping in Baja. He discusses this with his coworkers and I ask if he wants me to oull over to let
the other cars through to which his response was 'they can wait'! He asks if it is ok for him to grab it and put it on his table and I tell him there
is wasy more than will fit on the table, how about if I get out of the way because I would not want to be stuck in that line. They get me over to the
side and we empty 4 days worth of nice split logs from my truck. Oh well! Stop in Barstow to get CA gasoline sticker shock and an In-N-Out burger for
me and the boys and make it to Claremont about 4:30. A little last minute shopping and rest today and on to Asuncion tomorrow!
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