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Monday, March 07, 2011
 Rod and I woke-up hungry in Flagstaff, Arizona. The morning sun hung low in the sky and the air was crisp. With very little money in our pockets we made our way to the local grocery store and bought what any adolescent would buy to sustain them for the next 500 miles or so - a hostess cupcake pack and a 4oz carton of milk to split between us. After eating our ‘nutritious’ breakfast, we got on the bike and headed East on route 40 toward Vega,Texas.
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