For most of the day, I was just droning along the highway. Well, more like flying down the highway. Unfortunately, Mr. Nice Policeman noticed my speed and stopped to chat. He told me I was doing 90 in a 75. Phew, I thought I was doing a lot faster. I actually slowed down to speed limit because I wanted to take the exit but there was a car in front of me who I wanted to overtake and that’s when I accelerated to 90. He’s a rider himself so he reduced my ticket from 15 over to 5 over. It’s still a $119 ticket though.
I eventually made it to the Salt Flats but it didn’t look like the Salt Flats. It looked more like a Salt Lake. For as far as you could see, the Salt Flats was filled with water. I was really looking forward to riding on the salt but I guess that wasn’t happening today. At least it looked nice.





After hanging out at the Salt Flats, I headed to Salt Lake City where I met up with Capital_E from advrider who was taking me in for the night. I settled in, and called it a night.
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