It was a chilly night. In the morning my new buddy Scott helped me jump start the bike. The battery was dead.
I headed for the park exit with a new priority to get to Las Vegas 50 something miles away to hunt for new electron storage.
I was realized how disappointed I would be to miss seeing the park after coming so far to get here. Just before the park exit
I changed my mind and headed back into the park. Shitty running bike be damned!
The scenic road was just that.
I had this fun stuff all to myself.
I parked at the top of a hill in case the bike needed a rolling start.
Satisfied I had seen the park, I headed west to the exit.