Its time to head home. I head north and see a few wrecks on the way. On a long straight away, I saw a large explosion of dust fill the air about a half a mile ahead and by the time I got to the truck, some good Samaritans had already removed the driver and headed out for the hospital.
An uneventful ride to the border, checked out and headed north. I thought the check out went much too easy, so I turned around, went back across the border to make sure my motorcycle was checked out. Turns out when they scanned my papers at a little check point it took care of the whole thing. Back across the border and heading north again. I guess I really didnít want to leave after all.
Made it to Benson, AZ after spending a few hours cruising Tucson for old times sake.