Gas – Utah and Back
Leaving Burns, Oregon there is a hundred and some odd mile stretch of roadway.
The road is fantastic but has one flaw. The flaw is not much selection of gasoline. According to the map, there is a junction called Burns Junction. Since it is an intersection of two connecting roads, once of which is a highway there has to be gas.
As I get closer, the motorcycle is telling me I about 40 miles left before I run out. notice the low fuel light.
No problem, I think, as the junction shouldn’t be too far away. And I was right, it wasn’t too far away, and I was right, there was a gas station. The only problem, the gas station closed down about a year ago.
There was a lady with a friendly little dog who lived in the area. She told me the closest place was a little stopping point called Rome. They were going to charge “an arm and a leg” but they were only 15 miles away. Even though it was in the wrong direction, I had to make the ride, as the other direction was 50 miles to the nearest station. Upon arriving in Rome I found the station, and with about 10 miles left to go, I put 3.8 gallons of gas into my 4.2-gallon tank.
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