Long before the sun had rised up, I woke up with the roaring sound of a couple of cars near my tent. I did not want to believie it but raindrops where also poking my tent telling me it was time to pack and run as the soil in The Bend in the Road gets very muddy when it rains. After sharing some coffee and cigarettes with the owner of a typical pick up at the Sinclair gas station while we were listening to the weather forecast in his radio I decided that it was time to move on and farewell to Bonneville speedway. I headed for Delta, to the car show, with a black storm over Wendover just behind me but the first sun rays ol light began to show in the west horizon. It was time to ride.