I started my mission to transplant my Honda ST1100 to the warm climate of Mesa Arizona for the winter with intentions of being able to fly in whenever the seasonal affective disorder (SAD) hit me.
On Nov. 4th, I left home in 37 degree temperature heading to Liberal Kansas. As you might expect, the road to Liberal is quite flat, straight and boring. On the 2nd day I rode into Albuquerque where I was able to meet up with Roger, aka Burque73 on the forum. We had about a 2 hr. visit and then I went to the hotel for the night.
The following day, I was planning on riding to Socorro and then take US 60 over the mountains and stop in Pie Town to sample some pie. As I was riding south, I could see the clouds over the mountains and it was raining so I decided to continue south as I wanted to avoid as much of the rain as possible.
The road took me to Truth or Consequences where I picked up some state highway towards Lordsburg. I stopped in Lordsburg and fueled up the Honda then parked the bike and went inside to have lunch. As I was finishing up, I reached for my wallet to leave a tip and my wallet was gone. You know that hollow feeling you get in the pit of your stomach when something like that happens? Well so did I. I quickly went to the cashier and left my jacket with her and told her I would be right back then I checked all over and around the bike but no wallet. I asked the clerk inside if anyone had turned in a lost wallet but I knew the answer before hearing it. No such luck.
My next move was to go to the police dept. and file a report of lost wallet so I would have some sort of proof that I had just lost it in the event I got pulled over for any reason.
As I was heading towards Tucson a couple of hours after losing the wallet, I received a call from my wife telling me someone had found the missing wallet. I carry a card with my emergency contact info on it just for this reason. Anyway, I called the person who had called my wife and she agreed to send it to my sister's house with my name on the package.
To make a long story short, 9 days passed without any wallet in the mail. Come to find out the post office didn't deliver the package due to insufficient postage. I had to pay the due postage and then I had my wallet.
As luck would have it, the only thing missing was the cash I was carrying and I had already cancelled the credit cards so no fraud was committed. I was trying to line up transportation back home but without a driver's license, it wasn't going to happen. I got the wallet back but the only thing I could do that made sense was to rent a car for my return trip home.
The car rental option worked out well as I was able to go from Mesa to Frederick, Co. where my daughter lives so I got to spend some time with her and my two granddaughters before coming on home.
Sorry for making this so long, and to those of you who read it all, thank you. I will have some pics to post shortly.
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