from the windmills on I 10 in Calif (dont remember mile marker or nearest town ) until somewhere in Arizona I was doing my best to be just to the left of a small camper.
He knew why I was there (making myself as low as possible) and if it wasnt for the fact I was down to one full bar on the gas gauge I would have stayed next to him till the storm was over (did it ever end?) Instead there was an exit with a shell station and I rode at a similar angle into it and then on to Surprise Az.
The only good thing is you can see the storm coming Of course the words hunker down mean $hit as there is nowhere to hunker but make your butt hold onto that seat

BigBF said that my permenent amsoil air filter was generously covered in sand when he took off the tank the next day. It cleaned up nice and easy and after leaving him my mpg went way up as he did other work as well