I’ll bet that title scared the crap out of you, didn’t it? By “naked,” I don’t mean me or, even, Robbye. I mean we’re going to explore a bit of southern New Mexico without our safety blanket, the WR250X. If I hadn’t brought the WR, we would most likely have either abandoned our RV or been forced to spend a fortune on hopeless repair jobs in an attempt to escape New Mexico. The WR gave us the option of waiting out parts, searching for mechanical competence (which we found thanks to my ability to explore TorC and Elephant Butte until I stumbled on to Victor Cano-Linson AND BigVictorsAutomotive because of the WR’s competence as a street bike), and the freedom to remain tourists and explorers while our RV was not a reliable vehicle.