It all starts in Vegas, lending this journey the working title Strip-to-Chip. Leaving the Las Vegas Palazzo hotel’s perpetual twilight, confusing corridors and noisy, desperate casino brings us into 100-degree heat and rain. The big metallic-asphalt Victory slithers over roads wet for the first time in months. Manny Pandya, Victory’s PR savant, has laid out a circuitous, 1700-mile route that celebrates the twisting road, eschews the interstate, and promises a good time for our small group. Our first day’s ride is spent playing hopscotch with thunderstorms and scorching sun.