THE (NOT SO) GRAND CANYON
Shortly after I got this pic, I filled my water tank, and hauled ass south again, rolling down just south of Sedona, dropping 3,000 feet, and gaining 20 degrees. Found a nice spot with some sucky, multi-colored hills that look as tho they need exploring.
After I parked, I realized I was sharing my view with a neighbor. She seemed a little pissed.
She kept giving me “that look”.
The moonrise last night gave me the feeling that this was all too good to be true. I am much more excited about riding around here than I was about the Grand Canyon.