Out Like a Lamb
By the weekend, we were driving north again and decided to stop for a bike ride on the Arizona Trail north of Oracle. It was a warm 85 degree day, but we felt prepared for the 30 mile ride.
I rode all of 4 miles before I knew that my butt was completely kicked. This remote stretch of the Arizona Trail is full of steep rocky switchbacks and sandy washes that sap speed and strength. Humbled, I climbed back up to Frank and gladly gulped down some ice cold water.
Tim made it a mile further than I did before a flat tire and the hot rocky hillsides got to him too. We were glad for showers that night.
The next day we decided it was time to rest. On our way to see Ann and Scott, we pulled over to Casa Grande National Monument for some sightseeing. We stayed for a fascinating tour of the ruins and Tim took these amazing images. It wasn’t until we posted them here that we noticed the many faces in the rocks…
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