We took one more quick peek into the “big hole”, saddled up the horses and headed out of town.
All the effort of yesterday’s 30-mile climb up to the canyon rim was traded in for a quick down hill to the valley floor. Off in the distance we could see snow covered mountains. Without even looking at our route we knew that was where we were going. Seems like we climb all the mountains. Why miss this set?
Again our day developed into a great day to be riding. Sun, mid 70’s low humidity and almost no traffic. What more could you want…aahhh maybe a motor…. Naaa…too easy it would take all the pain out of it.
We pulled into a gas station for some fluids. For the next 40 or 50 miles there would be no services at all. So different than the east coast where you can’t go 10 miles without finding at least “something”. From the mid-west on there are vast expanses of undeveloped land with “nothing” … and I mean nothing!
At the gas station a couple of tour buses had stopped while we were there getting supplies. It was not long before we were in a question and answer session with the people leaving the buses. It seems like everyone wants to know where we are going and where we came from.
Flagstaff is actually at a higher elevation than the canyon plateau we dropped off from in the morning. That meant after a nice downhill and ride on the valley floor it was time to end the day's climbing. We completed our 25 mile climb by 5pm and entered Flagstaff ending up on the famous Route 66! Cool!
Today we reached the 3000 mile mark of the tour. Tomorrow we will again drop to the valley floor on our way to Sedona.
4 comments:
The pictures youve been sending are awesome.Makes for a great idea for a vacation.By PLANE of course.
Boy Ken, that Rt.66 sign must have been tuff to pass by? It looked prime for a snout man!
Get the fish hooks out of you pockets and hop on a plane. You are rich now.
Snoutman is worldwide Diamond Dave don't worry
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