Backtracking
It’s summer in Tucson, but life moves on. Maybe just shifted a little earlier.
A hot race downtown, followed by a cold movie in the fox theater. I rode at Sentinel Peak after the race, and it was a cooker. I think I would have died if I tried to run 5k, but Paula won the race.
Legal singletrack in Madera Canyon. There’s not much of it, but enough to keep one occupied for a couple hours of cool, shaded riding. Just keep going out and back til you see wilderness signs.
Sweetwater…
sweet fruit…
and sweet trails…
We have bailed on summer in Tucson for the last two years. But I’m enjoying this one (thus far).
Sightings from a recent suburbo night ride with Paula: 1 giant owl, 3 frogs, one kangaroo mouse, 2 giant cockroaches, many lizards, many bunnies, one porno dvd and a homeless guy camping under a bridge. The desert is alive at night.
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