Howdy folks. Just got back from a long trip to Tucson involving family, friends, riding, hiking, and drinking many margaritas.
To the several friendly Tucsonans who offered to show us around the trails: Sorry I didn't get in touch. Things went a little haywire for a while down there, and we bascially just rode when we could, striking out on our own for better or worse.
Let me just add that I was continually suprised how friendly and helpful all the mountain bikers, hikers, equestrians, and moto riders were that we ran into. Riding in AZ is fun.
Anyway, I brought a nasty cold home with me so I uploaded some pics in between coughs and sneezes...
Testing the suspension of a borrowed bike (it worked)
Cattle Guard on the way to the Cheva Falls High Loop
Jen rocking the rocks at the end of the loop
Checking out the falls.
Molino Basin, Mt Lemmon. Totally out of breath at this point. Surprised I could hold the camera steady.
This sign says the exact same thing on the other side. Am I supposed to not ride on this street? Or on the trail behind me that led to this sign? Hmmm...
After much internal debate, I finally mustered up the courage to ride across this wash. Of course it helped to watch another guy go first.
Some spooky guy in a spooky abandoned house at night just before the rains came
After portaging another wash, this time on the Baby Jesus trail. At least that's where we thought we were.
To the several friendly Tucsonans who offered to show us around the trails: Sorry I didn't get in touch. Things went a little haywire for a while down there, and we bascially just rode when we could, striking out on our own for better or worse.
Let me just add that I was continually suprised how friendly and helpful all the mountain bikers, hikers, equestrians, and moto riders were that we ran into. Riding in AZ is fun.
Anyway, I brought a nasty cold home with me so I uploaded some pics in between coughs and sneezes...
Testing the suspension of a borrowed bike (it worked)
Cattle Guard on the way to the Cheva Falls High Loop
Jen rocking the rocks at the end of the loop
Checking out the falls.
Molino Basin, Mt Lemmon. Totally out of breath at this point. Surprised I could hold the camera steady.
This sign says the exact same thing on the other side. Am I supposed to not ride on this street? Or on the trail behind me that led to this sign? Hmmm...
After much internal debate, I finally mustered up the courage to ride across this wash. Of course it helped to watch another guy go first.
Some spooky guy in a spooky abandoned house at night just before the rains came
After portaging another wash, this time on the Baby Jesus trail. At least that's where we thought we were.