AM Flight

We hopped the Eagle for a flight up the mountain.

We never tire of this ride for three reasons:  the scenic view which always changes with the light,

saguaros, which only grow on the mountain in this area, and the switchback curvy ride itself.

Our turnaround point was the Ranch House, a favorite stop for bike riders.  Little had changed in the three years since we were here last.

The witch was just about done for,

but this guy was still crankin’.

You’d be happy if this is what you looked at all day.

Inside we amused ourselves people watching and reading the signs:

After Duane finished his biscuits and sausage gravy and I downed my steak sandwich (really—a 6oz steak between two pieces of Texas toast!), we headed back down the hill.  Every time we pass the parking lot for the Granite Mountain Hotshots Memorial State Park, we say we are going to make that hike one of these days.  Not today, though—too hot.

The valley was hazy today but we could still see Congress spread out on the right, and North Ranch (Escapees RV Park and privately owned lots) on the left.

Back in the valley we headed for Congress, turned left and went home.

Wonder what tomorrow will bring?

Louise and Duane