Finally, a friend and I went on a Harley motorcycle ride to Phoenix yesterday. It's been a long, rainy and cold winter and the time was perfect to say, "Screw it, let's ride!" The weather was almost perfect...bright sun, clear, blue sky's and just a tad of cold, but tolerable wind.
We headed south on Interstate 17 from Sedona, Arizona with giant smiles and light hearts. With each mile behind us, tension, stress and worries vanished. I could imagine we were riding in Colorado, because all the mountain tops were covered in snow. A rarity for the high desert.
We stopped at Sunset Point rest stop and marveled at the vast vista before us that marked our path to the Valley of the Sun. We reached Buddy Stubbs Harley-Davidson just in time for a free lunch of scrumptious hot dogs, chili and chips. Man, they tasted good!
After drooling on all the new motorcycles, we saddled up and headed back up the mountain to our northern Arizona homes fantasizing about the August trip we would make to the high country of Colorado. Yesterday was just a precursor to some serious riding. Spring has sprung and life is good...