....finally rode out of Tuba City yesterday...the girls looked like they were almost sorry to see me leave....haha...rode into Grand Canyon and stopped over at a half-dozen overlooks....too many people ....should've gone to the north rim. Yeah, yeah coulda-woulda-shoulda. Still, if one tried hard enough (and kept the earplugs inserted), it was possible to spend a peaceful moment with mother nature. I stop by the post office to mail home some goodies, the chatter of the morning is the tornado action from yesterday. Grabbed a quick lunch at the grocery store and head west. Stopped by the aviation museum at the GC Valle airport, a little treat in the middle of nowhere and received a tour McArthur's Connie....nice! That's the galley to the left....
The steed is running well, sustained 90mph have not seemed to brought back the dreaded run-skip malady. Keep your fingers crossed. I pass a Porsche ferrying trailer on the way inbound, must remember to stop by the speedway..
VEGAS baby!
Pho @ Saigon 81, my old place is gone but there seems to be a sizable Chinatown around Spring Mountain Road. It is nice to leave dinner decisions to your olfactory senses. :)
Chatted with a CBR riding, veteran lass from Baton Rouge; add lemons and oranges to your boil also, a skewered can of corn works well too. Thanks Andy!
Laundry this morning, must not forget to stop by the storage building........
Friday, October 8, 2010
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