This morning’s ride was dominated by long straight roads and terrain that reminded me of the canyon lake area outside of San Antonio. I played the guess the distance game, where at the crest of hill I would attempt to guess the distance to a landmark or other random terrain feature. It was fun and about all you could do in such featureless landscape. We knew we were in for a lot of strait roads in the beginning of the day, but were excited about the the end. From the look of the map turny goodness awaited.
We drove through a cool little town called Zuni. Zuni is also the tribe’s name. It was green and the houses were nice. We noticed that almost all of them had hand built stone ovens in their yard. Sometimes there were clusters of up to 5 of them. I don’t know if these were ovens or kilns, but I appreciated their craftsmanship. As we’ve seen in other tribal lands the people were friendly and their smiles made us feel at home.
In the last 50 miles or so of the day we struck it rich. The roads were empty and the turns numerous and high speed. We were once again near a ski resort, Sun Valley I think and above 9000 feet. It was a bit chilly at times and of course the wind was ever present. No matter though, the road was amazing so amazing. Sure we were doing almost double the speed limit, but the turns.. Oh man the turns. Big beautiful S curves and giant hairpins just kept coming. The treeless hilly terrain was awesome for visibility and was blanketed in light brown knee heigh grasses. This was a friggin perfect end to the day. Teeth cold from smiling for so long is always a good indicator.
Earlier today we saw more painted hills, these were a lot more colorful than one we’d seen before. The closest I can get you is, imaging the clouds on Jupiter and how their colors swirl. Now put that on gently rising hills and imagine green hills further in the distance. That solid green made the colorful swirls even more epic. When I saw that particular section there was nothing else in the world around me I was so fascinated.
Great day. Tomorrow promises even more.
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Sounds like a spectacular day!!!
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