"Guy on a Rock"

Hey, Hi

It's been a second, but I've found some internets. I want to thank Prescott Arizona's public library for the hostitallity and the ability to connect to the world. I apologize for leaving you all back in Colorado. Yup.

Since Monarch Pass. We've had some firsts and lasts. We apologize for jumping to conclusions Dominos, it was Rocky Mountain Fever, not food poisoning. Our bad. We were fortunate enough to experience first hand the sick taking care of the sick as our team in waves battled a 24 hour flu from Durango, CO to Bluff, UT to Kayenta, AZ. But now, appitites are back and Tums are packed.

We're through the Rockies, onto the the deserts. We've never been hit with rain on this whole trip so the desert was kind enough to grace us with a cool down.

I never thought I'd say rocks are beautiful, but first thoughts often change. Monument valley was incredible. The Grand Canyon, theres not much to say. There really isn't. At my first sight of it my stomach dropped, breath ceased, a realization that words are extremely ineffective, and it became crystal clear that there is not need to talk. The ride through the park along the rim was incredible. Helping others get through the last 26 miles of hilly national park roads by picturing myself as them with an overgrown beard and a big sock to pass energy on made it an extremely enjoyable ride.

Commonplaces of the Canyon and surrounding camp area:

-the word "rim"

-RV America (the best way to travel the US)

-a supermarket general store- the only way to rough it is to buy overpriced dried fruit from a flourescently lit super store

-"I'm not from this country"

-french tents, and eastern mini-vans

-"If your going to buy more than one of those beers from our coolers, I will scan the same one to save at least 2 seconds."

Thats that

One week until we drip Pacific blue and dip our toes into west coast sand. One more mountain range.

Cheers,

Pat