Suiting up west of Wickenburg, Arizona.
Geared up and heading for the road.
"Selfie, on the road again. Straight as an arrow, a roadbed across an old dry lake bed. Nary a turn for forty miles."
"There goes Sarah, see you in forty miles." ~ Bruce
"Leaving Bruce, once again. I putter down the road driving not much faster then Bruce is biking. I enjoy the peace of the open road with lots of time to enjoy the landscape." ~ Sarah
This unfolds....
Aguila "No way, Jose."
Wenden "Close, but no cigar."
Salome "Sun is setting, doesn't look good, I want a hotel now."
Quartzite, no hotels.
Across the Chocolate Mountains to Blythe California, The Quality Inn at nine PM
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