69 km/43 mi
The day started in a desert dreamland: I left the campsite and headed to the village of Estrella, not even on the maps yet it is so new. It's a sort of purpose-built cookie cutter city, premade with golf course, fast food joints and familiar grocery, in the hills far enough away from the angst and trouble of Phoenix.
101 km/63 mi
I found out early Saturday that my friend Carrie's parents had moved to Mesa, not far from Fountain Hills, just the month before! She set me up with them, and I headed the twelve miles to their house.
101 km/63 mi
I found out early Saturday that my friend Carrie's parents had moved to Mesa, not far from Fountain Hills, just the month before! She set me up with them, and I headed the twelve miles to their house.
101 km/63 mi
The day started with rain, then some freak hail. Finally got a chance to try my rain gear: worked pretty well.
101 km/63 mi
The day started with rain, then some freak hail. Finally got a chance to try my rain gear: worked pretty well.