We rode through a forest of fire-blackened trees to reach the ruins
And went to Arizona. As you can see, Ryan has just done something totally hilarious.
Rosalita got her handle bars did
We've had very little luck with cell phone service or public computer access on The Navajo Reservation. The owner of the movie theater where we slept last night. Gordon, has been kind enough to let us use his computer for a quick update. Our recent daily mileage:2 miles from Durango to the outskirts of Durango, where we were cut off suddenly by another thunder storm and forced to take shelter under the awning of a shack behind a gas station; 35 miles to Mesa Verde National Park, where we met three awesome girls (also touring cyclists) who helped us get in on their parks pass and shared their campsite with us; 30 miles to The Ute Mountain Tribal Park Visitors' Center (plus 35 miles within Mesa Verde), another thunder storm cut us short; 97 miles to Kayenta, AZ, where we slept in the theater. Thanks, Gordon!
This old fella finally kicked the bucket. Made it all the way from New Haven to Kayenta
Replaced this once-flat Continental. Must have been a pinch flat because the tire still looks strong. Call him Lazarus.
Welcome to the desert, son
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