Hippie shacks. Stucco. Dry air. Bright sunshine. Expensive, tiny, under-stocked grocers. Tumbleweed. White faced steer. Cloud-shadows on the mountains. Open sky. Snakes in the grass. Chihuahuas, why do you ALL love to chase us? Retro painted-lettering, lights, agave-lined-drives. Hot skin. Thorns. Flat tires. Broken kick-stand. Cowboy hats galore. Peanut shells on the saloon floor. Tarantulas. Ooops, I ran over a Horned Lizard. And a dead rat. And almost, a Copperhead! Skinks with their blue bellies. A friendly chat. Some good advice. Breakfast with a new friend. Coffee and a cookie. $2/day beer budget. Cruising at 26mph today, with a tailwind. A squished PB + J sandwich.
