Another night in a stuffy motel room. Fell asleep watching Law & Order. Ate hotel provided bfast.
Loading stuff back in van, saw woman smoking a cigarette leaning on a car w/ WA plates, enough for me to strike up a conversation, or an opening line. We sort of compared here w/ there. She said she can’t stand the red rock as it seems to take energy out of her. Fitting as she smoked. She wanted her husband to visit w/ me and set off to find him. She returned w/ him and he asked his questions. He is not a rider, couldn’t understand my excitement of Sedona’s rocks.
Drove to Discount Tire to buy a set of new tires. The fronts are just about @ wear indicator. Installed them. They are not convinced of benefits of N2. The rear tires that were last on the front had more tread and were moved to the front. New tires are same make & model except these are more snow tire than the A/S that are now on the front. Drove onto 3 lane freeway and the fun started: the van was going which ever way the last gripping tire had direction. And it was very windy. Maybe it was like steering a kayak on a following sea. At the first exit I pulled off to park to check tire pressure. Fronts were 70, not ordered 60. Decided to give new tires some more miles to wear them in, and the front tires to settle down. And it was windy. The 89 miles to Sedona broke the tires in a bit.
Visited @ B & B then drove back to Beaverhead flats. Stopped on 179 and walked upstream for several pics of Dry Beaver creek that was a class 3 kayak creek. Fed by snow melt. Back late Dec the creek bed was parched dry.
Parked @ favorite spot sheltered by several junipers. The wind was gusting into the van side which rocked me.
Scattered rain showers per forecast. Put cover over bikes b4 rain fell.
Chest still painful, will like it if it rains tomorrow to justify another day of recovery.