The ride, not me.
Sunday was a rainy day and no ride. Drove … crapy software ate my effort. Shower at RV place outside Cottonwood, back to Sedona for wash. Out @ desert. Weather cleared as day progressed. Did get a rain squall soaking. In bed when i heard scratching coming from front of van, near as I could tell it was outside the firewall. Got dressed & put on the headlamp and opened the hood. An animal was making a nest on top of engine. Animal was sized like a rat as it jumped out. Discarded the cedar chewing and a piece of insulation. Last of the intruder.
Called Jeff Sunday night to get his ride schedule: meet 9:00AM @ Schnebly rd. I weas there and he was late. I was all but reaching for my phone to call when it rang. It was Jeff: where am I? They drove right by me uphill to the trailhead parking lot.
Today it is Hangover, the 3rd of the H’s: Highline, Hogs, & Hangover. Trails were a bit wet and the slick rock was not always it’s most traction grapping. 8 mile loop, 1 hr 22 mins, 1700 vert. But the devil is in the trail routing & construction. I walked a bit of it. Maybe 18″ wide trail tucked right under vertical wall of sandstone, blind corners snaking under protruding overhangs: 26″ wide bars bouncing off inside rock and steered back by tree on outside edge stopping a fall off the cliff. Then there was the rollover switchback, knife crack line on the slickrock. Over my head which wasn’t really committed today. Wanted to ride in my brain but not in my heart. I slipped & fell walking the hero drop in from the saddle, butt & left forearm.
Cut ride plan short. Called Redrock precision motors to see if they could do the wiring on my van today. Bingo! yes they can. Took some understanding of what i wanted and how to make it happen. My stereo is now connected to the camper batteries away from rig battery. I can now listen to XM and know that the engine has juice to start.