The End Continues
May 3rd, Phoenix
John and I through a series of cars and trucks have moved to our wonderful lake front home. A complicated, involved, convoluted connection.
First we cycled to Bisbee, AZ and stayed in a nice 3 bedroom, 3 bath home in the Warren district. More on Bisbee later. Upon arrival our hostess, Kim informed us that our scheduled and arranged with difficultly, transportation option had changed. Gordy, a tourist trolley driver in Tucson had agreed to pick us up in Bisbee and drive us to Tucson. Kim and her husband Ken would take us to Tucson instead. Confused yet?
Gordy had arranged our stay with Kim at her Airb&b for a total of $50.00. We each an on suite bath, a split unit a/c, a great massage chair in the living room provided wonderful relief from the big climbing that riding to Bisbee entailed. A fantastic stay but on with the story.
Our now goal was to retrieve John’s truck from John Burt’s driveway. Our original plan had been to ride a big loop from Phoenix through Tucson, then to Tombstone, ending the south bound portion in Bisbee. >From Bisbee we would head a little east and then turn north toward Miami, Globe and back to Apache Junction to Phoenix. After the difficult ride south we decided to just find our way back to Phoenix and Lake Pleasant.
So, a tour of Bisbee with a wonderful 19 year old in a golf cart. Facillcia, a recent graduate of Bisbee high provided an excellent introduction to this old copper mining town. Bisbee is a town built in a very steep valley. The streets climb away from Tombstone Canyon at a very severe angle providing road edge drops offs that maintain your attention when rounding curves on their 1 ½ lanes. The open sided golf cart provides little reassurance against a good rolling return to the center of town. At the end of the tour a sarsaparilla was not sufficient to calm our nerves. Something a little stronger was required.
Ken and I worked on an old rusted receiver hitch bike rack trying to get in a condition that would provide the bicycles security for the trip to Tucson. By the way, that is pronounced Toosoan. Removing the rusted bolts, lubricating the pivot points and cleaning the contract places, the rack became usable again after many years of loneliness sitting in the barn.
At 8am we departed to retrieve the rental car from the Tucson airport. By 1pm we were loading the bikes on John’s truck and were headed to 3 nights at Lake Pleasant. Not an easy couple of days, but interesting. We met several very good people, saw a lot of western history and learned a little more of how touring can provide its own challenges.
John left today to return home and I moved in with John Burt to await my flight. Maybe a local ride or 2 with John B.