Maureen Kunz, Emma Worldpeace, and Tsering Alleyne: the Arizona Crew!
After our very cold day in Flagstaff, we headed off towards Sedona where the weather was supposed to be significantly wamer. The drive 
from Flag to Sedona was crazy- you drop down this ragged ravine with crazy switchbacks. We stopped at the overlook to take some pictures. While posing and reading the interpretive signs, we over-heard a bratty kid complain "It's not nearly as cool as the Grand Canyon" to his mom. Whatver kid, it's still pretty amazing!
We drove into Sedona and it was indeed a lovely day! A little chilly, but less windy, and the sun
was even shining a little bit. We ate lunch in the parking lot (yeah PBJ!) and Maureen discovered the wonders of tubeless (by janking my new WTB tires :). We then took off for a beautiful ride! Lots of fun but do-able singletrack and some exciting slick rock sections. We even ran into an entertaining OHV tour guide who was explaining the story behind this crazy sink hole in the middle of nowhere. The tour guide was dressed in a full-on cowboy suit with chaps, a brimmed hat, a 
pistol, and a western accent. I was so entertained by his get up that I missed the explanation, but I think it had something to do 
with an earthquake. And then, towards the end of our ride, it started SNOWING again! No photographic evidence, but it was pretty nuts! We cruised back to the parking lot, warmed up, and headed into town for some grub. Sedona is a beautiful, artsy high desert town with sculptures and gorgeous buildings. But it's a little bit too bourguise and touristy, as evidenced by the delicious, but expensive burritos we ate a local taqueria. $15 for a burrito is a little bit out of control, but we fully exploited the free refills on chips.
After our very cold day in Flagstaff, we headed off towards Sedona where the weather was supposed to be significantly wamer. The drive 
from Flag to Sedona was crazy- you drop down this ragged ravine with crazy switchbacks. We stopped at the overlook to take some pictures. While posing and reading the interpretive signs, we over-heard a bratty kid complain "It's not nearly as cool as the Grand Canyon" to his mom. Whatver kid, it's still pretty amazing!
We drove into Sedona and it was indeed a lovely day! A little chilly, but less windy, and the sun
was even shining a little bit. We ate lunch in the parking lot (yeah PBJ!) and Maureen discovered the wonders of tubeless (by janking my new WTB tires :). We then took off for a beautiful ride! Lots of fun but do-able singletrack and some exciting slick rock sections. We even ran into an entertaining OHV tour guide who was explaining the story behind this crazy sink hole in the middle of nowhere. The tour guide was dressed in a full-on cowboy suit with chaps, a brimmed hat, a 
pistol, and a western accent. I was so entertained by his get up that I missed the explanation, but I think it had something to do 
with an earthquake. And then, towards the end of our ride, it started SNOWING again! No photographic evidence, but it was pretty nuts! We cruised back to the parking lot, warmed up, and headed into town for some grub. Sedona is a beautiful, artsy high desert town with sculptures and gorgeous buildings. But it's a little bit too bourguise and touristy, as evidenced by the delicious, but expensive burritos we ate a local taqueria. $15 for a burrito is a little bit out of control, but we fully exploited the free refills on chips. Our initial plan was to camp in Sedona that night, but it was snowing and cold, so we drove to Fountain Hills, just outside of Phoenix where the weather report sounded more promising...
