Photo Essay: Tucson Week Three
It’s hard to believe it’s been three weeks.
To be completely honest, I haven’t missed a thing (I kind of expected to by now).
Not even the cats. (Thomas, cover Uci’s ears.)
We got weather last week. A proper desert storm with rattling windows and torrential downpour and a snow level dropping to less than 4,000 feet. Miraculously, we logged 19 hours of riding and hardly encountered a raindrop. Lucky, I guess.
The storm brought angry, brooding clouds and ominous light. Snow on the peaks surrounding the valley. Crushing headwinds that made me want to quit the bike.
There are words on the way, I’m sure. But photos first.
If you’re a Facebook friend then this collection of images is old news, but I thought it might be nice to have them all in one place. All images are from my iPhone. Most are treated with CameraBag’s Helga filter.
My name is not June.
Lunch break on Lemmon.
Curious white horses.
My bread and butter route. With scary clouds.
Love this crazy old road.
Clouds are drama queens.
My favorite wrench.
The real thing.
Crossing washes, post storm.
And, finally, more obligatory horse and donkey photos. These homeboys are my neighbors, yo.
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