Scratch #5 Off the List
Places I've never been but would like to visit (not an exhaustive list)
3) South America
5) Arizona Canal east of Pima Road
3) South America
Memorial Day Monday I rode Bip on a 35 mile round-trip along the Arizona Canal to the east, beyond Pima Road. It's more open out there, semi-rural, Salt River Pima-Maricopa Indian Community land, where they still grow cotton and veggies and whatnot, although less and less these days as they find ways to lend, lease, rent or otherwise populate the land with freeways, casinos, resorts, commercial developments, and Major League Baseball training facilities.
Irrigating Land, Four Peaks in the Background
It was above 90F today, and single-digit humidity with light winds. Which still feels pretty comfortable to ride in, but will dry you out like crazy. I drank about 75 ounces of water, and still lost five pounds of water weight. I was caked in my own salt when I got home. One of my cats figured I was a salt-lick. Yuck. I didn't quite make it out to Granite Reef dam, though. The sandpit-like surface of the canal was tiring me out, and I was starting to feel the heat. Although a bandanna dipped in the canal and slung around my neck was like a cowboy air conditioner. (Note to self: take a water filter or something similar next time, for unlimited nearby water supply, just in case).
Salt River Landfill
There's a big pit out there called "Salt River Landfill" which was swallowing truck after truck full of garbage. A photograph doesn't really capture how massive a hole it is. You can check it out here, to get a better idea. It's a really big pit.
Some Cormorants Along the Canal
Also Some Egrets
About halfway back on the return trip, I got a big goathead thorn stuck in my rear tire. Nasty bastard. I pulled it out, and it was Slime tube to the rescue. Final score: Slime tube 1, goathead thorn 0. Slime tube got an assist from the Crank Bros mini-pump. I rode home with lower pressure in the back than I usually run, and I kind of liked the extra squish, except for the mushiness in cornering. The tire made it all the way home easily. When I took it apart, though, there was green slime everywhere inside the tire. It gives "going green" a whole new meaning.
After all that water-weight loss, recovery is pretty important I think. I took it easy for a couple of hours, downed water, carbs, protein, salty chips, pickles, etc. Also, I hope the guy who took a spill near the AZC MUP bridge along Pima is OK. He said he was. The thing is, when you come upon a guy laying on the ground with his bike, and he says he's OK, don't worry about it, should you take his word for it? Maybe he was just having cramps and needed a pickle. Get up. Go ride.