We’re off to Moab for the break.
It’s been three years since my last Moab trip, so I’m excited. It used to be a regular pilgrimage for me when I lived in Salt Lake City: an escape from the winter with its snowed over, icy trails.
Now, for some strange reason, we’re heading north to Moab where it’s ccccccuucccold.
That’s right, it’s 65 and sunny here in Tucson while the low tonight in Moab is a frosty 12.
Oh well. My entire family is going to be there as well as revered mountain bike hero S. Ahlgren. It should be interesting.
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