Driving Oak Creek Canyon to Flagstaff

Today I must have been tired because I slept in until 9am! So we didn't get going anywhere until around 11. We went to get the car washed, which took a lot longer than we'd expected, but our car is clean. By then we were both hungry, so we stopped for a quick lunch. Then we drove up 89A to Flagstaff. There were signs saying "no trucks over 50 ft. in 12 miles". We'd also heard this was not the way to take our moho from Flagstaff to Sedona, so we'd opted to take I-17 instead. Once we got to that point in the road, we could see why. There were several 180 degree turns where the speed limit was 15mph, and most of that section was uphill. Click this pic to enlarge and you can see the three layers of roads we switched backed down.



Once in Flagstaff we did the "tour de grocery". We stopped at Wal-Mart where we picked up some rolling duffle bags for when we're at my dad's next week and when we go back to Michigan for Christmas. After that we went to the local Basha's for Apple Cinnamon Cheerios. I LOVE apple cinnamon cheerios and haven't been able to find them for a couple of weeks. We found some, on sale, so I loaded up with 4 boxes. After that we stopped at a local organic food store called, "New Frontiers". They had Maverick chicken thighs on sale for 99 cents a pound. After that we headed back, again along 89A because it's so scenic. We stopped at a scenic turnoff along the way and caught the above pictures.

Once we got back, Rich started working on bikes, and Snuggles was working on zip ties. I put up a picture that I call "the workers". Tonight we're going to the Sedona Wine Basket for their wine tasting. We go every time we come to Sedona. They do a great job of offering 6 wines for tasting, along with some appetizers for $10. Yum!



Ok...so we're back after a little wine tasting, followed by a little sushi. Earlier our neighbor came over to ask Rich to look at his bike because the tires were flat. They had a couple of those fold-up bikes, usually found at Camping World. Rich suggested he go up to the closest bike shop, Mountain Bike Heaven for a replacement tube & offered to change it out for him, so he jumped in his car and zoomed off. When we got back to our moho tonight, there was a bottle of wine on the step along with a note from our neighbor saying the bike shop didn't have their size bike tube, but they'd check at their next stop and thanks for the offer to help. I thought that was soooo nice! Maybe we can hire out Rich's skills at bike maintenance at campgrounds with a sign, "will work for wine." LOL!