Mads my old friend from Denmark, now living in LA pulled into the parking lot where we'd planned to meet around 3 p.m.. We were on the road toward his uncle and aunt shortly after. Bike fitting like a glove in the back of the hybrid Honda. Stopped in Kayenta for a short break before continuing. A black metal navajo band was getting ready to play a show at the local culture center. It was soon dark at we had a ways to go.
Made it to Mexican Hat, where, after viewing all the local motels found one where the room was a tepee. yes. Two six packs of ale and there was a lot of talking and catching up to do. Way past my normal camp-side bedtime before I closed my eyes.
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