There isn't even a small, cozy coffee/tea place where I would have spent time over the past couple of days. So I wandered the side streets through some neighborhoods which had nothing redeeming either. I came upon a trail that wound around under a bridge over Main Street so took that for a while. The trail was alongside a creek.
Trail winds under Main Street |
A bridge and small waterfall on the trail |
I liked the name of this campground |
Campground was for tents and you had to park at the entrance and haul your gear |
Dan (broken foot) put finishing touches on my bike |
Brent made sure that Gary did the job just right |
Passed by this Adobe Abode on the route |
A very narrow structure built into the side of the mountain |
Some petroglyphs |
The only fall color here is golden yellow |
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