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off to flagstaff

The road to Flagstaff winds over 70 miles first through the forest, then across the plains, and finally over a mountain or two. Despite the maps and compass, I get a little lost but it’s a very pleasant two day ride. Once the sun goes down everything freezes instantly. My drinking water is solid ice by morning and a fire is certainly no longer an unnecessary luxury.

Flagstaff is somewhere near that mountain.

Flagstaff is somewhere near that mountain.

The country is a patchwork of forestry and ranch land.

The country is a patchwork of forestry and ranch land.

Day 2: Getting closer.

Day 2: Getting closer.

Up and over the mountain.

Up and over the mountain.

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