We stopped for gas in San Diego and while we were inside a couple of rough looking Harley riders rode up to get gas as well. There was a bit of tension between the riders of Japanese bikes vs. the American brand, so we were a bit nervous. We were hesitant to head out to our bikes, which were now under some intense scrutiny from the bikers. Not to worry, they greeted us and were inquisitive about John's shaft-driven bike.
We entered Arizona crossing the Colorado River in Yuma.
We had several more hours of very hot riding to reach Cal's parents' home in Paradise Vally, AZ (Phoenix).
We spent an extra day in Paradise Valley.
An odd picture of the Grand Canyon and John's head just making it into the picture.
At the end of the day we camped at the South Rim.
This is a picture of a petrified log - and a woman in uniform.
Vibrant colors of the earth make the desert look painted.
