 Sleep can be such a harbinger of peace. I awoke in the early dawn of summer to cool conditions in the shaded valley of Coyote Canyon. It was 5:30 am, and I had slept hard all night. But I knew today was forecast to be in the upper 90s again and I wanted to get going before the scorch line of light lit up the place. I packed quietly enough, but Roland awoke as soon as he heard me head down to the pit toilets. He was out with his camera by the time I got back. I ate breakfast at the picnic table with him, quietly talking about the surroundings, and then looking out at the beauty. The sun breached rock walls - it was time to go. I walked my bike down to the Arizona National Scenic Trail sign where Roland and I took a series of portraits. They featured both him and myself standing with the bike. He gave me his card with personal contact information and asked me to reach out when I was done with the trip. I expressed my gratitude in return...(Continue Reading)
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