i’m at a bit of a disadvantage here, i don’t have too many photos of my own from this weekend but I know they’re out there, i just have to wait for them to show up so i can borrow them.
this, being the second trip out for SSAZ, was a highly anticipated trip. How could it not be? A mid-winter, no-kid excursion to warm and sunny Tucson is bliss. we sorta knew what to expect getting ready for the big ride, only this year it was better. Seems like more folks got in early and by early afternoon we had quite a little gathering in Deejay’s front yard as bikes were built and shit was talked.
photo credit: mike stanley
It was warm, the sun was out. I could have sat there all day probably. But looking at my gut in that picture, it’s pretty good that we finally organized for an afternoon warm up ride. About 18 of us pedaled off toward some peak in the distance. 
Oddly enough, I graduated from high school with the guy on the left of this photo. He overheard me talking about PA at some point and asked me about it and while we were drilling down it turns out that we were in the same class. A class of 400 or so, and I couldn’t remember him at all. But what a small world.
We were close to the city, yet the terrain was super cool. Especially for this northerner who doesn’t ride amongst the cacti very often. It was all over too fast and I spinny-spun my little legs on that 32:22 gearing all the way back.
The check-in/registration for SSAZ/SSUSA was that night, starting at 9:30 or so at a bar called the Surly Wench. Definitely pirate-themed. Or maybe that was a rock-a-billy-pirate theme. Whatever. It was cool and they were serving $2 pints of Lagunitas IPA (one of my favorites). But it was my night to drive back to the ranch, and i was still tired and jet lagged. Or, to put it another way, I was still not any fun. And we were in bed around midnight.
More tomorrow.
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