Prescott, the first stop on our big summer of ’19 trip. The majority of our time will be spent in Colorado. Prescott is about half way. It took us eight hours. The boss has put her foot down and said, “Never again will we drive that long.”
That’s probably a good idea. We were pretty tired when we arrived, so tired we got ourselves into a tight spot with a tree while trying to back into our site. It was nearly a disaster.
The first three days the weather was in the mid 80s, which is manageable. Our last day it was over 90. No bueno. The Airstream feels like a cave with all the windows closed, blinds down, and the noisy AC cranking.
We did three rides. The first two rides we’ve done before, which helps eliminate the bickering on the trail about directions. There’ll be plenty of time for that when we hit all the new places in Colorado.
The third ride was a new area called Spence Basin. A fellow mountain biker in the campground gave us the tip. He even gave us an updated map and laid out a trail by trail course for us, but we still managed to get turned around which led to some quality bickering. Spence Basin was super fun. If you mountain bike, put it on your list.
And remember kids, Prescott rhymes with Biscuit.
Ha, ha, ha, Russ T. Fender Trail in Spence Basin