Here was a tasty little ride. We had a motley crew of Moabites, Crested
Beauticians and Gunny-Sackers at the Yeti Camp out at McDowell, so we
suited everyone up and headed out to ride the Pass Mountain Loop.
Lovely weather and new (to me) trail.
Pilots take heed. If you are schlepping a load of sleepy honkies out to
Phoenix in one of Frontiers finest Airbuses, and you had one too many
gimlets for lunch, fret not about losing your way. The hills have
And have a lookie at that. Desert? Water shortage? Phpah!. I repeat,
Phpah!! This jaunty little desert community flies in the face of such
kill-joy rationalism with a big honking fountain that shoots water
hundreds of feet straight up into the air.
It is a lovely romp through the Saguaros. And depite the biological
wonderment that the Mighty Saguaro represents, I found myself charmed
by lichen that day.
Such an improbable life form. A symbiosis in fact. A little bit of
alga, a little bit of fungus and off you go. Life. (Some biologists
will argue that this is parasitism.) At any rate is is an elegant
method of extending the ecological range of both species. And it sure
does add some nice color to the landscape.
This is a sweetie of a ride because it dispenses with that nasty
business of climbing through the aegis of fun, swoopy singletrack. Then
all of a sudden you are at the top of a wickedly fun descent.