From there we fueled up at the Airport. Sedona has an airport on top of Airport Mesa with a pretty tasty restaurant that has....what else, an awesome view!



After giving Amy and Stacy detailed directions to Tlaquepaque and to a shop a little off the beaten path, Zach, Aaron, Adam and I geared up for a ride. We rode from Quail Ridge again, up Bell Rock Pathway and did a quick ride on Big Park Loop. We continued on up, past the start of Llama and on to Templeton.

The boys ran to the store to restock some essentials. Vacation needs to include some rest too, so we took another soak in the tub,
Soon it was time for dinner. The last dinner together before the gang had to depart for Phoenix to catch their flight. We were planning on hitting Oak Creek Brewery, but then the front desk at the Quail said the food at the Cowboy Club is better. He said you can't beat the atmosphere and the beer at the brewery, but for a good steak check out the Cowboy Club. Amy drove this time, unfortunately for her.

Little did we know we picked the self-entertainment area to hang out while we waited maybe 30 or 40 minutes.



Zach missed most of the fun. He was preoccupied with a not so pleasant grandmother who tried lying to the hostess in order to get a table for her grandson's birthday. The hostess threw her out...we cheered quietly, at least most of us did, but then the granny came back and apologized. They ended up being seated right next to us on the front deck.
While we were ordering drinks, I snapped a quick shot for Tim. Dinner was good, steaks, bread, potatoes, pasta, beer, prickly pear margaritas, and a nice little chocolate treat, compliments of the chef. The Bears were playing Green Bay that night, so after dinner we walked down to this shopping area where they had TVs and benches strategically located near one another, no doubt for the patient husband waiting for his browsing wife (of course that's not always the situtation). So the boys watched the game while the girls checked out a few stores. After the win, it was time to hit the road, they had an early departure out of Oak Creek to make their flight in Phoenix.
I think they were gone by 4am. We said our goodbyes and Zach and I crawled back in to our full size pull out. It was Monday and he was on fall break all week, and I, of course, was still a lady of leisure.
Later that morning we got up and tried a new trail,

Munds Park...runs parallel with Schnebly Hill Road. It was tough. Either Zach and I were tired or we didn't feel like concentrating, or we are just plain ole cross country weenies, but we did not have so much fun on that trail. Lots of hike a bike, a broken chain...we felt like we were riding for 2 minutes and having to get off again. After about an hour we ditched the trail and took Schnebly Hill back down to the lot. We tried riding Huckaby for a little but we just weren't feeling it that day.

Even though we were checked out, Robin at the Quail said we could come back and use the hot tub for one last soak before heading back to Prescott. I think we were home by about 5? And that's where the low part of the story comes in.
My parents had been here 2 weeks prior. After they left we were busy moving in. We had such a great time with Aaron and Amy and Adam and Stacy. It meant so much to have them visit us. We know it's not easy with the kids, nor was it a cheap trip. It helped us feel at home having them here and showing them around. Doing a little riding, a little shopping, a little hiking together. Drinking some beers, eating lots of chips and nuts. Stopping by the bike and bean. What we didn't expect was to feel so lonely once we got back home. We walked into the house and we both felt like it was about 10,000 miles from Plainfield. Grace wasn't there to greet us and Zach had the whole week to think about things. We were depressed and it was scary, having just closed a few weeks prior. Did we make a huge mistake????
We went and rented a bunch of movies that night to try and take our minds off things. Woke up the next morning, and we both must have made the decision during the night that we were not going to sulk and waste Zach's whole week off. And we did end up having a fun week, lots of riding, lots of movies, beautiful weather. But I think that whole episode really taught us a few things and made us appreciate a whole lot more, our friends and family back home. We really, really miss you guys.
A side note: The fast one's did not go unnoticed, and they will be reciprocated.
5 comments:
fast one? not me. i'm a slow one.
Did you guys dip in to the heat on the menu? We're going to the new Tommy Nevin's for Brian's birthday and they have a nice selection of single malt as well. Nice to know at least my spirit is around out there. Lynn made her first trip to palos with me this morning, and she contends that "Sara is a goddess." She only fell over when we had fast riders coming at us in tight singletrack and had to stop suddenly and couldn't get a foot out. Overall a great two hour introduction.
Adam, You and Aaron pullled 'fast ones' on us all weekend....every time the check came.
Tim, No, we didn't dip into the heat at all. The boys were already up to too many shenanigans with just beer an Bailey's. Although Aaron did go for a little sail with the Captain. Aaarrgghhhhh.
Way to go Lynn!!! That is great that you two rode Palos together. Is she ready for more???? And only one fall....You're right, a great introduction. If she didn't cry on her first mtb ride she is already doing better than I did!
Sara, I almost cried, but instead I lectured Tim in a heated manner about how he should let me know when he's going to come to a COMPLETE STOP on the side of the trail rather than keep rolling. Because OF COURSE it's his fault that I fell. I think I did okay, even though I'm slow. I learned a few things about the bike, and I gained a lot of confidence, with the exception of the stupid fall that ripped my knee warmer. Athleticism doesn't come as naturally for me (and crossword puzzles aren't as cool), so I'm pretty proud of myself. Thanks for the encouragement!
Lynn, that is great!! I was going to add to my comment that it takes ALOT of patience on both sides, when a newbie and an experienced rider head out together. Your description brings back many similar memories of when I first started!! I used to get so mad at Zach....when he rarely did anything wrong (I can say that now, years later). Now in your case, OF COURSE, Tim was absolutely in the wrong...
Stick with it. It's so rewarding to see improvement in your fitness and skills. Well, you know from your running..a
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