Another sign of spring is the Easter Jeep Safari in Moab. We were down there for the opening weekend and, to be honest, it seemed to be starting slowly. There really didn't seem to be any more jeeps around than on any other given weekend. They were rolling into town, however, so things were definitely about to ramp up.
It's always nice to see the jeepers but that's not what we were there for. It had been five weeks (!) since A had been down there and we were all ready for some desert time. Friday we double-sessioned, with A and Milton doing a four mile walk and H doing a four mile run on Pipe Dream. The wildflowers are just starting to come out although the flowering trees in town are past prime-bloom.
Mid-morning, A and H got onto their road bikes and did a 16.5 ride on the bike path: from the house to the river, out and back along the river, up to the Arches National Park entrance and then home. I'm afraid it's going to be a slow start for me on the bike: last winter I rode the stationery bike at the gym which at least got me a little bit in biking shape; this winter, I have been walking 3+ miles with the dog every day after work - good exercise but does nothing for bicycling readiness. I also didn't plan my nutrition all that well and will have to recalibrate that going forward.
The afternoon was spent weeding and reading - and H has a diabolical new jigsaw puzzle - and then we strolled over to Josie Wyatt's for an evening beer. It was pretty frickin' pleasant: they had the windows wide open and everyone just seemed happy to be there. We had a nice conversation with Paul, a local guy we recognized but hadn't talked with before.
After cashing out, we swung by Back of Beyond Books so I could pick up a desert wildflower reference book (even with which I still haven't been able to identify most of the flowers I photographed along Pipe Dream). And then we popped into Woody's for one drink and a quick hello to our favorite bartenders.
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