Moab Rim seemed like a good hike for the next morning as I figured the potholes would still be full of rainwater; I was right and didn't even need to bring the extra water bottle I usually carry for Milton. It even rained, just slightly, just sprinkles, as we churned our way up the Stairmaster trail (the hiking-only trail to looker's right of the Moab Rim jeep road), but the clouds had mostly cleared out by the time we got to the top.
We met a group of friendly jeepers - well, the guy on his back underneath his jeep wasn't that friendly but the rest of them were - who liked Milton a lot, Then, we continued around the loop, going up Tire Test Hill and then down Sand Hill, which was actually in great shape, all packed down from the recent rain. The wash was wet and muddy and we had it all to ourselves, not meeting anyone else until we were heading back down the front side.
Later that afternoon, H took his road bike to Chile Pepper, hoping that they could figure out his shifter issue. And then we went back to Woody's where it was busy with Sunday football fans. Since we don't care about football, we went out onto the patio where we were treated to quite a show as an even bigger than yesterday storm rolled in. It rained really, really hard and got cold, with a period of hail and quite a lot of impressive lightning. This time, on the walk home, Millcreek was out of its banks and we had to wade (just up to our ankles) for a bit. No firepit that night - it rained until after we went to bed.
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