So....Day Six started in the blowing sand spindrift of Dinosaur Alley, was followed up by towing BobZ to Escalante where we dumped the bum....
but really, we all missed having our Grand Poobah Leader as this whole ride was of his making
....and then we rode back to Page via a similar route from whence we came the previous day.
Kevin selected our motel in Page. Beer in the parking lot, showers, laundry and chatting with older guys who were riding in on shiny cruisers from Flagstaff....and had been snowed on....or so they said....they looked thrashed whatever they had been through. Kevin also lined up a great restaurant for dinner. The guys liked the place as they each were convinced that one of the waitresses was sending them each covert messages regarding her general availability
Cleavage will do that.
Funny how some guys think after "six days on the road"..... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BwPTYimAE7E&feature=related
After dinner, we regrouped for a few beers in the parking lot before resting our weary bones. The plan for the next few days was to ride the eastern and southern areas of the Grand Canyon....and then hook up with BobZ and Travis somewhere southeast of Las Vegas...at a place yet to be determined.