Salt Lake City

I'm sitting in my brother Tim's house in SLC drinking Don Julio tequila, left over from the trip to the white rim outside Moab. I really feel the need to talk to an airplane!!! Just hope I get over it. Best wishes and ouch to Lisa, who crashed and burned on the trail and broke her pelvis twice, cracked her hip, and tailbone once. Get well soon. The bike is in half in the rented SUV, along with all our things, which are in a box the size of a microwave. We're going to visit here tomorrow, then take off Sun. for Portland. 12 hours. Looks like we have a ride to the coast, thanks to Bob DeGraw-mucho appreciation. We're having pic issues, so none now but mucho later. The only interesting strangers we have met have been the ranger in Canyonlands, who was one step away from an axe murderer. Hovered around a little too much. Met a raven called Murphy also. Great group in Moab- Silke, Maree, I'll call for riding or coffee.