|Looking up at Mt. Graham from grocery store at bottom.|
|Glad I left my tandem at home.|
Weather was cloudy all the way from Mesa to Safford but the sun was burning most of it off when I got on the bike at the highway junction. Temp was a very muggy 79 degrees. The plan was to be to higher elevations before it got really hot and then coast down but the sweat poured off me for the first 90 minutes or so because of the humidity. Weird thing was it was brown/orangeish sweat. Can't figure that out, maybe it was the lighting. The other annoying thing was gnats. I had hundreds of gnats attaching themselves to me until I got up the hill a bit.
|Entering the forest, well, technically I guess.|
Hill climbing is a very therapeutic endeavor. You don't need to concentrate on where you are going too much because your speed is slow. It's just you, your aching muscles, and the stress which quickly melts away the further you climb and the more accomplishment you develop.
I must confess I was sweating so profusely it felt like rain on my legs for the first bit. I took my helmet off for a bit and let it rest in my Aero-Bars. As I climbed higher though the temps cooled down and I put my helmet back on.
|Mists swirl all around me hurrying up the mountain to make a storm.|
|Nearing 9000 feet.|
|9000 Feet. Yay!|
|A roadie's best friends.|