We actually rode past Goldfield in order to enjoy the scenery (and curves) further up the
Apache Trail.
After a few laps of the best section, we stopped at
Tortilla Flat to chat with some of the riders sharing the road.
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| Her perch on the back of my bike |
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| Blending in with the locals |
After a good chat on the porch, my guest intimated she was ready to move on. I think she was excited to get close to the vintage machinery she'd glimpsed on the way. We said our goodbyes and hit the road.
Upon arrival in
Goldfield, I sensed a bit of disdain from Typospigeon. I don't think she expected a tourist trap. Luckily, she perked up when I told her she could actually sit on the old machines.
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| Sadly, I didn't calibrate my Minolta Hi-Matic correctly for the film I was using. Sorry for the washouts. |
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| Where's Typospigeon? |
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| Tried a little digital fun with this one. It's not always evil :) |
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| Enjoying the view of the mountains |
Aside from the film troubles, we had a fantastic ride into the
Superstition Mountains. Always a good way to spend a day!
Typospigeon moves on to carry her message of mechanical/analog joy to the next agent of the Insurgency. Type on brother and sisters!
