Moab, Utah to Page Arizona 9-28-05

What a day, what a beautiful country we live in. Today we drove 300 miles in the Birkin, once again with Gert & Rosemarie, Dick, and Bernie.

We were not on the road very long, when I pointed to dad the left front cycle fender was vibrating more than it should. Sevens have a bad habbit of breaking fender (wing) brackets, but I have never had the pleasure. Well, today was my day. We hit a section of road construction that was quite rough, and the bracket completely broke and it was bouncing around on the tire. We stopped in the next town. Fortunately Dick had a spare, but it was of different design and we had to persuade it to fit :) Thanks Dick! Gert also had a few bits which helped to get us back on the road, very much appreciated.

The group then headed to Monument Valley. This is what I picture in the old westerns movies. Absolutely fantastic scenery. I'd like to return one day and take more time to exlore, instead of buzzing through as we are doing.


Here we are parked at lunch. Gert knew a place near Monument Valley. We had Navajo frybread, and a fanstastic panaoramic view from our table.


This was taken from the visitor center. The road below was said to be rocky, but I know at least two sevens went down there. Pictures in the next post.

Here is dad, cool as ever :)