Pam drove me to her house on in Sedona proper - just North of the Airport Mesa. I walked up the Airport Mesa Loop for a bit to check out the 360 view of the area. The towns - Sedona Proper, Uptown, the Village of Oak Creek - intermingle with the rock fortresses - Bell Rock, Courthouse Butte, Cathedral Rock, the Coffee Pot and Thunder Mountain (just to name a few). Just beyond Uptown is the edge of the ~2500 foot sedimentary wall that is the Mogollon Rim, which is the edge of the Colorado Plateau.
Pam's house is a dream - a tiny, one room hippy cottage with a flat roof that is PERFECT for a wandering moose to sleep on. Being about halfway up the Airport Mesa, it has a full frontal view of Thunder Mountain over to Coffeepot rock - stunning.
Knowing that I had a long day of riding singletrack in Sedona ahead of me, I hit the sack early. I woke up a few times during the night with the glow of the bright full moon illuminating everything around me in a dark blue and green glow... in the distance the red mountains glowed in a strange orange-green - much like the color of oxidized copper like the Statue of Liberty...
After ~60 miles of trails through Sedona, I was pretty exhausted. I hung my frame up in a tree next to Pam's house and sat and examined all of her walking sticks that she has collected over the years. I watched a line of ants marching, seemingly aimlessly, up and down an old, twisted and gnarled branch stripped bare of it's bark. Sometimes the members marched in perfect formation, while other times they diverged and conquered their domain in an all-out blitz that resembled a braided river from above.
The next day we went down to Sedona and did a few great hikes, including going to the Wind Caves