I understand why lizards live in sunny Arizona
Why people do and call it home I'll never understand
- Robert Earl Keen
I think Robert went to the wrong part of Arizona.
- moose moore
Leaving Pie Town was tough, but I promised to be back someday for the CDT. The ride to Springerville, AZ was through fast, beautiful open grassland and shrub country - it reminded me of what I expect that the rolling grasslands of Colorado would look like.
In Springerville, we stayed in the High School's football dome, which was SWEEEEEEET!
The ride to Payson was a short ride that, again, climbed a long way before dropping back down again. At some point during the morning we saw a deer running with us through the woods. Before we knew it, the large animal cut towards the road and ran across it at full speed and happened to cross paths with a large SUV moving at full speed as well. The collision literally sent sound waves reverberating towards us split seconds before the limp deer carcass came skidding across the road towards us at 30 mph. Max, in front of me, bailed off the side of the road (more out of shock than because the carcass would have hit him) and the dead deer finally came to a rest in the middle of the road.
After recollecting our thoughts and composure, we continued upwards until reaching the high point of the day at just over 7,700 feet. The view of the thick pine forests blanketing the Arizona mountains sent chills through our bodies, already cold from the high altitude's cool climate.
The next day, we built with Habitat of Payson, which was a blast. The guys working there were great, and we really enjoyed finishing the day of by demolishing a wall that had structural damage (for reasons that will remain unsaid, but think bobcat truck into the wall).