After ukulele lessons, lunch at the Cactus Grill, and a visit to Verizon to purchase some more internet data, we decided it was time for a ride on the motorcycle. We did part of the trip up the Apache Trail, in the Superstition Mountains, that we’d done in December on the Jeep Tour. It was a different perspective from the back of the Boulevard and before long I was busily snapping pictures. Sometimes they turn out; sometimes they don’t. But that’s the beauty of the digital age.
The road is a popular one for motorcyclists, with all of its twists and turns.
Being late in the afternoon, it was a perfect time for capturing the scenic mountains and lakes.
We made a stop in Tortilla Flat for another taste of Prickly Pear Ice Cream.
By the time we were heading back down, the sun was setting, dusting the rocks with gold, before becoming a blazing red aura around the peaks.