Some big pricks in the desert
Sedona lunch stop Eddie testing out someones hammock
His first Harley
We kept our doors closed in some parts

Mike and Eddie out the back of his place

Mike's place Sonora desert

Airforce base scrap yard (where we get all our parts for our F1 11s)

Roadrunner
Sonora desert

Thanks to Mike for putting us up in his house. He and Caroline live in a fantastic spot right on the edge of a national park that makes you feel like you are miles from anywhere. The drink of choice was Negro Modello and Eddie had a good time recovering from his cold up in the mountains. He saw his first roadrunner but unfortunately Wil.E Coyote was after the poor little guy so you have to look hard to see his picture. We then took off north and JB got pulled over for travelling too close to the car in front. A lecture from the state trooper was followed by a donation to the Arizona justice system of 144 bucks...

Sedona beckoned and we both think the colours are the same as central Australia, bloody hot too. A must drive if you are in this part of the world before the tourist madness of the Grand Canyon. As usual Eddie made lots of friends along the way as we stopped off at a few galleries.