Dinner at Salsa Brava (http://www.salsabravaflagstaff.com/) was okay. The margaritas were good - even though the waitress gave me Paige's Cadillac and Paige's was on the rocks when she wanted a slushy). Guy tried Chicken Stuffed Sopapillas when he taped his show here, so naturally I had ribs, Dave had carnitas and Paige had Enchiladas. We all shared a serving of flan for desert. Salsa Brava makes their own salsa and you get to go to the salsa bar to try them all. We didn't get past "hot", but there were "very hot", "pineapple habanero", "pico de gallo", etc. from which to choose.
All of you - but especially my motorcycle riding friends need to experience Hiway 89A between Prescott and Flagstaff. It's beautiful scenery, but don't take your eyes off the road. The bent and broken guardrails are testament to the fate of the inattentive. 89A winds through Sedona and the red cliffs, but that's not the best part. Dave mentioned how part of today's ride reminded him of our ride near Lake Tahoe and I reflected that it was kind of like the hill country of Texas. We tried to ride the remnants of Route 66 outside of Flagstaff, but we kept running out of pavement. Sections of the famous road are nothing but gravel now. We of course stopped at the local Harley shop for souvenirs. The store used to be in Flagstaff, but got run out of town some time back. The city is trying to figure out how to get them back inside the city limits so they can collect some sales tax. We had dinner at the Galaxy Diner on Route 66. Dave and Paige enjoyed their chocolate malt and I devoured my Red Cow (Dr. Pepper float).