"Come and play!"

Durango seems to shout that sentiment.




River rafting, kayaking, fishing, glider planes, train rides, horse rides, golf, Indian ruins, Jeep rides, museums, casinos, national parks, spas, bike riding trails, rock climbing, hot springs, fine dining, cowboy theater and boutiques. http://www.durangodowntown.com/

I should be able to entertain myself for the next few weeks.

The repair manager from Tarpley RV went to look at my trailer today. He says I need a new coupler and safety chains. I'm not surprised.

The cost of repairs to the trailer and the deductible on the bike may limit my entertainment options.

Stuck

Well, I finally heard from the adjuster assigned to my claim. He authorized Durango Harley Davidson to complete the estimate. When I contacted the service department, they said they couldn't do the estimate for about a week and a half.

I guess I'm stuck in Durango for the duration.

There are worse places.

Durango & Silverton Narrow Gage Rail Road

The D&SNGRR train goes through the park twice-a-day (so does it's twin) full of passengers making the 4 hour ride between Durango and Silverton. They leave in the morning, spend an hour in Silverton and return to Durango in the afternoon. The residents of the park run out to watch it go by or to place pennies on the tracks.

Not so bad

After the bike got back up on two wheels, it doesn't look nearly as bad as I feared. Good thing we straightened out those auxiliary lights Dave. Think the new handlebar style will catch on?

I rode the free trolley to town, then walked the Animas river trail out to the Harley shop. It is a nice walk - but long (7 miles). Good thing I got my exercise because when I got back to town I found a taste of Durango type thing going on. "Men Who Grill" is a fund raiser for the Women's Resource Center. All of the groups had a theme - Flintstones, Kardiac Killers, Afternoon Delight, etc. Lots of good food. Just about everything was wrapped around a Jalapeno or covered in green chili sauce. I am full and will pay for this bit of gluttony later. The old part of Durango is very cute, lots of boutique shops and friendly people. Then I jumped back on the trolley to the RV park.

A view of my parking spot and the view out the rear window. Not so bad.

Seven words you can't say on the radio.

I've relaxed enough to talk about it. I was on Hiway 160 east of Four Corners. 6% downgrade ahead so I took the tranny out of OD and slowed to about 55. Big left hand sweeping curve. Also big dipsy dos in the pavement. The trailer jumped in one of the dips and I felt it kick to the right. I looked in my rear view monitor and saw it jump to the left in the next dip as I braked. Then I saw the trailer jump off the hitch. Only the safety chains kept this from being a bigger tragedy. I slowed way down and towed the trailer with the chains until I found a shoulder wide enough to pull over and survey the damage. I had to repair the coupler on the trailer and got it mounted back on the ball. Then I found out where the nearest Harley dealership was located - Durango. I did the next 60 or so miles at less than 40 mph. The trailer and bike are sitting at the dealership waiting for the insurance adjuster to show up. There should be no problems - $250 deductible on the bike. No insurance on the trailer, so those repairs will be out of my pocket. I had a drink, washed my shorts and am wishing my back didn't hurt. Must have been when I was working on the trailer. It's just a "thing" - a pretty thing, but a thing.

Valley of monumental sights

Another short drive, just up highways 89, 160 and 163 to Monument Valley, Utah. No cell phone coverage, but free wifi. We will explore the valley tomorrow in Dave and Paige's Jeep. My white Harley is not going for a run in this red dirt. Here are the views from the RV park. I'll write more later.

The view from the park is great. Can't wait to see everything up close tomorrow on the 3 hour tour.

Wow.

We opted for the self guided ride thru the valley in lieu of the $50 ride in an open flat bed truck. I'm glad we did. The Navajo guided tours went to a few places we couldn't go, but we saw enough to be thoroughly awe struck.

Dave took a panoramic video and will be posting it on their blog page.

I part ways with Paige and Dave tomorrow. I am lucky to have good friends and good people with whom to travel.

Parked in Flagstaff

An easy drive from Apache Junction to Flagstaff. Only 185 miles (but with a 5,385 foot elevation gain), a short driving day. Paige has found a restaurant that was on "Diners, Drive-ins and Dives" just down the road, so we'll be headed there for dinner.

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).