You get some wind here. Afternoons these days. The kind that’ll make those curtains blow straight.

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I just returned following a ride at La Tirrra. This one, with the order for 2 of the down hills switched for good measure. It’s a ton of cornering on a loosie goosie mix of sand, pebbles and up to fist size rocks, with the occasional arroyo to plow through.

There’s a jump park too. I’ve seen videos and there are some big ones. I believe it’s called free riding. Whatever the name, that’s not for me: I simply don’t find takeoffs, airtime or landings fun. Supposedly, per M J, it becomes so. Perhaps in my next lifetime.

Today’s ride was 49 flights, but 2 less than Wednesday which felt like more than twice.

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Filled up the water tank. First two times were at the Pilot Travel Center back in Flagstaff per my Tucson friend’s recommendation. This time it took stopping at a couple gas stations until one of the clerks gave me the tip. Each place has had ye olde skool lift up lever valve that takes a second to pressurize.