2 February 2012 - 9:18Things to do in Sedona…
…when you aren’t riding. The knee was not feeling super awesome, so instead of burning whatever matches my knee might have left, I opted to take a rest day. Hard to do when you are in such a beautiful place synonymous with epic riding. Oh well. I couldn’t bring myself to go shopping for crystals, or get a photograph of my aura. Instead I elevated, iced and ibuprofenized it, and watched some crap TV.
I met up with recent VT>AZ transplant Patrick Kell, once the illustrious Executive Director of VMBA, now a territory boss for IMBA. Talk about movin’ on up. He’s going to be out this way making mountain biking better in the southwest, as if it wasn’t awesome enough already. He will be missed by our little corner of the world. We met up for a beer at the local Irish pub and reminisced about how crap the weather is in VT right now.
I did however, have the best carne asada I’ve ever had. On a recommendation from one of my clients, we hit up Elote Cafe. Holy schnikies. It was so good, I wanted to get another one and roll around in it. I will be riding bikes soon though. Soon.