Tucson to Gallup, NM
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Tucson to Gallup, NM
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 Up at the crack of dawn we rode, Abel was carrying much of the load, 30 miles down hill, he said with a smile, We learned he was lying
after only a short while. |
 AJ was able to pull some hills, too, It was hot and dry and we all smelled-PU, 48 miles in the heat of the sun, We grunted and groaned
but we still had some fun. |
 Then down went the princess, pitching a fit, The middle of the road is where she did sit, Her tiara, it seemed, was broken in two, No more riding for AJ
until it was made new. |
 The boys, now tired of hearing the fit, Decided they’d ride together for a bit, They pedaled and pedaled from hither to there, But didn’t listen to AJ
blowing all her hot air. |
 Taking a rest stop at the site of Tom Mix, A yearly tradition so we had to take pics, The riders all took a moment of their day, To remember Tom Mix in
their own special way. |
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After a long day of riding we had sore behinds, The moon was out shining, though daylight we had, The day drew to a close, for a rest we were glad. |
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Then
into the truck we clambered and climbed,