Waiting around is not my strong suit, but I think I am doing the right thing. I have been holed up in the Western Motel in Sierra Vista, AZ for the past two nights. The weather forecast has been threatening, both here and twenty miles or so to the southwest where the AZT begins near Montezuma Pass. Tomorrow is supposed to be clear, Wednesday cold and wet, and the rest of the week VERY cold. At some point, like tomorrow morning for me, the hike has to begin regardless. Hanging out here is just degrading my hard earned conditioning.
Yesterday I took a five-mile stroll across Sierra Vista to the local Big 5 store to purchase another layer of longjohns for added warmth. Along the way, I collected some more pictures of bike racks, ramadas, and gazebos. Light sprinkles, but nothing big.
I managed to ignore the Super Bowl, keeping alive my streak of zero NFL games watched this season. No pre-season, no regular season, no playoffs, no Super Bowl. P. S. I Love You, my wise and beautiful sister, you would be proud.
Today I ate breakfast at the Landmark Cafe on West Fry Boulevard, a righteous establishment with great food that caters especially to the local military clientele. As I was leaving, I surreptitiously paid for the meal of an older solo gent in an Army jacket. He must have been a Korean War vet, judging from his looks and demeanor. I thought of my great friend Laynee Reyna who served in that war and "paid it forward" as they say, in her honor.
It's good to pay attention. A little empathy never hurt anybody.
Peace, Love, and Patience,
Jim
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