With triple digit temps lingering deep in to September here in Phoenix, any excuse to head for the mountains and escape is welcome. 2 weeks ago I snuck out with my camper and got some fishing in with my son, last weekend we were in the mountains again for his Cub Scout fall campout. This was all good and well... but there was no motorcycle involved. Since momma had 2 consecutive weekends off from the boys I suggested that this might be a good weekend for me to go for a ride. She gave my kitchen pass an approval stamp and I planted the seed with a couple buddies. I had a loose plan to leave Friday and head up to the family cabin in Pinetop. Ride out of Pinetop Saturday. Then leave from the Cabin this morning and take the Rim Road all the way across to Young highway and South from there over 4 Peaks and home. By Friday morning, it would appear that I would be flying solo on the trip. No skin off my back... as much as I like riding with some buddies, I don't mind riding alone either. I like to think of it as a bit of spiritual cleansing.