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There we were, in the lobby of the Casa Blanca Hotel, all checked out and ready to head off to Las Vegas. “John, my @#$%&$ tire’s flat again.” “You’ve gotta be kidding?”
I’d had heard about Arizona’s Virgin River Gorge even before I knew it was bikeable. In fact I’d driven through it several times and had always been frustrated that driving concentration interfered with my scenery appreciation.