And so the adventure began. Abbie, Michael, and I were on our way to Tempe for the Sherox Triathlon. There has only been 1 other time in my life where I had to drive PASSED Lake Powell, my favorite place on earth. That was for the fiesta bowl to support the Utes in Scotsdale. It was painful to pass by it... but we'll be there next month! I'm counting down the days! (like I do every year at the start of January).
Wow, it was a long drive. Especially since we got stopped about 15 miles above Flagstaff because of a fire that was on the side of the road. Police were scared it could jump the freeway. So we were stopped for an hour and a half on the freeway. NOW I was REALLY sick of driving.
these pictures kind of turned out cool though!
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