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bike path

Pics from a ride along the Scottsdale bike path.

When the woman you see in the distance came up to me she was crying, mascara running all over the place, because her fat little black dog (own words) got lost. I agreed to keep a lookout for it (though I don't think a fat black anything could make it very far in Arizona 110 degree heat).

There are tunnels beneath many of the roads so you don't have to 6 lanes of crazy traffic every block; nice idea.

And in one place there's a bridge over the road. The flaming bush on the left is a visual explosion of sorts, I took all kindsa pictures of it.

There are lakes along the way. This is my favorite, has a weird azure/green tint to it. Today I sat down beneath some shade trees and watched a turtle I had scared from his sunning spot drift farther out, his little head periscoping up every once in a while to let me know where he was.

And there is a park at the end where we play frisbee on Tuesdays.