Yesterday I had a beautiful day riding. I again was blessed, I can think of no other word, by the people I met, the mesas and river beds I ran through. I was about to leave an oasis of an Apache rest stop on the ride between Globe and safford. I met Cedric and an Apache man Bernard. The world was so beautiful.
Cedric and I parted when I stopped at the dollar general about 12 miles before Safford. To call my mother, to buy some cold drinks and cool corn. The heat continues to be hot.
Six miles later a wolf looking wild dog attacked chasing as I weaved around the center line at who knows what speed. If I hadn’t have been on a busy road, I am certain I would have been mauled. Angels were watching over me.
Never have I experienced fear, adrenaline and afterward emotional shock as I did yesterday.
Don’t tell my mother any of this.
I wasn’t mauled by a rabid wild animal. I wasn’t struck by the traffic that saved me. The same thing had happened to Cedric 30 minutes before.
Love you all.
So many people responded kindly and helped men through this. Brandon below drove me the remainder of the route to my campsite. Special thanks to this Kind young man.
Tomorrow I will carry my pepper spray around my neck on that orange shoelace.
Ps. I’m almost certain it was Mexican wolf, a lobo. From its erratic behavior I’d wager it was rabid.