Day 46: Safford, Arizona
You’ve got to love serendipity. This morning, I packed and left the hotel ready to ride the 70 miles to Globe, Arizona. On my way out of town, I stopped at a local diner for breakfast. While I was devastating my meal of three pancakes, two eggs, three pieces of bacon, three pieces of sausage, hash browns and coffee (I’m ravenous these days given the calories I’m burning), I received a text from Don who has been riding a few days behind me. He indicated he was thinking of staying the evening at a place near Safford called “Essence of Tranquility”.
I did a quick bit a research using my phone and found the place, which was only about 10 miles away. I need to be Phoenix by the 19th. A good friend of mine, whom I like to refer to as “Johnny Drama” because of his likeness to this character from Entourage, is meeting me there on that date. Drama has purchased a Bob trailer and is going to use it and his mountain bike to ride with me from Phoenix to Palm Springs. My problem is that at my current rate, I will be in Phoenix two to three days too early.
So, rather than a big ride today, I decided to make a detour and spend the day at Essence of Tranquility. It’s difficult to describe this place – think 1968, crystals, incense, aromatherapy and Bohemian – and you get an idea. The grounds surround five small pools fed by natural hot springs. They offer touch therapy, massage and something called ear coning. (I’m too frightened to ask what the latter is, but I suspect it played a key part in the Star Trek movie “Wrath of Khan”.) There is also a large communal kitchen and living room with T.V. and Wifi. Best of all, camping here is only $15.
I ended up spending the day like this: Soak in hot springs. Read book. Nap in shade. Repeat.
Tomorrow, I’ll hit the road again. Really, I promise.