It's mid morning, Jer's sister and her friend are in town. We are all sitting on the couch discussing plans for the day. When I say discussing, I mean everyone saying, "I don't care what we do. What do you want to do?" Round and round we go. My option of kayaking Salt River was quickly shot down. I really, really want to see the wild horses that make their appearance at the river bed. Seems like it might have to be a solo trip I have to take.
Since Jer's sister had not been to Sedona we all agreed to make the trip north. With strict instructions to be out the door by noon (from our driver, Jer), we sprang to our feet to get ready.
Driving north the clouds were thick, skies grey, and you could see showers in the distance. I guess it would've been smart to check the weather before we left but, carpe diem.