From September 19th – October 24th, Panthea and I rode our mountain bikes from Las Vegas, NV, to Tucson, AZ. Arizona is a land of stark beauty and troubled humanity, a place of contradicting hostility and warmth in climate and history. Words on our journey are forthcoming, but the beauty of the skies, towering thunderheads, incandescent sunsets, and hazy depths require no eloquent waxings. These are the landscapes with a grandeur that supersedes the place of words. The desert speaks in clouds.