It's now Sunday evening, the show is over, and everyone is packing up. I thought more of the bikers would stay until Monday morning, but no, there's just the two of us left.
I spend most of the day with Mark Ordway until he departed about midday. I met up again with Carolyn in the afternoon and we wandered around the show - so little of motorcycle interest - sad somehow.
I cooked supper at about 5:30pm and am now settled in the tent reading the last chapters of Bill Bryson.
I will get up, pack up and hit the road early tomorrow - it's been almost a week here in Flagstaff - I need to get back into "riding mode"…. Although I may well pop into town for a cooked breakfast and get some bananas and stuff.