No birds singing, but woke at 4:57. The good thing about this cheap motel is that there is neither breakfast nor coffee, nothing to hold me over. I started riding at 7:08 am.
The next 20 miles were not nearly as hard. There was still a headwind, but it was gentle, and the terrain flattened out. About 5 miles out of Pima, I saw a sign saying, “Taylor Freeze welcomes you to the Gila Valley.” Now I knew who Taylor Swift was, but who was Taylor Freeze? Was it a person, or could it be like Foster Freeze? Multiple signs later, I saw:
From Pima to Thatcher/Safford was an easy, flat ride of 10 miles. I cruised the boulevard looking for a humble fleabag that might be economical for 2 nights. I came to the Tour-Rest Motel, and had to call, as no one was in the office. The host was a nice fellow, but told me that the wi-fi extender was out, meaning that only room 1 could get a signal. I thought about it for a while, then decided that I really wanted the wi-fi, even if I had to go to a chain and pay $25 more per night. I ended up at Motel 6.