It was the best of times, it was the worst of times

Today we had a great tire ride from the city of Jerome. If you have been in this area, you vistited Jerome. It is an old copper mining town on the side of the mountain that has now become a tourist attraction. We drove about sixty miles on bad gravel roads. The plan was to get close to an Indian site we had hiked to before and then hike about two miles. Even with GPS we were unable to get to the right road. If we took the time to find it we would get there too late. Ended up returning with nothing to show, but expensive flat tire. Apparently a shell casing from a high powered rifel went through the tire and ruined it. Some wapahoney had left all his casings right by the road, right where we pulled over. Now I have to buy a new tire for $180.