His attention was focused on two riders approaching.
The riders were a blur in the heat waves, but she was sure one was Pete.
Early Saturday morning, the two had boarded a charter bus with scores of bikers for the 372-mile, eight-hour trip to Cortez, Colorado, where they found a pleasant little town abuzz with the activity of 2,000 riders and hundreds of support personnel.
Nearly all the riders were young, good looking and in fantastic shape.
Unlike most first-time riders of this spectacular road, she didn't shudder; instead she leaned far over for a better view, rattling a litany of praises.