We live in a wonderful world that is full of beauty, charm, and adventure. There is no end to the adventures we can have if only we seek them with our eyes open.
When Mike and I were in Italy in January, we decided that we would take a road trip in July to avoid the excessive heat in Las Vegas. We had planned to drive to Ohio first and then Florida with a number of stops along the way. My health problems put an end to those plans, but when I started to feel better in September, we decided that if I continued to be okay, we’d take that trip for the holidays.
Fast-forward to today, and we’re in the midst of another epic cross-country trip. The long drive is not new to either one of us. By my count, since 1987, I’ve driven east-west or west-east 12 times, and Mike is close behind at nine. Let me be honest and tell you that it can be a huge pain in the you-know-what (literally and figuratively). Traveling the width of this country, though, always gives me pause as I watch the world through the car window. The diverse beauty of the mountains and the plains, the hills and the plateaus, the rivers and the lakes never ceases to amaze me.
Yesterday, we drove from Las Vegas through Arizona and New Mexico to Santa Rosa. We’ve arrived in Little Rock tonight after traveling the rest of New Mexico, the Texas panhandle, Oklahoma, and Arkansas. Let me show you a little of Arizona. Please note that I took the photos with my new iPhone through the car window as we were traveling 75 mph, so they may be a little pixelated.
Many people don’t realize that there are mountains in Arizona. Humphrey’s peak, the snow-covered mountain in the photo above, is the highest peak in the state coming in at 12, 633 feet. It’s about 10 miles north of Flagstaff and is part of an ancient volcanic range.
The vast open spaces in Arizona are just amazing, but it’s sad to see how little the local governments do to take care of the signs and businesses on the interstate.
I should have studied geology. I am so taken with rock formations. If you look that photo on the top right and the one on the bottom left, the rocks are across the highway from each other. Why are the ones on the south so rugged while the ones on the north so smooth?
The Little Dude refused to stay in the backseat. I’m not wild about having him sit on my lap as it is not safe, but I finally gave in. He promptly fell asleep with his head on the dashboard. (Please do not lecture me about the dangers. I know them.)
We’ll be searching for a doggy seat belt tomorrow.
TOMORROW: New Mexico and Texas