Wednesday, August 18, 2004

On The Road Day #2: Rt 66

[Note: While traveling my daughter and I will experiment with using this journal to communicate TO Patti through her visitors. MS symptoms impair Patti’s ability to use a personal computer. It’s all part of the adaptations involved in ‘living with MS’ ]


Thought we would never get out of Vegas though a comedy of errors exclusively mine that kept delaying our departure.

Once on the road and over the Hoover Dam we jumped off the Interstate and onto ol’ legendary Rt. 66. "You can get your kicks on Rt. 66".

The Interstate era has left the road abandon and kind of spooky. Driving the mountain terrain was stressful with continuous S-curves with no shoulders nor guard rails.

At the summit we pulled over and hiked up to an overlook where we found a boulder emblazoned with "Dead Men Tell No Tales". After a bit more looking around we found several crosses and small home made family shrines on the mountainside for those who have died on that section of Rt. 66. Markers honored an 80 yr old couple, a family of four, a 39 yr old biker and more who lost their lives on the "dead man’s curves" of Rt. 66.

Little did we know that was just the beginning of strange. We soon watched road runners race along the road, a town half out of the distant and recent past suddenly appear, a mule wandering down Rt. 66 stopping to nurse it’s young, a desert oasis, a desert thunderstorm and even rarer desert rainbow.

We returned to the Interstate just as the light of day was fading. With a safe road within sight we stopped to watch sunset over the desert before continuing our quest for the London Bridge in the Arizona Desert.

We crossed the London Bridge a little after dark and checked in for night #2.

Only in America can you leave an artificial Paris in the morning and end up driving across a reconstructed London Bridge by night. <grin.

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