After a fairly sleepless night in the Walmart parking lot in Gallup, New Mexico, we set out. It was 6:30 am and we intended to make Quartzsite, Arizona. We gained an hour crossing the border into Arizona.
We were surprised that we
were in Flagstaff, Arizona by 10:00 am. We were also surprised that there were
mountains, lots of mountains between Flagstaff and Phoenix. Up huge hills, and
down the other side, over and over again cut into our good
Doug and I found the signs
going up and down these high hills quite humorous. The person making the signs
must have been quite a chatty person.
We had mapped out a route
that would avoid Phoenix completely and boy did that ever help. Route 303
skirts just the edge of Phoenix and takes you around to Surprize, and then
Buckeye and then Route 85 drops you down to Gila Bend in no time. Quick lunch
at McDonald’s in Gila Bend and on to Yuma.
Doug was so tired. We’d been
on the road 10 hours with just two little breaks. We made our usual spot at the
Bureau of Land Management grounds at Pilot Knob in time for our first Arizona
sunset. We are all alone out here but that’s fine. We need the