Goodbye Arizona
Many nights I slept with this road sign to keep me company
From New Year’s eve in the desert near Havasuu City to the greater Phoenix area, national forests and parks, state parks, and truck stops… I’ve seen a lot of what Arizona has to offer during my month of January in Arizona. I have even followed along much of old Route 66 through Arizona, although not driving directly on it too many miles (too rough).
The moon gives me a farewell wink on my final night in Arizona
I have not been feeling any rush to leave Arizona, but the road kept sliding under the van until I reached New Mexico on Jan 24th. My final night in Arizona was parked just of I-40 on a secluded off-ramp, but Arizona gave me a pretty sunset and moon to remember it by.
My 3-year long love/hate relationship with New Mexico started with a dirt road outside Las Cruces that caused my first mechanical failure in all my miles of road-tripping. The next year, just outside Roswell New Mexico, my second ever mechanical failure. And in both cases Las Cruces has been my savior… just limping into town to find a parts store to make on the fly repairs.
Always at least one in sight; My lifeline to my work
I learned last year that, while I have always felt New Mexico was one f-ugly woman… a few beers down the chute and she transforms into a wonderful, welcoming, and not-so-bad-to-look at state. In fact, there is a lot of beauty here, you just have to look past the trash along the Interstate.
