Friday, December 23, 2011

Fortress of Solitude










Petrified Forest National Park, Arizona

After a genuinely treacherous drive across an only recently re-opened I-40 -- we're talking snow and ice everywhere and wind gusts pushing the car all over the place -- I crossed the Arizona border around 3:30PM MT or so. After that, made a bee-line for the Petrified Forest, which, next to the Grand Canyon, is about the closest you can get to actually seeing the face of a benevolent god on this planet. These pictures don't even begin to do it justice. Not by a long shot. Tonight I'm staying in my own private wigwam, compliments of the legendary Wigwam Motel on old Route 66 in Holbrook, AZ. You know something? It's damn cozy. Time for dinner and a cold beer.




Stats:

Left Albuquerque, NM at 11:00AM MT, arrived in Holbrook, AZ at 5:28PM MT. 2,398 total miles traveled.

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Train -- Something More

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3 comments:

Katy said...

Politics aside, I love Arizona. I can't help myself. I just feel renewed every time I visit, which optimally is once a year. I have my own road trip Grand Canyon story, approaching at sunset, listening to Beck (Odelay), on the path to my road trip wedding two days later. Now I'm all wistful.

Anonymous said...

You are in my part of the country. I live in Kingman which is the last stop before Las Vegas on this route.

MataHari said...

Hi Chez,
I live about 45 minutes West of those Wigwams and I've always wanted to see the inside of one!
Thanks for coming on thru' AZ, my hometown, and have a safe rest of your trip and a damn good time! Your pictures were beautiful.