Left Phoenix on time met Jan in Chino Valley and got on the road. North on 89 to old 66 towards Kingman. As we were driving down the road I noticed several contrails from jets in an otherwise clear blue sky. I thought about the people inside those metal tubes with there knees in someones back looking at the world via a half inch thick ten inch high plastic window while breathing recycled air.
I hope they were going somewhere exotic but most were probably engaged in more mundane activities. I then looked around, wide open spaces, the feel the wind, the sound of the engine, wow what a way to travel.
The saying is really true "It's not the destination, it's the journey".
Drove over the Hoover Dam with the bridge under construction not sure how long it will still be open.
Stopped for the night in Pawrump, NV they didn't even have paved roads until the sixties now they have a Best Western and several brothels!
Chuck
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It's only just begun (again!), but I love reading about your adventures! It also becomes clearer and clearer why your son is majoring in English Lit. (minus the grammar and spelling...ha! ha! Love ya, Dad!)
If it's such a great way to travel, why can't I have one?!?!
Enjoy the open road!! Love you!
How do you know they have several brothels??? Not on the trip agenda.....And no, Genna, you can not have a motorcycle. Your brother already gave me extra gray hairs!!!! Am catching up on the trip log. Love, me
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