Seligman was all we were promised... they take Route 66 seriously HERE!
Out of Kingman we had this to look forward to...a hard drive up through the Black Mountains and then....the Mojave desert!
This roadrunner seemed to be just posing for us! Unfortunately, Cold Springs is closed on Wednesdays and Thursdays so we didn't get to go in.
The Black Mountains were rough... I had a hard time imagining how old 30s cars made it up these roads... After the museum i thought often about those beat up cars, ready to fall apart. All along the road there were crosses. I wonder if they were from then or earlier?
I can't imagine how the pioneers and after them the people running from the dirty 30s felt, after coming through the Black Mountains and descending to see the green around the river, to see this stretching out before them... and mountains... more mountains to cross ahead.
If you decide to drive Route 66 in California... do, but buy a book! They let you know you're on the right road very well.... but there are no signs to get you there!
All along the road under the moon were the skeletons of days gone by.... moments in time frozen. I have a hard time imaging people just packing up and leaving... I doubt that i would be able to make myself do it. walk away from a lifetime of memories...
I think i found the real road last night... the mother road.... driving along this stretch of california as the sun was going down and the moon was rising...it all felt real. Not like some stage set, but real! It was sort of spiritual in ways. It reminded me of being 10.... i think the road has been left alone, not repaved, not moved... just as it was when it closed... but later!