Second Road Trip Report and Photo Essay

What an incredible week.

Thank you for reading my second road trip report. Traveling across America with my son Maxx! Still no fishing, so I hope it’s worth your time!

Monday Maxx and I left Amarillo. Before heading west we made a detour to visit Palo Duro Canyon, the country’s second largest canyon, in a state park south of Amarillo.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We drove through and then took the dogs for a walk. Pretty spectacular way to spend a morning, any time.

We then headed back to I-40, hoping to make Albuquerque. The sky was cloudless most of the way, but the wind was howling. We’re carrying a canoe. Several times we had to stop and tighten the tie-down lines, something I rarely need to do. We made it to Albuquerque without any major incidents, though.

Dinner was at a mom-and-pop Mexican restaurant. There are 215 Mexican restaurants in Albuquerque! The menu was in Spanish, the proprietors from Oaxaca. I had a chicken breast in mole sauce, it was the best I’ve had. Hooray for mom and pop!

Tuesday morning we went to the Petroglyph National Monument and took a brisk (temperature-wise) hike with the dogs, checking out the basalt boulders along the way.

 

 

 

Hundreds of years ago native Americans etched hundreds of figures onto some of the rock faces here. They were most likely not thinking of me coming along with a camera. Along the way we saw a few jackrabbits and several road runners. Neither of us had ever seen one, pretty neat.

Then it was back into the car. Poor Bruce is still in the cat carrier. He uses us for bounce toys while we try to sleep, though.

In the afternoon we stopped at Petrified Forest National Park. It was cold, about 40 degrees. It was windy, 25 with gusts. In spite of this we went on another hike with the dogs into the Blue Mesa Badlands.

 

 

We were looking at fossil logs of trees that grew during the Triassic. If we weren’t freezing our buns off it would have been super enjoyable. As it was it was still very cool. I’d like to return when the weather was nicer.

Wednesday turned out to be quite the interesting day. First we stopped at Jim Gray’s Petrified Wood Company  in Holbrook, Arizona. It ought to be called the Petrified Wood Superstore. It’s a museum, art gallery, furniture store, and rock shop all rolled into one. You can spend a few cents or tens of thousands of dollars here, on the coolest stuff you will ever see. If you can’t check out the store, check out the photos.

 

 

 

After that we drove west, stopping at the meteor crater west of Flagstaff. Admission for an adult is $22. Twenty-two bucks to see a hole in the ground? Heck yes, and well worth it, too. Again, it’s a museum. And the crater almost defies description. I was not prepared for how vast it was.

 

Then it was back in the car, heading west.

At Kingman we got off I-40 and took Route 66, stopping at Oatman, an old gold mining town gone tourist trap. It’s a tourist trap done right, a town with both character and burros, lots of burros.

 

 

 

Then it was back in the car to Needles, California. We crossed the Colorado River and now are in the Golden State. The price of gasoline jumped almost two dollars a gallon.

Thursday we traversed the Mojave Desert National Monument, stopping briefly at Kelso Dunes and then again at Teutonia Peak, up which we hiked. The cacti and Joshua trees were magnificent. They thrive in such a tough environment, and they are beautiful besides.

 

 

 

 

When we finished our hike we drove to Bakersfield and then to Porterville, arriving at about 2000 hours, pretty beat. We spent the night there.

Friday we took the day off from driving and went hiking off of CA 190, in Giant Sequoia National Monument. Those trees are the most majestic and magnificent things I have ever seen. I cannot believe anyone would cut them down. People who would do that worship money way more than they worship God.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We went to see the Stagg Tree, the fifth largest tree on the planet, estimated to be 3000 years old. I don’t know how to photograph something like that, that begins to do it justice, particularly with the little point-and-shoot camera I’m carrying on this trip. I hugged the giant for a long time, tears running from my eyes. It was quite literally a religious experience. I am not worthy…

We dined at a little Vietnamese restaurant. The ambiance was not there, but the food was delicious, outstanding, something we needed after the past couple dinners!

And that’s my second road trip report and photo essay. Thanks for reading it!

Life is great and I love my work!

Every day is a blessing. Don’t waste it- Go Fishing!

John Kumiski, author of Fishing Florida by Paddle- An Angler’s Guide
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