The wind picked up, so to speak, knocking me around the highway while I nosed the bago north out of Kingman. I was disturbed in that funny way that means I don’t know why I’m disturbed. Usually wind means cleaner air, but here it means heavy dust and sand – sometimes it makes me feel slightly nauseous or drunk or sick. Today, the sun is shining, the dust is still dusty and there is a cool little restaurant at the campground next door where the dogs and I can sit on the balcony overlooking Lake Havasu.
Getting here involved driving through the Arizona State Joshua Tree Forest – neat-o – we loved it. This photo was taken in a canyon off the highway – I would have walked all the way in, but the dogs gave out on me. I think they are getting foot sore – at least thorn sore. This was one of the prettiest hikes I’ve taken all winter just because it was so remote and this outstanding fortress of rock was in front of me – I brought many rocks back with me.
We left Bob’s front yard and the parrot Herm and the 2 doggies. I saw some of the prettiest antique glass on the planet. What a fantastic person Bob is and interesting. He was born in Phoenix as was his father. None of them saw the northern Scottsdale development coming or they would have bought that land for a few dollars an acre!
I finally finished the new Elizabeth George – not up to her standards – a good read but way way way too many unnecessary details of set. I started speed reading just to get through it. I’ve started a new author, for me: Julian Barnes – more philosophical and less plot driven than George.
Now it’s on to Nevada.
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