Saturday, February 27, 2010

Standing on a Corner in Winslow, AZ

Trying not to let the sound of our own wheels drive us crazy, we pulled into Winslow, AZ. Wasn't much of a town. We saw one girl in a flatbed Ford. Taking it easy, Wayne stood on a corner before we left.



Before Winslow, it had been a harrowing morning. During the Sedona tour of the Broken Arrow red cliffs, I slipped off a cliff. Clumsy me. There I was hanging by my fingernails. Had it not been for the quick reaction of our tour guide, I would have surely fallen to my death. All I could think ofwas, "what will my devoted blogees do now?"



The remainder of the day was uneventful yet memorable. After leaving the red cliffs of Sedona, we headed for Flagstaff and the Petrified Forest. The route out of Sedona was another steep climb along a narrow road covered in falling rocks. We climbed thousands of feet and watched the Arizona cypresses give way to Ponderosa Pines and snow. As we approached Flagstaff we found ourselves atop a plateau that stretched for hundreds of miles, flat and vast. Slowly those high plains changed to desert. We stopped in Holbrook, AZ for the night and will tour the Petrified Forest tomorrow before heading to Santa Fe.



A very rocky video of a very rocky trip.