Day 15 - Henderson, Nevada to Home

Well, all good trips must come to an end and the end of this trip started at 5:35. I'm beginning to think it's always dark at that hour. Anyway, there was an IHOP next door and since I have many Pancoins with which to buy Barb free pancakes, that was our first stop.

Staying in Henderson put us South of Las Vegas and that gave us pretty light traffic. The new Interstate 11 is a great drive. Currently only in Nevada, it will someday extend from Nogales, Arizona to the Canadian border. With environmental groups jumping in with lawsuits progress has slowed. Construction started in 2015 and 54 miles have been completed.

Most of the day was spent on Highway 93, with the first 25 or so miles being very scenic. After that, not so much. We were surprised to see an actual Starbucks at the Terrible's White Hills Roadhouse, in White Hills, Arizona. We passed and continued to Kingman, Arizona for Starbucks and a little walk around.

After a short drive on Interstate 40, continued on 93 to Wickenburg, Arizona. Hoping for the best, there are signs on this section of 93 announcing it will be part of Interstate 11. Wishful thinking say I.

At Wickenburg we contined on US 60 to Loop 303 and then out the Parkway to home, where we were greated with a 112 degree tempreture. Fortunetly, we had an App on our phone to crank up the AC after leaving Henderson.

All in all, it was a great two weeks. Barb's 60th reunion was a lot of fun and we got to visit with a few good friends in Redmond. The California and Oregon coasts treated us to seafood and we filled an ice chest with some Oregon treats.

270.7 miles today and 3446.7 miles for the trip.

Day 14 - Carson City, Nevada to Henderson, Nevada

Well, we were both very tired yesterday and headed for bed about 7:45. Strangely, we were up at 4:30, dressed and had loaded the car by 5:05. By the way, it's dark at that time. Stopped at Ron's place, Starbucks and Shell for fuel and headed East on Highway 50.

Initially, the drive was easy, in spite of the darkness. Apparently not a lot of people are up at that hour. A short ways down the highway the sun started to rise in the East. I had forgotton about that bit of nighttime vs daytime until cresting a hill and being blinded by a large yellow orb.

Today's warning signs included cattle, horses, angry bulls, big horn sheep, mules (maybe donkeys, I don't know the difference) all on or near the roadway. Travel today took us past three military instalations. Fallon Naval Air Station, home of Top Gun, the Navy's premier air combat training facility. Hawthrone Army Depot is a 147,000 acre ammunation storage facility. Creech Air Force base from where pilots remotely fly drones such as the MQ-9 Raaper.

Most of our time today saw spent on Highway 95, which is home to many small towns. There's not much that can be said about most. The Angel's Lady Brothel stands out on the North side of Beatty. Although closed in 2014, the sign remains prominent beside the highway. Goldfield hosts the International Car Forest, where 29 cars are planted vertically in the ground. We have not visited, nor do we intend to, so no photos of the forest. Amargosa Valley offers up the Area 51 Alien Center. I offer up this photo as proof of its existance.

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And now for today's excitment. About 3:30 in the afternoon, we were doing about 70 MPM (in a 70 MPH zone) on a good two lane highway, when i noticed an oncoming car in my lane. The car was trying to pass a semi, but had no chance of doing so before meeting the Jeep head-on. My inital reaction was hitting the brakes hard and beginning a move toward the right shoulder. Things got a bit dicey when the other car also headed toward the same shoulder. I quickly corrected and moved back into my lane and watched as the other passed by noisily on the gravel. The whole incident was captured on the dash cam. The dash cam is a little over a year old and has captured three incidents.

The rest of the drive was uneventful, except for the traffic in Las Vegas and Henderson. Tomorrow we haed home.

455.7 miles today.

Day 13 - Redmond, Oregon to Carson City, Nevada

Long day (for us) so we were up early and off to Ron's and Starbucks for fuel. This is exactly the stops we made in August, 2017, when we left Oregon for our new home in Arizona.

Once in town, we headed South on Highway 97 through Bend and down to just past La Pine, Oregon. The route taken by most would be Highway 97 to Klamath Falls, Oregon and then Susanville, California. We choose to take the road less traveled. Just past La Pine we took Highway 31 through Summer Lake and and Paisley to Highway 395 at Valley Falls. This has always been a great 120 mile drive to avoid traffic, especially trucks. Today I passed no one and was only passed four times. Two pickup trucks, a BMW and an Audi were the speeders.

After entering California at New Pine Creek (yes, that's a town), we stopped at the Java Doc in Alturas, California for more fuel and then took the Standish Cutoff, avoiding Susanville and saving time. From there it was Highway 395 through Reno, Nevada, to our overnight in Carson City, Nevada.

Only a few things to mention today:

From our turn after La Pine to the outskits of Reno there were cattle. Lots of cattle. Large herds and small herds. Cattle on the move and cattle at rest.

In the small town of Silver Lake, Oregon, is the Cowboy Dinner Tree restaurant. There are only two choices on the menu, both of which come with salad, rolls and cowboy beans. The two choices are a 30 ounce cowboy cut top sirloin or a whole roasted chicken. That's it. We made the two and a half hour drive from Redmond twice. You don't get a take out box here, you bring an ice chest.

Rest stops were few and far inbetween and only one was decent. Expecting the same tomorrow.

This was a quiet 455.7 miles day and we really needed a quite drive. Tomorrow we overnight in Henderson, Nevada.

Day 12 - Around Redmond, Oregon

Out and headed for breakfast at 7:20. Went to The Original Pancake House again for two reasons. First, a great breakfast, with the best extra crispy bacon. Yes Steve, this is the best you can find.

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Second, we wanted to say hi to Crystal, one of the servers we have known for many years. It was good to see her and her daughter, who is now working there.

Next we took one of our old time drives to Prineville, Oregon. A 26 mile drive, which was added to by taking back country roads. Beautiful farmland, with a lot of cattle, a few sheep and lots of hay. If we were younger, a lot younger, ten acres would be perfect.

Stopped for a Starbucks before heading up Highway 27, along the Crooked River. The Crooked is a tailwater fishery and I did most of my fly fishing there a few hundred yards below Bowman Dam. This is a very pretty drive, with the river in view most of the time. Some views are just better than others.

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This view is from the top of Bowman Dam. That little white dot is some guy fly fishing my spot.

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Leaving the Crooked River behind, we headed West and I was able to get this photo. This is Broken Top mountain, which I mentioned yesterday as being appropiately named. And yes it is.

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We continued to Bend to finish our grocery shopping. First up was Market Of Choice, where we picked up three packages of Carlton Farms sausage and some marionberry muffins for breakfast tomorrow. The sausages are very, very good and available only in Oregon, so we stockup when visiting. Next was Newport Market, where Barb scored a couple of jars of Marionberry Preserves. Like the sausage, Marionberries are an Oregon product, so they are also on our list.

We went around and around most of the day on where to have dinner. Many possibilities were put forward, reviewed, debated and discarded. By 3:30 we were faced with the possibility of starvation. In truth, we probably could have lasted a few days, but with a full day drive ahead Barb finally in desperation suggested Baldies BBQ. Having eaten at Baldies many times in a past life, it received a unanimous vote in favor and we were off. Two BBQ pork sandwitches (one with slaw the other with toast) later we were back in our room getting packed to head home.

225 miles today.

Day 11 - Around Redmond, Oregon

Slept in a little today, so didn't leave till about 7:44. Coffee and a split bagel for breakfast at the hotel and then a real coffee from Starbucks. Safeway gave us two more bottles of Portland Ketchup, one destined for a friend at home. There are still several food items on the grocery list that are only available in Oregon.

Taking a drive around Redmond, we were amazed at the growth. Population sign says over 38,000 hardy, which is 15,000 plus more then when we arrived in 2004. Downtown had added a number of new restaurants to feed the growing population.

At 10;00 we headed back to Eagel Crest for brunch with long time friends, who were neighbors for many years. Good time catching up since our last visit in 2023.

After lunch were took a drive out highway 126 to Sisters, Oregon, for a look around. The best I can remember is it's still a good tourist town. Back to Bend on Highway 20, I remembered a Mountain View Point and stopped to offer up the tollowing.

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These are the Three Sisters Mountains. They are named, from left to right, South Sister, Middle Sister and North Sister. At some point in time, creativity was lacking in those tasked with naming mountains. Nearby are Broken Top and Three Fingered Jack, mountains with appropriate names.

Two reasons for taking Highway 20 back. First, a stop at Riverhouse Lodge for a Bloody Mary. This is a must for us every time in town. Super Bloody Mary and nice view overlooking the Deschutes River. Second, another must stop at Bargreen Ellingson Restaurant Supply for box of food grade gloves. Both were accomplished.

Back in Redmond we took an early dinner at Diego's Spirited Kitchen, a favorite while living in and after leaving Redmond. Coconut Prawns appetizer and followed by Chicken Fajitas made a great meal as usual. Diego's has always been a go to restaurant for us.

Last item on our to do list today was a visit with a very, very good friend Phyllis. Always fun to sit down with a wonderful lady.

Tomorrow we have a full day,including taking a favorite drive in the country and grocery shopping.

92.5 miles today.

Day 10 - Sandy, Oregon to Redmond, Oregon

Up and on our way at 7:11. First stop Safeway for a Starbucks and pastry. Second stop a closed weigh station for breakfast.

Three ways to get to Redmond: Continue on Highway 26, through Hood River and The Dalles or through Maupin. Hood has too much traffic, The Dalles is to out of the way, so we took the Wapinita Highway to Maupin and then Highway 197 to Madras.

Madres is a small town on the Deschutes River. It has a really great fly shop and there is a lot of rafting done on this part of the river.

Deschutes River from the bridge at Maupin

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First stop in redmond was the Original Pancake House for late breakfast/lunch combinatin. When living in Redmond, this was the breakfast place for us. They have by far the best bacon ever, which they say comes out of Montana. Next up was a trip out to the Terrebonne Pioneer Cemetery. We had hoped to see the grave of our very good friend Neil, who recently passed away, but both gates were locked and neither of us felt like climbing the fence.

Since it was close by, we drove over to Smith Rocks. This is a very rugged area for climbing and hiking. And it is not easy for either. These photos are the start of the hiking trail.

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Crooked River below Smith Rocks

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After a stop at Fred Meyer to pick up some much needed water we explored (sometimes called just driving around) old haunts in Redmond waiting for our room to be ready. Needing to lighten up a little on our eating, we split a good club sandwitch.

Tomorrow we have a pretty full day visiting friends and taking care of a little personal business.

218.7 miles today.

Day 9 - Around Sandy, Oregon

Sleeping much later than usual (and better), we had breakfast and then off to Fred Meyer to pick a bottle of wine for tonight. Took a drive West on Mount Hood Highway and then up McCabe Road to where Barb lived growing up. Her old home has been torn down and a new one built. Lots of change when you come back sixty years later. Then it was hanging out till the 1:00 start time of the gathering.

The reunion get together turned out great. Lots of pictures from days gone by and many people Barb didn't recognize. Great layout of food and lots of conversation. Fun time. Later after class photos were taken a number of us adjoured to the bar for a little liquid enjoyment and more old times.

Back at the motel, we are preparing for a little get togehter later on. Since I will probably not make it back in time to finish this entry, I will post it and that's all for today.

Tomorrow we head to Redmond, Oregon for a three day visit.

31.1 miles today.

Day 8 - Lake Oswego, Oregon to Sandy, Oregon

Up and on the road at 7:48. First stop about a hundred yards away at a one of the nicest Chick-Fil-A we have ever seen. A couple of great breakfast sandwiches and then a stop for gas. Still had ninety plus miles left, so only got 528.3 on this tank.

South on Interstate 5, then North on Interstate 205 to Foster Road. A right turn there took us to Willamette National Cemetery. We visited with Barb's folks and drove past were two uncles are buried. This is a very beautiful setting and if we still lived in Oregon this is were we would be buried, but we aready have reservation at the National Memorial Cemetery of Arizona.

We got to Sandy way too early, like about five hours too early. Stopped at Fred Meyer, walked the aisles to get some steps in and left with a bottle of Portland Ketchup (very, very good ketchup) and a pack of razors. Next up was Cliftside Cemetery to visit with a number of Barb's aunts, uncles and grandparents. One must remember Barb was raised in this part of Oregon (on a strawberry farm) and had lots of relatives around.

In an effort to waste more time we stopped at a Subway and split a six inch sub for lunch and then drove out to Mountain View Golf Course, where the reunion will be tomorrow. Back at the motel we still had a half hour, but what the heck we have nothing but time.

Been to a little gathering with a few of Barb's classmates. Too late at night and too much wine. To be continued.

Well, that was a fun evening. Started off having dinner with some of Barb's old high school friends and then the group moved to one of the participants room at the motel. Old friends Wine, Jack Daniels, Blue Label and others also joined in. For obvious reasons, nearly all the conversation centered on classmates. Many questions about the past were answered, while a few were left hanging. Since this was the 60th reunion, there was some talk of who was no longer with them. All in all a good time.

A short 29 miles today.

Day 7 - Florence, Oregon to Lake Oswego, Oregon

Up and on the road at XXX. Our plan was to have breakfast at the Old World Gingerbread Village in Mapleton, Oregon. Been there serveral times and good food. Barb checked their webpage and they would open at 7:00. Perfect. Made the 35 minute drive up the Siuslaw River to find "Closed" and "For Sale" signs. So we made the one hour plus drive through the small towns, and I do mean small, of Rainrock, Deadwood and Low Pass to Ron's in Junctiom City, Oregon. And to make matter worse, no Starbucks for nearly two hours.

Today must be plowing day in the Willamette Valley. Everywhere dust billowing high into the air as farmers prepared the land for the next crop. We did see quite a bit of corn growing and other green stuff we couldn't identify.

Once on Interstate 5 North, we found traffic has increased considerably since we left the West side of the mountains thirty years ago. We were too early to check in, so headed to Washington Square for a little window shopping and scored a box of peanut brittle from See's Candy for the drive home from Redmond.

Did manage to check in early. On the sixth floor of the Hilton Garden Inn and the view is nothing but green trees. Light green, dark green, pine trees, maple trees and no cactus. If it wasn't for the taxes, crime, politics and rain we could live here.

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I want to mention something a litle strange that happened a couple of days ago. I'm stopped looking at the giant Paul Bunyon when a guy pulls up beside where I'm parked. We staart talking and when he says he is traveling I asked from where. He says Arizona. I say that's where I live. He says Buckeye. I say me too and in Sun City Festival. He says me too. Turns out we live a couple of blocks apart. That in the middle of nowhere California.

Dinner was at John Barleycorns pub, which is one of many McMenamins pubs in Oregon and Washington. We had a great visit With our son Jeff and daughter-in-law Anita and finally had a no seafood meal.

Tomorrow we are off to Sandy, Oregon, for Barb's 60th high school reunion.

Day 6 - Around Florence, Oregon

Off to the Brown Hen for breakfast at 6:43 for what will probably be our only meal there. Then a quick stop at Safeway for some cold medicine (just in case) and a Starbucks.

When we travel there will be a houskeeping day every so often. A housekeeping day may be doing a load of wash, getting a haircut, an oil change for the car or shopping for something we forgot to pack. Today it was doing load of wash and the cold medicine. We opted for the 37th Street Coin Laundry & Shower, which had some pretty hefty equipmant.

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This guy is about five feet tall and takes in quarters like a slot machine. His big brother The Dryer consumes a quarter every four minutes. This is a hungry pair and there are about forty of them. While you clothes are being taken care of you can shower at the rate of four dollars for eight minutes. No charge for the towel.

Lunch was back at Driftwood Shores and for once wasn't seafood. A really good trukey wrap was a nice change, but I suspect we will be looking at fish and chip's for dinner. Right now, Barb is resting and I'm writing.

Well, it was back to Moe's, where we shared fish and chips. I added a cup of clam chowder and Black Butte Porter (thanks Jeff for reminding me of that oil spill.) After dinner Barb forced me to Dairy Queen so she could have a cone. Oh, and I had a Butterfinger Blizzard. Back at the hotel we did some packing for heading for an overnight in Lake Oswego, OR.

Sunset on the Oregon coast

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55.7 miles today.

Day 5 - Eureka, California to Florence, Oregon

On the road at 6:46, After a quick breakfast at the motel. Managed four blocks down Highwaay 101 before stopping at Starbucks to fuel up.

I checked CALTRANS last night for road work on 101 and found five projects. Worries were for naught, as delays were minimal. However, the two areas where it looked like the roadbed had fallen away may have been exciting for Southbound drivers.

Light fog or low clouds, I don't know which, hung around for a few hours and then mostly sunny for the rest of the day. Temperatures hung out in the 60's, with wind going from mild to screw your hat on.

Yesterday I was pretty bummed for missing a certain road with a very big Redwood tree. Thought I had another shot at it today, but it was truly missed. Anyway, we ended up dong a drive through Prairie Creek Redwood State Park and got to see some really large old trees. Not the largest tree, but at least big.

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And speaking of big things, how about this at the Trees of Mystery.

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Driving either North of South on Highway 101, we always plan to hit Port Orford at 11:45 to be first (or at least third) in iine for the 12:00 opening of The Crazy Norwegian's Fish & Chips. Some of the best ever. Alas, Crazy is closed on Tuesdays. While I drove, Barb worked Google and found the The Wheelhouse & Crowsnest in Bandon, Oregon. Today it became our new goto lunch stop on the coast. Barb had some of the best Fish & Chips (not armor plated like the other night), while I worked my through some pan fried oysters. We shared a bowl of good as Barb's clam chowder.

At the moment, while I'm writing the blog I'm also following the news on the possible tsunami. Usually this wouldn't be a concern, but this is the view from the deck where we will be staying to two days.

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Anyway, we made it to Florence and after checking in headed down to the waterfrot for a walkaround. A quick trip through Kitchen Klutter identified a few items for purchase tomorrow and then hit Moe's for a little dinner and with that our day ended.

Tomorrow we spend the day around Florence.

286.7b miles today.

Day 4 - Rohnert Park to Eureka, California

On the road at 6:43, for a short 10 minute drive to Santa Rosa. There we paid a visit to Ron's Place and Starbucks to fuel up for another day.

Continuing North on Highway 101 Vinyards once again dominated the landscape, some covering multiple acres while others were no larger than a home lot. Eventually necessary growing conditions must have given out and cattle took over. A dairy made us suspect there were more cattle than met the eye.

After living in Arizona for the last eight years, it was easy on the eyes to see trees. Big green trees and lots of them. Before reaching Garberville, we passed through the Richardson Grove of Redwood trees, which is the start of the really big trees. Later we left Highway 101 to drive the Avenue of the Giants. Big trees, very impressive.

Leaving early and a short drive got us to Eureka before noon. Way too early. Barb found a place for lunch, so we backtracked a few miles to Gills By The Bay, out on King Salmon Slough. The owner could be named Gill, but if the name was chosen because it's a seafood restaurant then I say well done! Barb had clam chowder, while I had to make do with some really good deep fried oysters.

Still early, we took a little drive and stopped for gas before heading for our over night stay. With several gallons left, did 571.6 miles since last filled, so happy with the mileage the Jeep is getting. And again $4.99 a gallon.

Dinner tonight was at Cafe Waterfront, where we have dined several times before. As in the past, transportation to and from was by limo, which comes with the Best Western, where we stay. Barb had a really great shrimp Louie, while I opted for a half dozens Kumamoto oysters on the half shell and shrimp scampi. All was excellent. Can't wait to get home and diet.

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Tomorrow we are off to Florence, Oregon for two days.

Day 3 - Paso Robles to Rohnert Park, California

Well, today started very, very early. Ask me sometime and I'll tell you about our stay in Paso Robles. Yesterday I forgot to mention filling up with gas in Paso Robles. Bad news $4.99 gallon. Good news we drove 611.8 miles on the first tank. Now to day 3.

We drove off shrouded in fog. Not enough to cause trouble driving, but enough to keep the wipers working. After liberatng a mocha from the freindly barista we headed North on highway 101. This is wine country, but what is visable is grapes. Vinyards stretch for miles and miles in all directions. Some are will tended, pruned and weed free. Others not so much. I'll take my wine from the first group.

Down the highway we passed Camp Roberts. Currently an Army reserve base, it was an Army training center during WW II. It was there that Barb's dad met Red Skelton, while they were being introduced to life "Army Style."

Further on vinyards gave way to conventional farming. Various shades of green spread out from both sides of the highway. Of the many crops, we think we were able to identify one. It was cabbage, maybe.

Those darn pump jacks showed up again, while every once in awhile a wind turbine or two appeared.

We did notice today quite a difference between the way some people live. In the vinyards and wineries, we saw mostly large beautiful homes, while in the farmland there were mostly small modest homes. I suppose that's like comparing a $30.00 bottle of Pinot and a $1.29 head of Bibb lettuce.

GPS said we would arrive for our overnight in Rohnert before noon, which is way too early. So, leaving the Lady in the Dash behind, we took Interstate 280 North and then West on State Route 92 to Half Moon Bay. Heading North on State Route 1, we were back in the fog again, but not enough to keep the Pacific Ocean from view.

Back on Interstate 280 and then State Route 1, we were slowed by stop and go traffic in San Francisco, before crossing the Golden Gate Bridge. From there it was pretty much an easy drive into Rohnert Park. We were able to check in early and then had lunch at Sourdough & Company.

There was a question as to where to eat dinner tonight. Choices were the restaurant here at the hotel or XX. Hotel had a big advantage because we didn't have to drive and they had fish and chips. The XX had a big advantage because they had fish and chips and a bunch of other great choices, like oysters. Unfortunently the hotel won out. Barb had Caesar salad with chicken, while I had the fish and chips. My meal was horrible. The batter was a very dark brown and thick. Had to cut it with a knife. Barb's was ok, except the chicken was in big chunks instead of slices. When the watress asked how everything was, I told it was the worst fish and chips I had ever had. The fish should have a light coating of batter rather than armor. She apparently conferred with someone above her pay grade and our meal was no charge. I did leave her a good tip.

Good day for driving, only 277.8 miles. Tomorrow we are off to Eureka, California.

Day 2 - Barstow, California to Paso Robles, California

After a quick breakfast at the hotel, which was excellent for a change, we were on the road at 7:19. First stop was about two blocks down the road for a Starbucks, then it was onto Interstate 15 for a short time beforea taking State 58 West.

State 58 is a lonely highway, especialy since then new relocated highway skirts small towns like Boron and Kramer Junction. Lots of open space, with only an occasional dwelling showing up. I just can't understand how anyone can live out in the middle of the dessert with nothing around and miles from stores. But, then I've never had thoughts of becomming a hermit.

Nearing Mojave we began to see in the distance the start of California's triumphant Green Energy Save The World project. The first to show up were the wind turbins. Dozens, no hundreds of them crawling across the the Tehachapi Mountains. Some turning, some not turning (laggards) and some tuning at different speeds (which seemed odd.) Once down the west side of the mountains the solar farms started. Determined to surpass the turbins, they spread in all directions. Once past Bakersfield there was a forrest of pump jacks, which should be scorned and banned from the earth.

Interstate 5 took us North to Lost Hills, which apparently had been found because there it was. Continuing West, we reached our not quite final destination, which was Eberle Winery. We tasted a few, bought a few and met Matt, who normally ships wine, but today was in charge of BBQ. Barb talks with Matt several times a year when she wants to change our order. Matt is very acconmodating and does a great BBQ.

Our next stop was Sirena Vinetard and Resort, where we would spend the night. Of course we tasted wine, afterall it is a winery. And a rather good champagne required another purchase. The place we are staying resembles something your might find on a Greek isle.

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Later we headed downtown for diner at The Catch. I called two months ago for a reservation to be sure we sat at the counter and could watch the two cooks do their thing. What a a show. The calamari steak appetizer was excellent, as were both dinners.

Very good day today. Short drive, good wine and good food. Tomorrow is another fairly short drive to Rohnert Park, California, for another stay at a winery.

Day 1 - Home to Barstow, California

Out of the house and on the road at 9:07. That's a couple of hours later than usual, but we didn't want to arrive at our destination too early.

The first day for us is usually driving to somewhere to start of our trip. First days just are not that exciting and today was no exception.

The first two hours were to be spent driving West on Interstate 10 to Blythe, Ca;ifornia. Eleven miles of stop and go road construciton ran that out to about two and half hours. No problem, Starbucks was still there in Blythe and a mocha made things better.

Wanting to avoid anything near Las Angeles (for both traffic and politics), we dsregarded the lady in the dash and took US 95 North to Needles, California. US 95 is a two lane, roller coaster road that at times parallels the Colorado river. There must be significant floods in the area, as the highway had more dips for water to cross than I could count. At Needles we headed West on Interstate 40, which was a much better highway to drive then I10.

Our stay in Barstow, California was a repeat at the Hampton Inn. Nice room, nice location and near Chili's, where we shared some very good Fajitas for two.

Tomorrow we are off to Paso Robles to taste and possibly purchase wine.

377.5 miles today. About our limit anymore.

Day 11 - Flagstaff, Arizona to Home

Sometimes things just don't worked as planned and last night was one of them. Barb was very sick and we were up most of the night. Our plan for the day was to drive to Chino Valley, Arizona, and have breakfast with good friends that were neighbors back in our Redmond, Oregon days. However, we thought it best to just head home. As the sun was coming up, Barb thought she could make the 2 1/2 hour trip and off we went. Not the best way to end a trip, but at least it come at the end.

Overall, a great drive and fun time.

Day 10 - Farmington, New Mexico to Flagstaff, Arizona

Tired and going to bed at 7:30 usually means up early and we were. Very early, as in just getting light. Anyway we packed up and headed to Ron's for a quick breakfast sandwich. Next up gas and westbound on US 64 to Shiprock and then South on US 491. Both highways alternated between good and needing a lot of repair, but both were 4 lane, so all was good.

US 491 took us to Gallup on Interstate 40 and the Starbucks visited eight days ago. Having recently driven this stretch of Interstate 40, there was nothing new and today it was just getting from one place to another. We made one stop for a walk around and another in Holbrook for a latte.

Arriving in Flagstaff too early to check in, we drove another 20 miles to Williams to check out the railroad hotel there. We prefer the other two. As it was lunch time, we decided on the Goldies Route 66 Diner. What a good choice. Kinda like a old time diner.

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Barb Liked the diner	Haven't seen one of these in years

Heading back to Flagstaff, Barb called and found we could check in early. 5:00 reservation at Red Lobster for a lite dinner and probably an early night.

Tomorrow we head home, but first a side trip to have breakfast with very good friends in Chino Valley, Arizona.

Day 9 - Colorado Springs, Colorado to Farmington, New Mexico

Out very early and in the dark to avoid the "go to work traffic" on interstate 25. It worked. A very quick and safe drive to Pueble, Colorado and breakfast at Cracker Barrel.

After breakfast we continued on Interstate 25 to Walsenburg and then took US 160 West. This is a drive we have made many times while living in Colorado to visit friends in South Fork, Colorado.

La Veta Pass on US 160 tops out at 9,426 feet, just South of the Sangre de Cristo (Blood of Christ) mountain range. This range has three of colorado's fifty-eight 14,000 plus mountains. There several other Fourteeners are close by and in most directions there are tall mountains.

Sixtten miles or so North of US 160 is the Great Sand Dunes Nation Park and Preserve, which seems out of place amongst so many mountains.

Continuing West on US 160 we passed through Alamosa, Monte Vista, Del Norte and South Fork. Mostly small towns ranging in population from 500 up 9,845. All of these are on or near the Rio Grande River, which I have taken a few nice trout from.

A few miles West of South Fork we starting climbing, eventually reaching 10,856 feet at Wolf Creek Pass, followed by a 7% downgrade into a very bueatiful valley.

Pagosa Springs was the next town and it is one that does not bring back fond memories. Back on October 24, 2010, we hit a deer just outside Pagosa Springs, when heading back home after two month drive around the country. We eventually made it home in a rental, while our insurance company invested over $9,000 in a very badly damaged Honda Accord.

The rest of the drive into Farmington, New Mexico, was uneventful. Tomorrow we have a short drive to Flagstaff, Arizona, for our last overnight before home.

Day 8 - Around Colorado Springs

As expected we showed up at Einstein Bagels to share another bagel sandwich. Will be the last for this trip.

Last night we were told of all the growth off Interstate 25 North of town, so decided to take a look. Its true, what was in our time mostly grassland is now almost entirely built up. Big office buildings, hotels and strip malls. Its all there. Including a couple of Starbucks.

With nothing to do till lunch, we headed to South end of town to wander the around the Citael Mall. We were hoping it wouldn't be mostly shut down like the one the other day. We arrived a little before 10:00, only to find it didn't open till 11:00. So it was back to the hotel to do a little packing and await lunch time.

Well, we did a little packing and then went to Marigold again for their French onion soup. Still the best.

Took one last drive up to Peregrine. This is the house we had built in 1995, when we moved from Portland to The Springs.

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This was really a beautiful home. Three story, 4,200 square feet, four bedrooms, four baths, large woodshop and great views. All for two people. We are now in the one story stage of life.

Had a great dinner and conversation with good friend Steve at P.F Chang's. Steve is one Colorado Springs friend we get to see often, as he visits Arizona most every year.

Packing is mostly done now. Hopefully and early start tomorrow for our drive to Farmington, New Mexico. Only two more nights and we will be home.

Day 7 - Around Colorado Springs, Colorado

It is now an offical habit that we start the day splitting a Einstein bagel. Then it was back to the hotel to wait for the weather to warm up just a little. Not really used to cold mornings.

We tested Interstate 25 South to see what the traffic might be like when we leave in two days. Not bad, moving a lot better than I thought it would. Next up was to getting gas, which was just a bit less expensive than at home. Then it was off to The Garden of the Gods.

So today's post is going to be mostly about The Garden of he Gods. Colorado Springs has the Air Force Academy, the U.S. Olympic and Paralympic Training Center, Pro Rodeo Hall of Fame, nearby 14,110 foot Pickes Peak and many other worthy attractions. But for me, The Garden of the Gods tops them all. All of the following photos can be enlarged by clicking.

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The photos represent just a small part of the park. Paths wind through the area and you ony realize the height of these slabs of pink sandstone and limestone they are when you are actualy among them.

We took another drive up around Peregrine and then headed to lunch. Needing something on the healthy side opted for salad and soup at Olive Garden.

Barb did some housekeeping (also known a laundry), while I worked on getting the photos ready for the Blog.

Had a great time at dinner tonight at Jose Muldoon's. Joining us were three very, very good friends from my working days. Talking about the old days brought back a lot of memories.

Tomorrow we have no plans, so will be starting with a clean slate.

Day 6 - Around Colorado Springs, Colorado

Last night I finally figured out how to fix the adding photos problem, so I'm posting one I meant to do earlier. I've never had a problem before, but it seems switching to the Chome browser solved the problem. This was taken at the Santa Fe Plaza the first day we were day.

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Started the day by splitting an Einstein bagel and then back to our room to put up the Service Room sign. Then it was off to Cripple Creek.

Starting out early meant Interstate 25 South was an easy drive, as was US 24 westbound. Starbucks in Woodland Park, Colorado showed up as expected and provided a mocha to fuel the morning. We continued on US 24 to Divide, Colorado, and then headed South on Colorado 87.

This is not a two lane highway you want to take in winter. Topping out at 10,205 feet, with a few severe dropoffs and curves to match, the guardrails offer evidence of driver mistakes. On the other hand, it is a very bueatiful drive, with tall trees, mountains and the kind of views that distract drivers.

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Looking down on Cripple Creek. Most of the building to the left are hotel/casinos. Note the small white cross in the foreground. There were many of these down the hillside.

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This is looking down part of East Bennett Avenue. Most buildings on both sides of the street are casinos. East Bennett doesn't look very steep. Just a small hill, but at 9,494 feet a small hill becomes a big hill if you are not used to the altitude. We weren't.

I don't know if its the state of the economy, but every slot (and there were a lot of them) I saw in Bronco Billy's was 1 cent. Now you could opt to play 5 to 30 cents per pull, but you could also have a 100 pulls per dollar. If you win a few cents every 10 pulls, you play a long time on a double sawbuck.

And how do I know all this? Well, I went into Bronco Billy's, put my twenty bucks in and 10 minutes later walked away a winner. I considered it a win as I didn't put another twenty in.

Avoiding anymore casinos, we were off on County Road 1 to Florissant, Colorado. Again a nice drive in the country. Then back down US 24 and Interstate 25 to Biaggi's for a bowl of soup.

Later we met old friends Randy and Ivy for dinner at the Bonefish Grill. What an excellent choice and what a fun time to talk over old and new times. A very nice way to end a day.

Tomorrow we will revisit The Garden of the Gods. Hopefully we will find a parking spot and be able to walk among the rocks.

Day 5 - Around Colorado Springs, Colorado

Two immediate missions to start the day. First was breakfast, so we headed to Einstein Bagels to split a breakfast sandwich. Second, we needed to find Barb a hoodie to protect her from the cold. Cold that is compared to Arizona.

Since the shops didn't open until 10:00, we drove up to Peregrine to check out our old home. Other than a new coat of paint, it looked the same as when we had it built in 1995. Rising to over 7,200 feet, Peregrine is mountainside residential community surrounded by pine trees and Colorado's red rocks. We miss it.

Once back at The Promenade Shops At Briargate (pretty fancy name, right?), it wasn't too long before Barb found the hoodie she wanted. Now cold mornings and over airconditioned restaurants will no longer be an issue.

After a little more driving around, we headed to Marigold Cafe and Bakery for lunch. This place has the very best French onion soup and it was all I ever ordered when living in The Springs. Just as good today as back then.

After lunch the day kinda went South. First on our afternoon list was a visit to The Garden of the Gods. This is an amazing place and as soon as Iremember how to put photos up I will do so. We learned quickly that one does not want to visit The Garden of the Gods on a Saturday afternoon. I don't ever remember seeing this many cars before, but then it has been over 20 years and my memory may not be quite what it once was. We managed to take a quick route through, passing several parking lots that were full with people waiting to get in.

The second item on our list was to visit Old Colorado City, which is a few blocks of interesting shops to poke through. Again too many cars and no parking.

We will try both of these again on Monday, when everyone should be back to work. In the meantime, we decided to take a drive up Highway 24 as far as Woodland Park. A short, but scenic drive and one I made many times to fly fish the South Platt at Deckers, Colorado. Well, we didn't get as far as Woodland Park, turning around about halfway. Traffic was heavy and moving fast. So we took the long way back to the hotel and made plans for dinner.

Having dinner with friends the next three nights, we opted to share a hamgurger at Bad Daddy's Burger Bar and it was a good choice. Very good burger and the sauce for the fries was outstanding. Picked up a Starbucks Latte and took a short drive up to the golf course I played a lot back in the day.

In spite of the problems we had with traffic and crowds, it was another fun day. Tomorrow we hope to get out early and head up to Cripple Creek. I say up to because the highway there will take us up near 11,000 feet. Hopefully the slots will be kind.

Day 4 - Santa Fe, New Mexico to Colorado Springs, Colorado

Started the day with another very good breakfast courtsey of the Inn. After packing, loading the car we were off for our next overnight in Colorado Springs, Colorado.

Shortly after leaving Santa Fe, we passed by Glorieta, New Mexico, which was the site of the only Civil War battle in New Mexico. Sometiimes called the Gettyesburg of the West, it ended the Confederate hopes of accessing mineral resources in Colorado. While a tactical win for the South, it was a strategic win for the North.

Further on we we had two reasons to pause in Las Vegas, New Mexico. First, was a stop to check out the Castandea Hotel. The Castandea is one one of three old railroad hotels in New Mexico and Arizona. The other two are La Posada in Winslow, Arizona and the Grand Canyon Railroad Hotel in Williams, Arizona. These are old hotels that have been refurbished with modern amenities, but retaining their old world charm. We have stayed in La Posada and Castandea is now on our to do list. Second, Las Vegas had the only Starbucks for several hundred miles.

The drive through Northern New Mexico is a beautiful one. For the most part excellent road surface and visually very pleasing to the eye. Except for the number of crosses planted beside the highway. We must have passed six or seven, the worse of which was a group of five all planted together. Most were located where you would think there was no chance for an accident.

In the many times we have traveled Interstated 25, we have never stopped in Wagon Mound, New Mexico. In fact, we have never even thought of stopping. Years ago, Barb had a friend who retired and moved to Wagon Mound, so this time I took the exit to see what Wagon Mound was about. With a population of 264 harty souls we didn't expect much and got less. Most of the downtown, all of two blocks, was mostly buildings with plywood windows and door. Wagon Mounds claim to fame is a nearby butte named, strangely enough, Wagon Mound, which was a landmark for wagon trains on the Santa Fe Trail.

Just before entering Colorado, we made it over the Raton Pass, elevation 7,834 without incident. In the past we have encountered one lane, with snow up to the car's side windows.

Lunch was so bad it will receive no further mention. Our motel for the next five night also will not receive further mention. Dinner at Biaggi's was the bright spot of the afternoon. Biaggi's was the site of my company retirement dinner twenty plus years ago.

Tomorrow we do stuff around Colorado Springs.

Day 3 - Around Santa Fe, New Mexico

Started the day with a great breakfast at the hotel. Far and away better than the usual found at most overnights. And it was included with the room.

After breakfast we walked to Starbucks for a mocha and then found a sunny bench in the plaza. Lot of activity in the streets surronding the plaza. Vendors were starting to set up for a three day festival that starts tomorrow. Looks like it should be a good time, with music, food and probably an ample supply of pottery, jewelry thrown in. Too bad we will mis it. Since it was early and shops hadn't opened yet, we headed back to our room to rest up for the shopping that lay ahead.

For three hours we looked for that pair of earings and for three hours they remained elusive. By 1:00 it was time for water and a break, so it was back to the room.

When there is shoppinng to do, returning to the room can be a problem. Both of us decided to take naps and time did fly by. When we awoke and saw the weather predicted rain, we decided to cancel dinner at The Shed and any further shopping on the plaza.

Just past 4:00 we headed down to the complimentary happy hour. We both opted for Cream Sherry and then headed to dinner at the hotel. By this time it was raining hard, with very loud thunder. Glad we cancelled The Shed, as we both had forgotton coats of any kind.

Barb ordered a Quesadilla, while I chose Blue Corn Chicken Enchiladas. Both were very good. Cuisine of Northern New Mexico differs from that of Mexico, in that there is a heavy reliance of chile peppers and the use unique ingredients like blue corn and pinon nuts.

Then it was back to the room to start packing for the drive to Colorado Springs.

Day 2 - Gallup, New Mexico to Santa Fe, New Mexico

Up at 6:00 (an hour before the alarm) and down for the hotel (in name only) breakfast by 6:45. A short drive back to the West got a Starbucks mocha and then it was off again Eastbound on Interstate 40.

New Mexico is a very pretty state when the sun is coming up. Not that it isn't pretty at other times of the day, but the sun shining over, around and off of the mountains, mesas and red rock outcroppings really is a beautiful sight in the early morning.

Interstate 40 changes quickly from smooth to rough. I'm guessing a combination of winter weather and the abundance of trucks takes it's toll. Dodging the not so filled in potholes quickly becomes an art, which I have nearly mastered. Besides the potholes, another interesting feature is the number of damaged guardrails. And by damaged I don't mean just a small dent. Drivers are taking out 10, 20, 30 or more feet of guardrail, along with the rather substantial posts that secure them in place.

New Mexico is a land of (pick one) indigenous people, native Americans or Indians. Today we passed through the Sandia, San Felipe, Acoma, Laguna and Santo Domingo Pubelos. There may have been more, but not less. Pubelos are not Reservations. Pubelo Indians were granted their land by a 1848 treaty between the United Stated and Mexico.

Arriving in Santa Fe much too early to check in, we did our usual walk up to the Plaza, stopping to visit some of the Indian pottery, jewelry and art establishments that inhabit old downtown. Purchases will be saved till tommorrow after all establishments have been inspected or until Barb finds the earings she wants. At which point it's mission accomplished.

After Some serious window shopping we returned to our upgraded room at The Inn of the Governors. We have been staying there for around 24+ years and always seem to get an upgrade to a suite in The Governors Wing. The Inn is two blocks from the plaza and near everything that matters, like all those pottery, jewerly and art establishments. It's also near really great restaurants like Coyote Cafe, The Shed, and La Plazuela. Tonight it was La Plazuela for really great Northern New Mexico cuisine and tomorrow we will visit our old friend The Shed.

All in all another great day. Now if we can just find thoses earings Santa Fe will be a success.

Day 1 - Home to Gallup, New Mexico

Out the door and on the road at 8:04 AM for a long overdue drive through Arizona, New Mexico and Colorado. We headed North on Interstate 17 toward Flagstaff, Arizona, with only a quick stop in Anrthem, Arizona for a Starbucks. Reaching Flagstaff we turned East on Interstate 40 to our first overnight in Gallup, New Mexico. As with most trips, the first day is usually just getting somewhere to start the trip and today that somewhere was Gallup.

We have driven this route so many times that we expected nothing new and weren't disappointed. Two Arrows was still there, but missing an arrow. Two Guns had no guns at all. The Painted Dessert, Petrified Forest and Meteor Crater National Landmark remain remarkably intact. We passed on Apache Death Cave (who needs death on the first day) and $29 each is a little rich to see a hole in the ground.

One town of note along the way was Winslow, Arizona, home of "Standin' On The Corner In Winslow, Arizona" fame. Winslow is also home of La Posada Hotel, which is one of three remaining old railroad hotels in Arizona and New Mexico. The recently brought back to life Castaneda Hotel in Las Vegas, New Mexico, is our next Railroad Hotel to try. Our arrival in Winslow marked the change from AM to PM and got us a 6" Subway sandwich to split.

The drive from lunch to Gallup was uneventful, except for the number of trains heading both East and West. And only the number of trains, but the length. Some had three engines in front, three engines in the middle and two engines at the rear. These trains went on forever and most were stacked two high with containers. Receiving on average one or two Amazon delivers a week, I was not surprised at the number of Amazon containers moving both directions.

Our Overnight was upgraded to a King Suite, which turned out to be very nice. Dinner was at Don Diego's and was very good, with a very reasonable price. All in all a good day. Hopefully the first of many. Tomorrow we are headed to Santa Fe for two nights.

To Chino Valley and Back

Day 1

Needing a few days away from the heat in Surprise, we headed up to visit friends in Chino Valley, Arizona. At an altitude of just over 4,700 feet, it would be just what we needed. The initial part of the drive on US 60 is less than interesting, but once on State 89 the scenery, as well as the temperature, improved. Passing through Congress (population 1,811) we started the climb up the White Spar Highway, which is home to some rather spectacular views.

Part way up the highway is the Granet Mountain Hotshots Memorial State Park. The park was created to remember the nineteen members of the Granet Mountain Hotshots that died there on June 30, 2013, fighting the Yarnell Hill Fire.

At the top are the towns of Yarnell (population 579), Peeples Valley (population 374) and Wilhoit (population 664). Not a lot of large towns in this neck of the woods. From Wilhoit to Prescott is about 14 miles of twisty, curvy road that you do not want to leave, as the drops are severe. Once in Prescott, we stopped for lunch at the LazyG Brewery. This is a must stop for us every up to visit our friends and its always the Turkey Club Wrap and Sunshine Blonde Ale.

Arriving in Chino Valley, we spent the rest of the day visiting with old friends that were neighbors from our Oregon days. And there may have been some adult beverages joining the conversation.

Day 2

The first morning in Chino Valley means The Skillet for breakfast. The Early Bird menu is great and the coffee is free. Anywhere else you are paying $3 to $3.50 a cup, but not at The Skillet.

The rest of the day was spent visiting and solving many of the World’s problems, followed by diner at the Texas Roadhouse. Three orders Country Fried Chicken and one order Fried Catfish, along with two sides apiece, made for an excellent diner. No wonder the place was packed at four in the afternoon. Four diners and drinks for under $90, what a deal.

Back at the house for a little more of the adult beverage and then a good night’s sleep.

Day 3

Since our hosts had appointments in the morning, we were up and on the road early. Not wanting to drive back through Prescott, we took usual route home through Skull Valley to Yarnell. Just as scenic, but a lot less curvy. A quick stop in Wickenburg at the new Starbucks and we were home. Nice drive and its always good to visit with old friends.

Day 3 - Las Cruces to Home

Wanting to get an early start, we were down when breakfast opened. Same fare as yesterday, scrambled eggs and turkey sausage. Quick and adequate.

It always seems the drive heading home goes by quicker and today was no exception. Very little traffic on Sunday and every rest stop we passed was packed with trucks, which meant I was having to share the road with them. I will say it is much more enjoyable to be driving West rather the East in the early morning.

Once again, we managed to pass up stopping to see "THE THING", which is advertised on dozens of billboards along the way. How we passed that exit and missed finding out the secret of "THE THING" is truly a miracle. On other trips we have also passed up the five-legged steer and the world's largest prairie dog.

Lunch plans were made and abandoned and we finally gave up and just headed home. Nice short trip and we came home with some nice Hatch chile peppers and salsa.

Day 2 - Around Las Cruces and Hatch, New Mexico

Started the day with breakfast at the motel. Scrambled eggs, one turkey sausage and orange juice kept my diet on course. Next up was a Starbucks mocha and we were ready to start the day.

Today was our day to head to Hatch, New Mexico. Hatch, a town we have visited several times, is the Chile capitol of the country. Hatch green chiles have found their way into everything cheeseburgers to wine to vodka and really good salsa.

Rather than take Interstate 25 North, I decided to take one of those backroads that we find interesting and well worth the extra time. Today it was North on State Route 185, which parallels the Rio Grande River on its way South.

Along the way there were hundreds of acres of nut trees, which we later learned were pecans. Closer to Hatch there were hundreds of acres of green chile plants. There were also some pretty nice-looking homes, whose inhabitants most likely owned all those acres. At a wide spot in to road; there was a bar with a big sign saying "Hide From Wife Here."

Once in Hatch we parked and went immediately to Hatch Chile Sales. Barb bought 4 mild green chiles and a chile powder. Next, we walked down to the Village Market, where you will not find a better or more extensive selection of salsas. We have bought here before and today we left with three bottles, one of which we will share with friends. As it wasn't lunch time yet, we passed on the Valley Cafe, which has the very best Green Chile Cheeseburger. Bummer. Then it was back to Hatch Chile Sales for a couple of hot green chiles and some local grown onions. When I tried to pay for this purchase the lady just smiled and said "no worries." What a genuinely nice person.

Heading back to Las Cruces we took the same backroad and saw all the scenery in reverse, while heading to Dillard's for a must have item for Barb. Once that was done it was time for lunch. After wandering around lost for about an hour we gave up on lunch and decided it would be a good time to get gas, since the get gas now light was on. At that point our luck turned. When pulling out of the Shell station there was a Subway. We split a 6" And headed back to the motel for a before dinner rest.

After a short rest we headed to Mesilla, New Mexico. Mesilla is a true old Southwest town. A central plaza, surrounded by adobe buildings speaks to its Spanish past. One corner of the plaza houses the courthouse where Bill the Kid was sentenced to death. Pancho Villa and Pat Garrett were among the famous that roamed its streets.

After some window shopping, we met or son and his wife for diner at La Posta De Mesilla. Great margaritas and very good food, we recommend it in the area.

Tomorrow, we head back home after a fun little drive.

Day 1 - Home to Las Cruces, New Mexico

Thought we were to have a short drive today. But no, turned out to be 433 miles, which about 100 more than I like to do these days. Our second mistake was to forget New Mexico is one hour ahead of us in Arizona. So, when we left at 8:00 it was really 9:00. Live and learn and do a little better planning.

Headed South on AZ 85 to Gila Bend, which is usually a nice drive, except we just made that drive one day ago. Usual scenery, 2 landfills, 1 state prison and several rivers without water. Rivers without water is pretty much the norm here in Arizona.

At Gila Bend we headed East on Interstate 8, Which is one of my favorite highways. No traffic. During an hour or so I passed no one and was passed 5 times. However, once Interstate 8 ended at Interstate 10 we picked up all the truck traffic headed East out of the port in Las Angeles.

Tucson finally gave up a much-welcomed Starbucks mocha, which is fuel on most trips. Once we reached Benson, Arizona the traffic had thinned out; not as many cars and just as many trucks. Our plan was to have lunch at a Subway in Wilcox, Arizona. Turned out it was in a truck stop, so we moved on to a Burger King.

Crossing into New Mexico gave us better roads and a little construction. Finally, Las Cruces and our motel showed up. After searching the internet for an evening meal, we decided on La Posta De Mesilla. We have had diner there in the past and remains excellent. Tonight, we shared an Appetizer, deciding to save ourselves for tomorrow night when we would return when friends.

All in all, not a bad day. Learned a little something that may be useful for a trip in 2025.

Day 13 - Henderson, Nevada to Home

It appears The Good, The Bad and The Ugly weren't through with us. You may remember I mentioned yesterday that Barb's dinner wasn't quite up to snuff. Well, during the night said dinner took its toll on her. One very sick Barbara. With time she managed to fight the dinner to a standstill and by mid-morning a draw was agreed upon.

My own troubles began about 1:30 am, when I lost contact with the mattress and ended up on the floor. Not just any floor mind you. This was a very solid first floor concrete floor, with very little in the way of carpet. I estimate between two and three sheets of paper between me and the concrete. Anyway, I landed on mostly on my head, shoulder and knee, all on the left side. Recovery was hindered by a small distance (18 inches max) between bed and wall. Barb was there in a flash and soon I was sitting on the bed, repeating "I want to go home." And we would have if it hadn't been O Dark Thirty. Neither of us were comfortable the rest of the night and so were up at 5:00 and driving away by 5:30. Once again Ron provided a breakfast sandwich and before long we were on our way home.

Not much traffic that time of the morning and soon we were on the new Interstate 11, which still took us over Hoover Dam but without having to go downtown Boulder City. That's a big plus. The next 204 miles were on US 93, taking us to Kingman, Arizona followed by Wickenburg, Arizona. I got to tell you that except for a brief moment in Kingman, this is one very lonely drive. The only challenge along the way is to see which of us will spot the first Saguaro cactus.

At Wickenburg we took US 60 to Surprise, Arizona and 16 miles later we were home.

Day 12 - Carson City, Nevada to Henderson, Nevada

Well, today was more or less a “The Good, Bad and the Ugly” kind of day. Wanting an early start, we picked the only breakfast establishment that opened at 6:00 am and that was the Cracker Box. Having eaten there before we knew the food was good and service fast.

Having tired of US 95 from Fallon South past Goldfield, we decided to take US 395 down to Big Pine and then State 168 and State 266 over to US 96. The Good for this decision was the scenic beauty of the lakes (Topaz and Mono) and the Sierra Mountains, some still with snow. The Bad was the four or five (who remembers how many) construction zones, all of which were one-lane, resulting in waits for pilot cars.

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The Ugly was state routes 158 and 266. Starting as simple two-lane country, first 158 and later 266 turned into narrow, curvy rolling roads. Now, I don’t mind these kinds of roads one bit. In fact, I’ve always enjoyed that kind of driving. Barb, of the other hand hates narrow roads with curves, can’t see the bottom drop offs and big elevation changes.

Once on US 95, we had a good ride on a mix of two and four lane roads. In Beatty we paused at the Stage Coach Hotel & Casino for a much need rest break and managed to avoid the slots of the way out.

Down the road Barb relieved me at the wheel for about 20 minutes, which was Good as I was getting a little sleepy. During this part of the drive, we finalized our plan for dinner at Lucille’s Smokehouse Bar-B-Que, before checking into our motel. Plugged the address into the GPS and off we went through Las Vegas. The next 20 minutes was Ugly, with mid-afternoon traffic and missed turns. My Lady in The Dash (LITD) was kept busy getting me back on course.

The Bad sprang up again when the LITD deposited us at a checkered flag and announced we had reached our destination. It was now up to us to find the restaurant in a Mall Maze. The Good was we managed to find our dinner spot in spite of walking around in 111-degree heat.

And the last Ugly of the day was Barb’s dinner. What she ordered was a pulled pork sandwich. What she got was a pulled pork sandwich without a bun. When she asked “what gives” she was told she had ordered the lunch portion and the lunch portion doesn’t come with a bum. When she pointed out that sandwich usually means bun, they brought her one.

Had we thought about it earlier, we would probably have driven home tonight, but instead we are in another motel. I suspect we be up early tomorrow and be home by noon.

457 miles today

Day 11 - Bend, Oregon to Carson City, Nevada

Wanting to be first in line for breakfast at 7:00am, we set the alarm for 6:00. We were ready to leave at 6:19. We’ve been doing this for a long time and are just too fast in the morning.

So, we changed plans and headed South on US 97 to La Pine, Oregon and yet another of Ron’s establishments. Being semi-skilled at ordering at a kiosk we did so and dutifully fill in 101 as our table. Knowing your table number, they usually bring your meal to you. Not so in La Pine. Our table sat 7 feet from the take-out counter and that’s where our breakfast was left with a hearty “Table 101” shouted for all to hear. The clerk, who had seen her share of take-out, couldn’t be troubled to walk 7 feet.

Most times we opt for a left turn onto the Fremont Highway just South of La Pine and we did so today. Fewer cars and trucks and much more scenic makes it the best choice.

Near Silver Lake we passed near the Cowboy Dinner Tree, a restaurant we have visited a few times. It was a 2-hour drive for us, so it was only for special occasions. The Cowboy Dinner Tree has two items on its menu, a 30-ounce top sirloin steak and a whole roasted chicken. That’s it. Of course, salad, soup, a baked potato and dessert are included. So, bring an ice chest and take home-fixings for the next few nights.

Most of the drive was uneventful. Did have a deer run across the road ahead of us, but not close enough for concern. Still some snow on the Southern Cascades and to the West around Reno.

Barb’s only complaint today was no lunch. The route today included taking the Standish Cutoff, which meant we missed a Starbucks and lunch in Susanville, California. However, we did score a very good mocha at a little coffee hut in Lakeview.

The bugs along our route in California were not only large, with ample liquid content, but hit the windshield with a stunningly loud bang. So, our first stop in Carson City was to fill the tank and clean the windshield. Tank was easy, bugs not so much.

Next up was Olive Garden, before even checking in. Did I mention Barb was hungry and I wasn’t far behind. Anyway, once fed we checked in and are now wait for the last full day drive tomorrow to Henderson, Nevada.

422 miles today

Day 10 - Around Bend, Oregon

With a 9:00 am breakfast date, we slept in late and finally loaded the car about 8:00. First stop was Fred’s for gas and then The Original Pancake House to meet with Tom and Sharon. A good hour’s worth of chatter got us caught up and then we were off to do some shopping. Tom and Sharon were among our earliest friends when we retired to Redmond.

Our must buy list for Oregon included Andouille Sausage from Carlton Farms in Carlton, Oregon and Portland Ketchup, from where else but Portland, Oregon. Carlton Farms Andouille is the best ever and, barring an emergency, the only one we use. As for the Ketchup, it’s from Oregon, so organic of course and contains sugar, cloves, onion, allspice, cayenne and more. Good stuff.

So, our first stop was Newport Market, when we managed three packages of sausage and two bottles of Ketchup. Realizing we had a little extra room in the ice chest a second stop was made at Market Of Choice for one more package. Four packages, two bottles and shopping was done. On our way out there was Tom and Sharon with their bag of groceries. A short conversation later we headed out on a 38-mile drive to Prineville for a Starbucks.

With a mocha in hand and lots of time before we could check in, we decided on a drive up the Crooked River to Bowman Dam. The Crooked River was a favorite fly-fishing spot in my Oregon days. Beautiful river, easy to wade and fish to catch. Nothing better than standing in the river waving a stick.

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I could easily put a fly in this water

For our third night in Bend, we decided on stay at McMenamins Old St. Francis School. McMenamins is a chain of pubs and hotels that the brothers built using old buildings, such as old schools, old hotels and even an old Elks Lodge. Where we are staying was once a Catholic school

They do an outstanding job of rehabbing these old buildings, always building in a lot of special features. For example, here at Old St. Francis School there are a number of different buildings, with guest rooms and bars. In one such building, we took an elevator to the third floor and found the broom closet. Inside there were brooms hanging on the walls of a small, narrow room. I starting pushing and pulling on the brooms and suddenly a part of the wall opened into a very small bar. Pretty neat. Dinner was at McMenamins and very good as unusual.

Tomorrow we start our return home with a drive to Carson City, Nevada.

109 miles today.

Day 9 - Around Bend, Oregon

Up very early (like 5:45) for no apparent reason other than very early to bed. This means a long wait to meet our friends for breakfast at the Moose Sisters at 9:00. Moose Sisters? Yes, we have had a few meals there and all have been very good.

Temperature in Bend today is projected to be 93, while at home in Surprise it will reach 113. No question where I went to be today. And it looks like there may be a monsoon at home, which will bring the humidity to an uncomfortable level.

With no great plans for the day except breakfast, we set out at 8:05. Today we would meet up Neal and Phyllis, two of our oldest friends from the Redmond days. It was really fun to sit down and catch up after six years apart. These two are truly the best of the Greatest Generation.

Next up we headed to Sisters, Oregon, to do a little poking around and play tourist. The drive was a short 19 miles West on US 20. Most of my experience on US 20 in Oregon and Idaho has been mostly a two lane, out in the country road. Little did I know until recently that US 20 stretches from Newport, Oregon to Boston, Massachusetts and at 3,365 miles is one of the longest highways in the US. Anyway, Sisters was a bust. To many cars, to many people and most of the stores we knew from the past had closed. A real bummer.

In short order we headed back, this time on State 126, so we could do a drive by on our old home in Eagle Crest. The house was still there and from the looks of it well cared for by the new owner. Across the street a lady was sitting on her front porch. Barb rolled down the window and waved and in no time we were sitting out on Mike and Susie’s back deck catching up again on six years. We met them in 2002 a couple of years before building our home. Great couple.

Finally found out what all the traffic was about in Redmond. Apparently, we ended up in the middle of a three day of music festival at the Deschutes County fairgrounds. While the 30 or so acts were probably all very good, the traffic was most likely the result of Willie Nelson appearing today. If I was still living in Redmond, I’d be there.

Barb, getting just a little tired of the traffic and crowds, suggested we head off to the River House and have one of their exceptional Bloody Marys. The words were barely out of her mouth and I was plugging the address in to GPS. Minutes later we had A) a window table, B) a view of the Deschutes River and, C) a really great Bloody Mary in hand. Suddenly all was right with the world.

Today we opted for an early dinner and that took us to Pisanos Woodfired Pizza in Tumalo, Oregon. For us, the Diavola pizza is the best pizza ever. Better than any other we have ever had.

When we travel for more than a week, we must have housekeeping days every 7 or 8 days. This usually means doing some laundry, but can also include a car wash, an oil change (really long trips), a haircut and shopping for necessities. Having done as much as 48 days on a trip, we have done all of these and more. Today it is laundry, so while I’m writing this up Barb is somewhen making friends with a washing machine and dryer. Always pays to bring a roll or two of quarters.

Tomorrow is breakfast with old friends from our Eagle Crest days. Other than that, no plans.

86 mile today