Day 7 - "...Flagstaff, Arizona, Don't Forget Winona, Kingman, Barstow...."

I promised photos of La Posada so here they are:
The photo on the top right is of a gorgeous large room where Bob and Tommy played chess Thursday night. The hotel was really lovely -- a nice "splurge" (although not all that expensive -- we just got a suite so it was a bit more) on an otherwise shoestring-budget trip. I would highly recommend it.

As you can tell from the headline, we blasted through several lines of Bobby Troupe's lyrics. Lots of towns from Winslow to Barstow. We drove through two different areas today that were called the most difficult by two different guidebooks. Personally, I found the first more difficult... a ascent and descent along the mountains on the way to Needles, California. The road was filled with twists and hairpin turns and no shoulder -- just a plunge down the mountain... Bob kept wanting to stop and take photos. He took a few but they don't show the depth well.

The second "most difficult" area was the Mojave Desert. In a car with air conditioning, it's nothing compared to what it must've been like in the 30s and 40s. The desert is a ruggedly beautiful place. But it must've been scary for those travelers in the early 20th century.

We got to Needles in the late afternoon and decided it was too early to stop for the day. We briefly considered camping at Essex (in the desert) but ended up deciding to push on to Barstow.