Lonesomes Episode 7: Route 66 (part 1)

Part 1 being Sedona to Gallup, where we are now in a motel, and it feels more like America to me (highways, trucks, trains, billboards, parking lots, diners, drive ins, Edward Hopper in fact). The start of the journey was more red rocks, stunningly so but I think we’ve all seen enough red rocks so I’ll just post one because it’s a nice one of Diana:

r66-9And then it was onto Route 66 which was everything I’d imagined it to be (not enough Harley Davidsons though, but loads of great long trucks, and a railway line running beside, with endless freight trains nose to tail – these came to haunt us later…..

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After miles of desert, we turned off the road actually INTO the desert: the Painted Desert as it is known. Time for lunch and we tried in vain to find a spot out of the wind. “And the wind it don’t stop for no one” is one of the lines of Jaki’s song written especially for us to learn on this trip. She’s so right. So we nestled by the car

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while Fiona tried to sort out a plastic bag. She’s in pyjamas too. Seems to be becoming de rigueur for us Lonesomes (limited wardrobes here due to limited space in Betsy).

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As fascinating as we are for people we meet, we find equally fascinating and enigmatic people:

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And the painted desert was, well, lush

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And here’s my image of the day: Fiona in pursuit of a photo:

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Back on the road again, and quite soon we were in Gallup. On the real route 66 ( the other one is the new fast highway):

 

 

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Not our motel, fortunately. We were next door, but this was a better sign. And here is the sunset view from our rooms. Much more Edward Hopper.

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And ps, the trains kept us awake all night, rumbling past our motel and sounding their massive sirens for the benefit of the level crossing just opposite. I worked out that they were a diminished chord, sometimes Phrygian, never reticent, ALL NIGHT.

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2 comments
  1. Roz said:

    Thanks for your wonderful photos, blog, etc. Hi Di, Hi Freddy! Maybe one of those Harleys was our over-80 friend on a trip to and on Route 66 at the same time – a serendipitous link with us in Canada. Safe travels to you all, love and blessings, Roz & Vicki.

  2. WOW, that desert is remarkable – the bleached reds, the folded hills and the lack of scale….

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