Before I left Datil, Betty gave me a going-away lizard.
|Did someone call for a ... lizard? [chicka bow bow]|
|Don't judge me. College is expensive.|
Did I mention Jackson Park in Pie Town? Seventy-five acres of (free - donations encouraged) boondocking. There are lots of big trees and spaces for big rigs. No toilets, though, and that was that for me.
I'm set up for very remote bucketing, but when there are other campers nearby I demur.
I stopped to see my friends Sue and Steve in Pinetop-Lakeside, Arizona. That's a happ'nin' little town, and after New Mexico I felt overwhelmed by the traffic. Sue showed me a couple of places where I could spend the night after she cooked me a delicious vegan dinner. After I ate and talked and laughed with them, I headed out to find a spot.
My favorite was Scott Reservoir campground, but it was full. If you go through, watch the road. I bottomed out on the same rock twice. You won't do that.
At the last minute, I decided to push on through to Holbrook. That's before I saw 77 at night. Getting on is a long-term commitment, and so I committed myself.
Once I was in Holbrook, I just decided to go as far as I could manage. I pulled off a couple of times but couldn't sleep, so I kept going.
I got as far as Flagstaff, pulled off in a neighborhood, and when I woke in the morning, I was in front of my cousins' house. Surprise! They were surprised, too, when I stealthily rolled out the door and activated the car alarm in my pocket. Here I am!
|Bailey, Sarah, and Landon. Names are interchangeable.|
|Rent me! Don't judge - college is expensive.|