|Hanging-fruit ("jumping") cholla. They don't really jump. Really!|
|Phainopepla. Just like it's spelled.|
I spent an afternoon in Ajo - always a pleasure. The plaza alone is worth a couple of hours. More if you're slow or lazy or need to eat.
I stopped for the night at Buckeye Regional Park. It was a Saturday night, and so the park was full. I didn't linger there this morning, but set out for exotic gas station coffee. Because I was parked so far from the bathroom, I used it all night long.
My GPS kept routing me on I-10, so I resisted all day long. It finally sighed and let me take 60 to 70 to Safford, Arizona. Beginning at Gonzales Pass, I was saying things like "Great Googly-moogly!" and "Zounds!" You may say similar things; some favorites are "Good Golly!"or "Wowwie!" or "Gosh!" Feel free to use any of these. I couldn't stop exclaiming long enough to take death-defying photographs, so you may have to Great Google.
|Always looking for new ways to thwart toilet paper theft. This seems foolproof.|
I knew I was taking a risk, not phoning ahead to Essence of Tranquility, but that's how I fly. I was flying high today, so got my favorite campsite (next to the bathroom, guaranteeing I won't need it all night).
|This is not the bathroom - don't even JOKE about it.|
When I'm on the road in Spud, I can't stop myself from checking thrift stores. In Ajo, I also shopped at the discount grocer, which means I am now sleeping with six jars of mayonnaise and a 10 X 14 oil painting.