October 2009
12 posts
The brothers Grimm
… would have enjoyed I40, going west out of Flagstaff. It was their thing to start all cuddly and cosy, and then drop a tale into the depths of hell. Think of Hansel and Gretal and the gingerbread house. After the delight of finding a house built of candy and cookies, the next thing Hansel knows, he’s in the oven. As was I.
My day began thus.
Tuesday, September 29
This morning, I forgot...
A day of a thousand clicks...
… on the odometer.
Monday 28th September
From a small town between Tulsa and Oklahoma City, I have reached Holbrook Arizona, a few miles east of Flagstaff. I’m 100 miles from the Grand Canyon and Las Vegas. Holbrook is not a resort; more a last resort, for road warriors. That is no problem for me as it has been a long, successful day. The Triumph was flawless, and has been since I...
Setting off, across a continent
Sunday 27th September: Well I’m on my way to California, after day two of a four day drive across the US and I thought I could give you an update. This journey began with me arriving home from a funeral in the UK, tired, around 9:30 PM on Friday, so prepping the car and packing were begun at 4 AM Saturday. I set off around 9:30 AM, headed west. I was knackered to begin with and the car had a...
Driving Across America
After an important bereavement, it was clear that driving across the country was much more important that just a road trip; it was now a time to contemplate and celebrate a loved one. What follows are my notes from the road.
At the point of departure, from home: