After leaving my parents for a final farewell, I began my journey out of Southern California and into Arizona.
It's been awhile since I've been on the road at this hour, 5 AM. On the other side, headlights and tail lights almost touched. Thousands of people were headed the opposite way, to start their day back where I just left. It was a sight that I won't be seeing very often anymore, I thought.
When the sun peeped over the horizon, we were already in the desert, up by Barstow.
And what a desert sunrise it was!
We passed the Mojave desert not long after. I am always amazed by its vastness and beauty.
We arrived at the border of Arizona at exactly 9 AM.
Rick and I traveled through its northern lands, where elk country opened up before our eyes. Snow covered mountains dotted and lined the landscape.
We entered the Kaibab National Forest, where Rick saw a dead cow elk on the side of the road. What a terrible waste of good meat...
I had never experienced Arizona this way before. It wasn't like the hot, dry desert that I only knew and heard about before. Snow was everywhere, but at least the roads were perfectly clear.
In Flagstaff, Rick and I stopped by a pizza joint called Fratelli's for lunch, as suggested by a follower on Twitter. The pizza was very good!
By this time, Rick and I were dead tired. The New Mexican border seemed so far away. But at around 4 PM, we finally wheeled on in.
We had a pretty good dinner at a place called Grandpa's Grill in Gallup. Rick had pork chops with beans and rice.
I had a turkey burger with a salad, which isn't worth posting up.
Now, it's time for bed. Another long day tomorrow. Another 10 hour drive. Onward, Oklahoma City!