I enjoyed cruising on that historic Route 66 but mostly for the scenery. I didn’t care for the museums and curios shops etc. So I went around, like here below in Arizona, towards canyon de Chelly, the Pueblo of Zuni, or Shiprock in New Mexico…
snow!! near deserts, that doesn’t fail to surprise me. Dark clouds promising more snow.
even fog…
wonderful vistas. That helps to keep pace with the awful 55 mile speed limit!
Shiprock, 550m high, named after the sail shape. Holy site for the Navajos. The Indian settlements are usually pretty sad sightings. Poverty, alcoholism…they must really regret the good welcome to the Mayflower pilgrims. I always give a lift to hitch hikers, in memory of my hiking days. I thought it would be even more “rewarding” to give a lift to Indians and listen to stories. Though sometimes rough stories, they were always interesting. One legend was about the superb turquoise stones: the hiker, who was already reeking alcohol early morning and refused I took his picture, told me that warriors had left a pueblo to fight the US cavalry. The women and children were left behind and attacked by the US soldiers. They begged and cried for mercy to no avail. Their tears became turquoise stones.
those Indians shacks remind me of the poor African ones I’ve seen here.
never boring to drive in Arizona.
entering canyon de Chelly.
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