Our thoughts were to stay in Holbrook and revisit Winslow Az but again, minus temperatures and winds of 50 mi per hour changed our mind and we headed south to Camp Verde. On I 40, we had our first encounter with …Tumbleweed. Well, we know that they have thorns sharp enough to pop bike tires. But we were in a motorhome, right? No worries… when one hit the motorhome however, it bent the front grill. It could have been worse. Tumbleweed can actually damage the engine if it gets caught up in the undercarriage… But it looks so innocent…
This picture was taken driving at 65 miles an hour from inside of the motorhome!
For more information on tumbleweed…
tumbleweed, plant that breaks away from its roots and is driven about by the wind as a light rolling mass, scattering seeds as it goes.
“Russian thistle” and “wind witch” are common names for this symbol of the American west. Russian thistle alludes to its Eurasian origin.
This year, our trip west began with a visit to a Winnebago dealer in Forest River Iowa, apparently the biggest in the states. Of course, it is only a mile down the road from Winnebago Industries. Certain repairs are in order…Yes, even a 2022 unit needs tender love and care!
Needless to say, the drive to get to Oklahoma then Texas was a bit longer… always many miles to cover.
In Texas, we stopped at the Big Texan RV Ranch. The highlight of the stay is always the Big Texan Steak House (remember Route 66?) Food is great and you always have live music😊 And… if you can eat a 75oz steak, it is free ha!
What pleasure to share a table with fellow French Canadians:)
How can you not tell we crossed to New Mexico… landscape! architecture!
We stopped in Albuquerque, following I 40 (and route 66) We had never truly visited Old town and were surprised to see that it is almost a replica of Old Town Santa Fe which we avoided this year because of minus temperatures. Roger was happy the Plant Store was closed. What treasures in the Romero Street Gallery! https://romerostreetgallery.com/
Have we mentioned how we are blessed with spectacular sunsets?
Nighttime. What we hear is like the sound of a door opening. What we see are three bears walking along the house, one playing with the rain chain. But they behave. Nothing displaced. Then the three just go over the hill…
Next morning, no evidence of the visitors…