Roswell, NM - Flagstaff, AZ
Actual trip: Roswell, NM - Flagstaff, AZ (565 miles)
We started the day at Wal-Mart where we had breakfast and
36 cans of soda, just to be on the safe side. It's not a
whole lot of fun running out of drinks when you're driving
in the desert. Most of the cans were put into the cooler
in the Mustang while a small supply went into the Chevy.
Manuel and Niels switched places.
Roswell is probably best known for the alleged UFO crash
of 1947. The town boasted at least two museums dedicated
to this event, one of which was our next place of sightseeing.
A map of the town was purchased at a gas station and after
some effort we found the museum. Unfortunately it was closed
on Sundays so we didn't hang around for long.
We went west on Highway 380 and passed the off-limit White
Sands Missile Range. No activity whatsoever could be detected
from the road. The landscape was quite arid. A few scattered
trees could be seen but otherwise the vegetation mostly
consisted of bushes and dry grass.
After crossing the Rio Grande, Marco and Niels in the Mustang
lead the way as we approached the north/southbound I-25.
Dave was giving instructions over the CB. Nonetheless the
leading car missed the ramp and was forced to go south instead
of north. Much profanity cluttered the radio waves in the
next few minutes. This was the first and only time tempers
really flared on the trip. Some 10 miles in the wrong direction
had to be traveled before we got a chance to make a spontaneous
Going in the right direction once again everybody settled
down. In the Mustang conversation died down. Niels got a
monster of a headache possibly caused by draft in the car
the day before.
The speed limit was a pleasant 75-mph so both cars rocketed
towards Albuquerque, sometimes faster than the speedometers
could measure (they stopped at 85 mph). Once again we rejoined
I-40 and continued towards California.
We passed through a corner of a Navajo Indian Reservation
in the afternoon, crossed the Arizona State line, and decided
to check out the Petrified Forest National Park. For some
reason it was closed too.
Late in the afternoon we reached Flagstaff, booked a room
in a high-rise motel complex, and went out for some grub.
Mostly we just rented a single room with two beds so every
other night you had to bunk on the floor. Usually a motel
bed is made up of several sheets and blankets. Therefore
it is possible to build a rather comfortable 'nest' on the
floor. During our days on the road nobody ever complained
about flooring it. Ordinarily we were so bushed that we
could have slept anywhere.
Day 01: Leaving
Day 02: Tupelo,
Day 03: Henryetta,
Day 04: Roswell,
Day 05: Flagstaff, AZ
Day 06: Las Vegas, NV
Day 07: Victorville, CA
Day 08: Long Beach, CA
Day 09: Los Angeles, CA
Day 10: Thousand Oakes, CA
Day 11: Malibu, CA
Day 12: Lompoc, CA
Day 13: Lompoc, CA
Day 14: Palo Alto, CA
Day 15: Palo Alto, CA
Day 16: Fallon, NV
Day 17: Escalante, UT
Day 18: Grand Junction, CO
Day 19: Lafayette, CO
Day 20: Colby, KS
Day 21: St. Louis, MO
Day 22: Knoxville, TN
Day 23: Burlington, NC
Epilogue: Author's notes