Autumn Road Trip

Saturday we hit the road with a load of 720 fresh Douglas Fir Christmas Trees – final seedestination San Antonio, TX. Imagine all that Christmas joy packed into a 52 foot trailer!

Our route is taking us through Oregon, Idaho, Utah, Colorado, New Mexico and Western Texas. On day 2 we drove on one of the most beautiful highways in the Southwestern U.S. – U.S. Highway 191 in Utah. We drove past the entrance to Arches National Park, and Moab. There was not time to stop, but we promised ourselves to return when we have more time.

Just down the road we decided to take our mandatory 30 minute rest break at the Kane Springs Rest Area (just the other side of The Hole in the Wall). What an amazing 30 minutes! I kid you not, this was one of the most scenic, beautiful rest areas I have been in. (And we have seen more than our share). I practically flew out of the truck to walk around and take these photos for you.

Thinking about these photos later, I realized how fortunate we were to be here in the fall. Love the play of the light thru the lacy tree branches and how the color of the trees matches the red rocks. We walked around with the pup and climbed on the rocks. 

These trips are all about seeing this beautiful country we live in, and making memories together. This short 30 minute stop is now a beautiful memory to be replayed over and over again.

A bit later we paused one more time for these snapshots. It was a Sunday afternoon, with many people out enjoying the day – climbing on the rocks in the sun.

We have traveled down the road now, and will be delivering those Christmas Trees tomorrow. We are looking forward to making new memories as we make our way down the road.

See you again soon.

*click the a photo to view individually.

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To the Midwest and back in our Big Rig

We just returned from our three week, 7200 mile road trip –  a drive that took us from here in Oregon down the Columbia River Gorge, across I-80 through mountains, corn & soybean fields, and along miles and miles of desert in Wyoming and Nebraska.

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We saw bighorn sheep in the Gorge, and pronghorn antelope grazing along the expressway in Wyoming. In Nebraska we left the highway and began making our deliveries.  We stopped in Nebraska, Iowa and Illinois.  I walked along side streets & parking lots with the Pup – and of course the truck stops we stayed in for the nights and weekends.  (to view the photos as a slideshow and read the captions click on the first photo in each group)

We left I-80 behind in Illinois to complete the deliveries from our first load, and pick up our next.  The drive took us into Chicago lined with pavement and buildings, and along two lane country roads lined with fields of corn & soybeans –  and acres of Midwest farms.

We left our trailer in Indiana and drove north, towards my reason for being on this trip. I grew up in a small town in Michigan, and have not been back for 10 years now.  It was time to go back, and walk the street where I grew up once again. By now the landscape has transitioned to familiar wildflowers & weeds –  the architecture and layouts of the towns, the way the air smells and the people talk and live all strikes a chord.

From home we once again bob-tailed north, to Mackinaw City.  Each Labor Day the Mackinac Bridge closes for six hours to allow walkers to cross the bridge.  The bridge connects the Upper and Lower Peninsula’s of Michigan on I-75.  It’s a five mile bridge over the Straits of Mackinac or the meeting of Lakes Michigan and Huron. I have written more about my experience in my previous post: 10,000 Steps.  You can also view photos via my Facebook album: Mackinaw Bridge Labor Day walk 9.4.17

Time to head southward, and home.  The beginning of our trip took us back over some of the same roads we arrived on.  In Nebraska we headed south to Denver, and a drive through Colorado on scenic highways that wound us through the mountains.  We drove through the Rio Grande National Forest, the road reaching 10,857 feet.  We saw Elk but no snow yet.

We made deliveries in Colorado.  While Hubby unloads the trailer I am free to wander. Mostly it’s just a industrial park or a lumber yard.  But sometimes I get lucky, and we get to walk along scenic roadsides.  This was our delivery in Durango, Colorado.

As you can see, the landscape has changed once again.  This time to more desert landscapes cut with mountaintops.  As you know, Colorado is pretty high. We were at least 5000 feet high most of the time, and even in Arizona we were still at 2000 feet. As we drove through the passes in Arizona the rocks changed from red to black to pink to white.  We saw rainshowers, sunshine and rainbows while in AZ.  These photos (below) were on the road from Colorado, through New Mexico and into Arizona.

Just over the border in Arizona we left the interstate and found ourselves on a section of  Route 66 in Holbrook.  Hubby stopped the truck long enough for me to take some photos at a historic landmark along old Route 66.  You can view a few more photos on this Facebook album: Historic Wigwam Motel

We stopped in Tucson for the weekend, rented a car and headed out to Tombstone for a look-see.  It didn’t disappoint!  You can read all about our day in this blog post: Tombstone, AZ.  With Sunday to rest and do chores, we found time to take a walk around the truck stop and snapped some photos of the local flora.

We finished our deliveries in Tucson, and Phoenix.  It was so HOT in Phoenix, we were happy to leave it behind.  But … we didn’t clear the heat until the next morning when we arrived in Los Angeles.  The road ahead was a familiar one.

One night in Los Angeles – and a walk to an iconic burger joint.  Picked up the load that would bring us home, and off we went for a two day drive south.  I-5 is the most familiar road, as most of our trips either begin or end, or both, on this route.  But that doesn’t mean the scenery is any less beautiful.

By the time we reach the border of Oregon and California I am pretty beat.  21 days in the passenger seat isn’t easy.  So I  am afraid I just sit back and wait until the wheels take me to my own driveway.  Next trip I will try to snap some photos from the road in Oregon.  I will say it’s great to be home.  The laundry is done and the six new t-shirts we brought home with us are all put away, ready to wear on our next adventure.

 

 

Bonneville Salt Flats*

The drive west on I-80 in Utah is so strangely picturesque. The Great Salt Lake accompanies you for miles, then gives way to the Salt Flats. We had a wonderful blue sky day with high topped clouds in the background. The sand and salt mix comes right up to the road bed, and some creative drivers stop and write greetings using stones and bottles. There are also many tracks leading from the road to the horizon. We even saw some people stopped to walk on the surface. It didn’t look like they were leaving any tracks!

In the distance I could see a pavilion on the side of the road that turned out to be a rest area. “What a wonderful opportunity” I thought. So we stoped for about 45 minutes. There were many excited people enjoying themselves, and we happily joined them!

Walking on the salt, it was soft and crunchy, and the water was so warm and silky. I have to say, this was a favorite stop on the road trip. So if you find yourself traveling I- 80 outside Salt Lake City make the time to stop and play! (They even have a foot wash)