I don't really know what day it is, I could look...but it doesn't really matter to me. Some of you may be thinking how this is possible, or maybe you're horrified by the fact that I've forgotten what day of the week it is, because that kind of things matters to you. Losing track of time, in my opinion, is the wonderful bi-product of road travel. I don't have to think about what day it is, or what I need to do this week, just where I'm going. This is why, when beginning this blog today, I had to think hard about how long its been since I wrote my last blog, the result of all that hard thinking hasn't resulted in much, I still don't know how long it's actually been. I do know that since then we've left our desert home in Tonto National Forest and have moved through Southern Arizona back to St. George. We've seen the wide open freeways of the Southern United States in all their glory, we've walked/ driven across the Hoover Dam, keenly avoided Las Vegas, driven through Lake Mead Recreational Area, hiked in Valley of Fire State Park and camped on the side of a cliff in Mesquite, Nevada.
The remainder of our time in Phoenix was spent getting bikes repaired and cleaned (I had a crash on my bike and needed some drive train work done), the trailer filled with power and water and visiting with friends. From Phoenix we set out towards Vegas taking the Carefree Highway which goes through Wickenberg, AZ. We did most of our drive in the dark but had enough light to see the Arizona Joshua Tree Scenic Route, which oddly enough has more Joshua trees than Joshua Tree National Park... We ate mexican food in Kingman, AZ then retired for the night on BLM land just off the highway.
The next morning we woke up and continued on Highway 93 towards the Hoover Dam. Hoover Dam...we came, we saw, we left - amazing feat of American engineering, really cool to see, but that was about it. We were both kind of underwhelmed by the Hoover Dam, I think we've seen so many shots of it in the movies that it was built up in our minds, then we got there and realized it's a lot of concrete blocking a large river.
I was really keen to see Valley of Fire State Park, but a lack of navigational foresight resulted in us turn off and driving towards the Lake Mead Recreational Area. Luckily we got in for free, otherwise we would have paid $20 to drive through. We arrived at Valley of Fire and I immediately went nuts trying to photograph everything. I think in the short time we were there we saw enough, although I will likely return there again one day to see more. From Valley of Fire we drove as far as Mesquite, NV then parked on the edge of a cliff and went to sleep.
The next day we moved from Nevada, through Arizona into Utah...3 States in under two hours, hmm...not bad. We spent a day in St. George, UT riding and soaking up the sun before we were met by our lovely friends, Jasmine and Cory from Manitoba.