Our next stop was Agate Bridge, which involved backtracking 15 miles towards the entrance. This is the kind of smart planning that happens when everyone in the car is groggy! By now it’s only about 8:00am and but the light is already super bright.
Agate Bridge was nothing special. It’s just a petrified log that formed a bridge when all the stuff under it washed out.
I made up for my disappointment by climbing a nearby tree that wasn’t petrified.
So we got up early to go to Petrified National Forest. We were the only ones on the road and probably the first ones to the park…with the exception of the park rangers who probably live in the park.
Neither of us were awake for the first picture.
One thing about being at dry and high elevations (6000 feet) early in the morning is that it gets really cold. We were both shivering for this picture.
At least it wasn’t overly bright yet.
Nobody else in sight. That’s probably a sign we should have stayed in bed. The clock does not really say 6:10 AM does it?!
The cacti are plentiful in Arizona. I’d never seen cacti before, so we pulled over onto a dirt path on the side of the road to check them out. I kind of dig it.
Only afterwards did I think about the fact that Nicholas didn’t have his AAA memebership reactivated and that if we’d busted a tire driving on those rocky dirt paths on some remote leg of the freeway out of cellphone reception that things would have been mightily inconvenient.
But that didn’t happen so all is good.
Eastward still!
Is Yuma, Arizona. And San Pedro de Atacama, Chile is the driest place on earth. And I’ve now been to both. Nailed it.
I learned about this city from Nicholas. It was along our route so we decided to stop in and check out their old prison. Why not?
Nicholas promised to play Red Dead Redemption with me once we’re back home, since it features Yuma.
Onwards!