

After leaving Seligman, Arizona, I have climbed onto the
Colorado Plateau, and am no longer on the desert. After a night in Williams, now in Flagstaff,
the air is cooler and there are trees.
Much of old Route 66 has been replaced with I-40. I am forced to ride with big rigs and
speeding cars, where the speed limit is 75mph.
But I-40 has a wide shoulder and I feel mostly safe. The biggest problem with bicycling this major
highway is that the shoulder is often very rough.
I have happily been able to get on old Route 66 much of the
way. It has very little traffic, and is usually
much smoother than I-40.
I ride over the southern part of the Colorado Plateau with its
long record of Earth's geologic history. Underlying the sedimentary rocks
are very old igneous and metamorphic rocks that come from a time
prior to the formation of North America. The world looked very
different then, with continents unlike
the ones we have today. The old rocks were later elevated without
much cracking or folding, which is why we see layers in the Grand Canyon lying
nearly flat.
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Humphrey’s Peak, highest peak in Arizona, 12, 633’ |
But here in the Flagstaff area, high peaks rise above rolling
forest, still showing some of their winter snow.


The revival spirit of old Route 66 shows in every town it
passes through. Once off of I-40, the
old cafes and motor courts show off there fifties music, food and decor. Canyon Lodge in Seligman, Arizona, maintains
that post-war luxury décor that enticed so many Americans to that new a n flourishing
idea of the “road trip” with big mirrors and Las Vegas posters. And Delgadillo’s
Snow Cap serves up angus burgers and milk shakes with rock-n-roll.
Up the long, steep grade to Williams, another fifties diner.
Walls covered with symbols and memorabilia of that fifties
spirit.

On the way to Flagstaff, I-40 is is often terrible shape, especially
its shoulder, but once off of it and onto Route 66, the road is smooth and the Parks
Parks General Store, in what was once a thriving community, is a welcome
stop.
You can see my progress on an interactive map, prepared by
Michael Angerman, at:
Zoom and scroll to see where I’ve been.
Looks like a time-traveling into the past... eerie
ReplyDeleteToti,
DeleteThose who want to make the entire length of Route 66, all of it that have escaped the bulldozer, a long, narrow historical site, and there are many of them, are trying very hard to make it seem like time travel to the past.
Hello Sharon, I am really enjoying your trip. Thank you for sharing. Mary
ReplyDeleteIt's nice to have you along, Mary
DeleteYesterday my stepson passed you on his journey to a new place and I thought how it was that I know you are traveling the same road.
ReplyDeleteOh, I didn't see him. I suppose he was in a car. Very few of us ride bicycles this far, I have met only one so far.
DeleteSometimes, with all this memorabilia, I feel like I am on that odd space of road at the bottom of this mountain, where if you stop the car in a certain spot and put it in neutral, your car will then go backwards up the hill ... a flirt with yesteryear to confuse the present-day psyche. I wonder if you stopped in that spot on your bike what would happen?
ReplyDeleteI like a bit of flirt with yesteryear. It sheds light on the present day. It' part of what the present day trip is about.
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