Kingman, Arizona

Tonight finds us in bucolic Kingman, Arizona where the wind is howling.  That is Kingman's claim to fame, the wind always is blowing.  It's also cold, and it appears that it will rain tonight and in to tomorrow.  Oh joy. Jim has picked up some sort of a virus, coughing and nose blowing thus far.  I've told him he can't die on me until we get the car unloaded.   This is Jim last night, we were so happy to be out of the car.

   We departed Beaver this morning with high clouds and some blue sky.  It was just lovely.

Then it became like this.  Those are clouds pretty much sitting on the ground.

Notice defined the notch in the cloud is.

Now we are driving in to it.

Eventually the clouds cleared out, but it remained overcast.  That was really unfortunate because we went through the Virgin River Gorge, which is one of the most spectacular places there is - when the sun is out.  I took all of these pictures through the windshield, so there is some glare, try not to notice it.

When you cross from Nevada into AZ, you see this painted on the side of a mini-mart and gas station.  Big letters, really scary.  It's the Last Stop, we better stock up!  They were charging $9 for the exact same sandwich we bought in Nevada for $6, which we thought was a rip off then.

Additionally, they were charging $5.49 for gas, and $4.59 for diesel.  These prices are just stupid.  Up the road about a mile or two, gas was $3.89, which is bad enough.  They're preying on people driving through and freaking out before heading out into the great wide open. 

So that was today.  Tomorrow we will arrive Tucson.  I think maybe we can quit wearing polar fleece shirts and pants as we drop to a lower altitude.