Kingman, AZ
Driving through New Mexico and Arizona is much better than Texas or Oklahoma. In fact, it’s the nicest drive of the trip out West so far. Starting in Amarillo, we were truly in ‘big sky country’ — perfect 180 degrees of sky. As we entered New Mexico, the monotonous plains and grasses of Texas gave way to mesas, rocky outcroppings, and colors ranging from reds to whites, tans to greens. The desert also features interesting skyscapes. The light of the plains is harsh and bright. The desert is more varied — the ceiling of clouds shine like highlights while the floors appear brooding in grays. Off in the distance a streak of clouds look lazily smudged, while a single cirrus puff stands out starkly high above the road. We drive in and out of shadows, and these shadows mottle the land around. It’s pleasing.
We made two stops today. The first was in downtown Albuquerque, which has a distinct southwest vibe. We grabbed lunch on its Main Street, while convention goers (Association of National Postmasters…go figure) scurried around the various stores and pubs.
The second was Meteor Crater, a national landmark near Flagstaff, AZ where a large meteor created a 4,000 foot wide, 550 foot deep crater in the middle of the Arizona desert 50,000 years ago. The aerial pictures make it seem very, very large, but when you are standing at the rim it doesn’t look very big. I got my first real taste of a problem the astronauts had on the moon — a severe lack of depth perception. With no recognizable objects for comparison, it’s very difficult to accurately estimate distance.
We can make it to Palo Alto tomorrow if we push, but we’ll see. Might take a detour and see something.
