Day 3: high desert plateau
Day 3: flagstaff Az. to Albuquerque New Mexico, 325 miles= 1,050 rolled, 1,422 to Townsend Tn.
I was tortured as a child, really. My desert rat, rock hound, heat loving parents thought nothing was better for young children than to haul them out to the desert to camp, often, all the time. I hated it, somewhat dented from the exposure. See, I'm a water person, put me on a boat a 1,000 miles from land and I'm happy, I feel safe. Any ocean sport, but put me in the desert and I know I'm going to die. Ok, I know all the Arizona Bronco folks are shaking their heads. But hold on, something funny has happened over the years, the desert has kind of grown on me. Limits are in place though, temp must be under 75 degrees, wild flowers in bloom, and all the rattlesnakes on good behavior. Well, today was another one of those days traversing the high desert plateau.
We experienced rain, sun, hail, lightning, and dozens of rainbows. But really the day was ruled by the Sky with clouds. Poetry in the sky written by the clouds, heard that in song and today I got it.
As for my parents, "....and the gifts they give, they are with us each day, always..."
Steve