What a day. The wind was not supposed to arrive until tomorrow. It came in this morning as soon as we were on the road out of Las Vegas. We did not want to be in LV tomorrow as they had already posted high wind warnings. We also did not want to have to cross that new interstate "in the sky" across Hoover Dam. But, there were no options. What we did not know is that there were 3 of those bridges and we did not want to cross one! Oh, my. We were just onto the second bridge when a flashing sign said "High profile vehicles not recommended" because of high crosswinds. Well, good grief, we were on a bridge. It's not like we could exit off the thing. I asked Jerry what they thought they were doing telling people not to go when there was no place to get off? We both got a good laugh at the stupidity of that sign. We kept going forward since there was no choice. It was very windy. When there was a strong crosswind it really slowed us down. But prayers and faith helped push us up the hill. Into Arizona the terrain turned a very ugly shade of brownish black. We cannot see why anybody would live here. We felt the same way about Idaho and Utah, but they were lighter shades of brown. Then we got to Kingman and I said if it were not windy we would keep on going to Flagstaff. This is a very unattractive area. Yet, Kingman brags about being the "heart of route 66". Jerry said it will not get better from here. So, I will have to get used to brown. It's never been my favorite color. This is a cute little park. We have the windows open and it is cooling down a bit. Feels great. We'll see what we find tomorrow but we do not have high hopes of seeing any beautiful landscapes. The picture is the last view of the Colorado River on this trip. Look closely. It's at the bottom of the gorge. I just stuck my hand out the window and snapped.
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