Tag: Arizona
OK, who doesn’t love a Jackrabbit???

The iconic Jack Rabbit Trading Post in Joseph City, Arizona is what traveling Route 66 is all about. Although the adorable “10 Miles to the Jack Rabbit Trading Post” billboards along Route 66 are mostly long-gone, the remaining billboard on-site proudly proclaims “Here It Is,” as it has since 1949. The Texas-sized (sorry, Arizona) Jackrabbit out front is saddled up and ready for photo ops with every German tourist who stops by. And the area around the Trading Post is appropriately worn-out and kitschy. It’s a fun must-stop!!!
THE SADLY-NOW-DEFUNCT JACK RABBIT CAMPGROUND…
“Take Pictures!”…
…demanded the ultra-cool vintage billboard on Old Route 66 in Arizona.
“OK,” I replied.

Photo by Stephanie Roberts, http://ObsessiveHobbyist.com
Explore…
“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor…
Explore.
Dream.
Discover.”
— Mark Twain
Photo by Stephanie Roberts, http://ObsessiveHobbyist.com
Take nothing but photographs…
Photo by Stephanie Roberts, http://ObsessiveHobbyist.com
Abandoned…

The road from Flagstaff to Winslow, Arizona is interesting, but depressing. So many of the Route 66 attractions are disintegrating into unsalvageable ruins. It all makes for great photos, but the reality is harsh. Twin Arrows, Two Guns, Meteor City…
TWO GUNS — At one time a campground and zoo where families made memories
TWIN ARROWS — This area is a dichotomy, as much of Route 66 is. The arrows have been repainted and maintained, but the buildings fall down around them. The whole area is surrounded by concrete K-rails at an exit ramp, and I might have been able to climb over them if it wasn’t pouring down rain when I got there. But somehow the rain seemed appropriate.
Colby is not impressed…
Yes, this really happened…

…AT THE GRAND CANYON!
Day 5- Winslow to Albuquerque via Exit 303
270 miles; $3.39/gallon gas; pulled into the Sandia Peak Inn in Albuquerque at 10pm.
Great morning saying a leisurely good-by to La Posada, which has quickly become very homey to me. I really think I could live here (in La Posada, not Winslow). When you venture out into the town further than a couple of blocks from downtown, the poverty slaps you in the face. Every time I went out, even to my car in the hotel parking lot, someone asked me for money. This doesn’t even happen in LA, so it was surprising and sad.
First stop of the day was in Holbrook, where I did a quick u-turn when I saw a cute little dog park with GRASS! And a shade tree! A man with a long gray ponytail was playing with his German Shepherd, who loved Colby (OK, who doesn’t?). He was originally from North Carolina and had moved out here to work at the Navajo reservation. I also met Leslie & Matt, a cute couple in their 20’s who were traveling Route 66 east to west, from Champagne, Illinois, so we exchanged notes. That’s one of the great things about traveling with your dog…you meet the nicest people.
Holbrook is home to the famous Wigwam Motel (811 W Hopi Dr, Holbrook, AZ 86025, 928-524-3048). It’s one of only 2 of the original 7 that remains open — the other is on Route 66 in Rialto, California, http://wigwammotel.com. Earlier post about that one — “Sleep in a TeePee”. Both ask the question “Have you slept in a Tee Pee lately?” and try to entice travelers with nostalgic props on the properties. In Holbrook there are great old vintage cars scattered around the place and when you see only one of those cars in front on a teepee, it’s easy to imagine a 1950’s road trip when Route 66 was in its hey-day. I wanted to stay here, but it didn’t work out timing-wise, so I just drove through and then headed on out towards Albuquerque.
Just east of Holbrook, I got distracted for HOURS of photo fun at I-40/Route 66’s Exit 303. The most fun was STEWART’S ROCK SHOP, as already reported, but I can’t imagine a single exit along Route 66 with more nostalgic kitsch, camp, rocks, and quirky, eccentric fun. First up was the PAINTED DESERT INDIAN CENTER, 13 miles east of Holbrook, on the southwest side of Exit 303…
AND THEN THE ROCK FACTORY, just down the road from the Indian Center…
Then some fun with motorcyclists, a cool hippie bus/van/camper, another major photo distraction at Fort Courage (crusty old billboards…more later), a disappointing stop at the run-down/mostly abandoned Continental Divide, a quick run through Gallup, New Mexico to see the famous El Rancho Motel, rain, rainbows, and…rolled into Albuquerque at 10:00pm. Long day!!!


