Bama and Back Again -Part 6- The Border

Going south of Marathon brought us to a world we had never yet seen. After passing through some border patrol checkpoints we entered Big Bend National Park, named for the ‘big bend’ the Rio Grande River makes to form the southern border of Texas. The...

Bama and Back Again -Part 5- The South

Little did we know that we were driving into a massive thunder booming, tornado flailing, gulf storm. As we drove down toward New Orleans we were hit with blindingly powerful rain. We’re from the Pacific Northwest, so we are accustomed to consistent, heavy rain,...

Bama and Back Again -Part 4- Midwest

Leaving Albuquerque, we continued on down Highway 40 towards Tucumcari. Route 66 spectacles still within our sights, we hopped off the main highway and got another good look abandoned rest stops and towns along the old Main Street of America. Tucumcari had a bright...

Bama and Back Again -Part 3- New Mexico

Arizona continued The radio stations in Arizona were littered with Eagles songs. Was it perhaps because we were approaching Winslow, Arizona? It was a small town. There weren’t many corners to be standing on. We took a turn off Highway 40 with signs that drew us...

Bama and Back Again -Part 2- Arizona

In the morning we left California behind and drove off into Arizonaland along old Route 66. Arizona Little did we know that we would be climbing so high in elevation on our way up to the Grand Canyon. Desert gave way to pine forest as we breached 6000ft. The sky was...

Bama and Back Again

It started on a whim, as most things do. Jill’s new job doesn’t start until April, and so we wanted to plan one more adventure before jumping back into career mode. “Why don’t we go visit my sister in Alabama?” Jill said (or something...

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