From Meteor Crater I take interstate 40 then interstate 17 heading for Sedona, I had never heard of Sedona but my trusty guide book says it is worth a visit. On first impressions I would say it was a wealthy place, the number of country clubs and golf courses was rather obvious, some lovely houses as well.
Once again the area is all pink, the buildings, the hills etc, it is like wearing rose coloured glasses, a nice little town, they offer jeep tours into the red rock canyons. I decided I will never be back so lets go see a red rock canyon. It was good fun, the jeep goes places you would think impossible, and while scrambling about in the rocks we came across a group of Javalino's, small, hairy, wild pigs.
I had the motor home in a lovely small site, very well covered by trees, walking back to my site, just in front of the motor home, I saw something lying on the road, and on closer inspection it was a coiled up snake, snake number 4.
Still not being a snake lover, I enquired from the lady owner, she came over with a sweeping brush and set about trying to sweep it off the road, I don't want it run over she says, by now it should be hibernating, it was only a gopher snake anyway.
After a couple of nights in this charming but expensive town, I head due east along interstate 40 heading for Kingman.
Kingman is a truck stop, an amazing place, somewhere for truckers to rest up, have a shower, buy another piece of chrome something for the truck and, most important of all, eat, and boy, can they eat.
The RV site was adjoining the truck stop, so I had two very hearty and inexpensive evening meals, anyway, I feel as though I am almost a trucker.
I saw on the map an old ghost town not far away, Chloride, so I had to go and investigate, there was not a great deal to see, disappointed, I will look for another one before I am done.
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